#what she did to nadia was awful

[tinydefector]

I LIVE FOR HUMAN EFFECTS IT GENUINELY JUST FEELS LIKE A SITCOM HAHA

humble request to have rung in human effects 🙏 i love rung 🙏

Mental strain - Human effects

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: none, mention of the Ambassador being desirable

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Rung's office is quite a pretty place, decorated with model ships and collective little models. But the vibe of the place for some reason felt as if sitting under an old willow tree, it was familiar and soothing, soft scented oils burn in the background as the Therapist pads down notes from his human patient.

The ambassador lays across the large couch with an arm over their face, head pressed back into a soft pillow as they breathe in the scent of the room. “I just don't know what to do about this, normally Whirl doesn't cause me issues but my God, that mech and Nadia are conspiring with each other I can just feel it” they huff out. Normally the ambassador wouldn't be put off much, but both Nadia and Whirl were hunting for personal information, and seemingly have in their head the they were involved with either, Rodimus, Megatron or Luna Whistler, and it was starting to frustrate them.

‘ “So…. Boss, you and the captain?” Nadia coos as she walks with the Ambassador. It earns the Moroccan woman a glance. “What about the captains?” They asked with a raised eyebrow. “You've been spending an awful amount of time with them” she teases, which Gets a shake of the liaison's head. “Nadia I don't know what gossip you're hunting for” they hum while continuing to walk with her.

“Hey fleshy getting quite up close and personal with the new seeker huh” Whirl chirped, almost making the ambassador prickle with goose bumps from the fight or flight response to the helimech. “Whirl, I don't think I have to remind You about your probation and not causing issues with crewmates?” They shoot back at the mech. The singular optic seems to focus on the ambassador. “Hmmm, touchy, didn't take you as a Xeno” the heli stated before disappearing into thin air.’

Rung listens thoughtfully as the ambassador vents their frustrations, optics crinkling kindly behind spectacles. After long vorns counselling troubled mechs, he had learned humans seemed to have just as much trauma and issues as most mechs did, but he did enjoy these sessions where the ambassador mainly vented about issues, crew gossip or plans.

"Perhaps Whirl and Nadia have struck up an unlikely friendship, though the results tend toward...chaos, but so far it seems rather harmless, especially for Whirl." he hums with a soft smile his face plate leans against his knuckles as his other servo types away, noting things.

"Rung you don't get it, it feels like Nadia thinks I'm sleeping with Megatron or Rodimus and Whirl, I swear Whirl just pops up out of nowhere makes a snarky comment about Luna whistler." They sigh while their head presses back into the pillow. "Rodimus has been grumpy, avoiding me when I'm trying to help him with his work, it seems like the moment we had Luna Whistler join, the crew has become a little standoffish, God I just want a vacation" they mumble.

His optical ridges lift inquiringly. "Oh my, that is quite a predicament." He chuckles while laying his pad down to look them over. His optics flicker away from them before back to his pad. “I had heard rumours of some of the crew being rather interested but I didn't Think it would escalate to this” he hums which earns him a look from the Ambassador.

They raise an eyebrow at the Therapist. “What rumours?” the ask rather worried over the situation. He removes his spectacles, optics crinkling in shared wistfulness.

"My dear it seems you are rather desirable amongst the crew, quite a few are interested in courting you. and it would not surprise me if quite a few have become slightly bitter over a new mech joining and having your attention on him" Rung explains, he wasn't a daft mech, he had been around a very, very long time. And he knew the face of a smitten young mech.

Their eyes go wide, mouth wide open In shock. “But.. but I'm a human!” They state sitting up in utter shock hearing this revelation. Rung's optics soften as he looks at their stunned form. “Oh I'm aware, quite a few of them have been rather vocal over wanting to know how to properly Court a human, quite a few Web forums and sites have come up since the Cybertron and earth alliance.” He informs, not giving away details of who, or what mechs had confided in him about their interest.

His smile takes on a gently mischievous quirk. "As for Nadia and Whirl's meddling, I'm very sure they have become rather invested in figuring out who the lucky mech is, even though it's very clear there isn't one” he chuckles again watching the way their eyes bulge.

They are speechless, stunned. Not knowing how everyone apparently thought they were involved with multiple mechs. “Oh my fucking god” they groan out loudly while slamming their face into the pillow and letting out a noise. After a moment they sit up " I just want everyone would cut Luna a break, mechs trying to become friends with others and fuck he's a nervous one outside of work, he's a sweet mech just wish everyone would stop giving him the stink eye, and now apparently I'm the reason hes getting the stink eye" they press their head into their hands.

The Ambassador looked tired and stressed. "Plus I'm pretty sure he's very smitten with Traxies" Rung lets out a soft vent as he stands walking towards one of the shelves with the model ships, reaching up he withdraws a small bottle from his cabinets, sympathy visible on his features as he walks towards the liaison. "Here, I believe you may be desperately in need of one of these." He slowly hands a slightly larger glass to the human.

Their eyes widen slightly as Rung hands them the glass, "where did you get Vintage Earth Whiskey!" They ask almost in shock as they look over the bottle. Rung's optics gleam behind spectacles as the ambassador regards their unexpected gift.

"I may have a bit of a collection of human and cybertronian liquor. Ships aren't the only thing I collect” he hums lightly before the Ambassador shoots him a look. “Swerve tends to let me know when he gets his servos on collections” he chuckles as he pours himself a glass, “ human Alcohol is fortunate something I happen to indulge in on occasions”

"I should have known Swerve was bootlegging booze" they state with a shake of their head as they take a sip of the whiskey. They both sit there quietly before Rung finally speaks up again.

"In matters of the sparks, a lot of cybertronians are rather taken by you, most likely the easiest way to go about it is to state your not interested in interspecies relationships, let them down easy. It won't be easy but it would most likely be the easiest way to get the rumours and your admirers to back off." His optics glint roguishly behind spectacles.

"Thing is Rung, it never even occurred to me outside of Nadia making jokes of getting it on with a mech" they hum while leaning back into the chair and sipping their drink. “In truth, now I'm just questioning every nice thing the crew does for me, oh God, is Gift giving a thing that indicates Courting!?” They are worried only for Rung to snort and chuckle.

“in some cases but most times it's only after a Conjunxing request has been accepted, im sure who ever you gave something to hasn't seen it as you showing interest, tho there are a few things which count, such as custom paint jobs, upgrades, or weapons” he states, it soothes their worry over the sweets they had gotten for Megatron.

“OK, ok, so hypothetically, If I was interested in a bot, how would I go about asking them if they were interested” they mumble only for Rung's optics to soften as he watches how they stare into their drink. “ Hmm well it very much depends on the Mech you're interested in, and not just personally wise, different frames have different Courting methods. Tanks and Seekers are very different in their approaches, as are Speedster and Haulers.” He takes a sip of his drink before continuing.

“ seekers tend to do Flight dances with one they are interested in, others can become slightly hostile, it really depends on the mech. Tankers are also collectors, most likely if one gives you something they hold very dearly it means they are trying to initiate an interest, most times it will be ammunition. Haulers are a bit of a strange one because it depends on what kinda hauler, because some will take you to a place which you have never seen before because it reminds them of you” he finishes. It makes the Ambassador fidget lightly.

“There are many more I could go on about but sadly I'm not as well versed in all the different frame types conjunxing rituals” he smiles at them before finishing his drink and placing the cup over on his bench, fixing his optics on the human again.

"You know, you're not what I had expected as a therapist, um, thank you, sorry you had to deal with my breakdown and well this” they make hand movements towards themself which makes Rung laugh in amusement. "We all struggle, in our ways. My role is easing that burden, however it works best." A gentle pulse of reassurance.

"Your well-being matters greatly to this crew. It is a privilege to offer aid, whether counsel or distracting company." He stands from his seat walking over to grab their nose empty cup. “ Ah I don't think I'm ready to head back out, how much longer can I stay?” They inquire.

Rung runs a few calculations over time, a light rumble echoes from his chassis. “ I fortunately don't seem to have another patient for the cycle unless Whirl decides to make a visit for themself” he gives them a soft smile.

“Care for another drink?” He offers which earns him a nod from the Ambassador. “Well outside of this small problem you're having with suitors, have you had a chance to enjoy that hobby of yours you were telling Me about last time?”

“Sadly not yet, having been helping Megatron and Ultra Magnus with Rodimus, turns out that speedster isn't the best with writing. I think he has Dyslexia and most likely ADHD, they tend to go hand in hand a lot. Been trying to find ways to help him focus on work” they take the glass and begin sipping it, relaxing back into the chair and pillow. “Just wish Rodimus would stop with the cold shoulder, well I now know why he's giving me a cold shoulder but it makes it easier to work with him when he's not huffy and pouting” they explain.

Rung shakes his helm in amusement. “He will settle, that or I'll have a word with him during his session about workplace duties, have you brought it up with Megatron or Ultra Magnus?” Rung asked next, which earned him a shake of their head.

“no, he's been good with them, really good actually, Megatron's been really good with helping him with reading, and Magnus is a godsend with fixing any errors. I know it's driving him crazy having to redo it but I think he understands the importance of having Rodimus learning” in truth they had been very helpful and supportive with helping Rodimus learning and finding ways to help with the things he found difficult.

“Well I'm glad to hear that they are helping, that reminds me I have to schedule an appointment with Megatron, his spark forbids him ever coming to see me willingly” he grumbles the last part which earns a laugh from the human. They continue chatting with each other for a while. It's only after they both finish a third glass do they say their goodbyes.

“Thank you again Rung, I'll try and see you for my next session in two Luna cycles but don't hold me to that” they joke, Rungs rolls his optics in amusement before putting away the bottle and placing his pad down on his desk. “Anytime my dear, try not to get yourself too worried over everyone, they will settle down eventually, hot oiled mechs are always a little over the top” he chuckles before sending them off with a wave.

Rung slowly sinks back into his seat and he sighs. It looked like a lot more mechs were interested in the ambassador than he had originally anticipated, and after the holoweb forums he had seen he wasn't surprised he just hoped the crew would settle down soon.

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[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

I'd like to rerequest the crybaby ask. While crying over a sad story is relevant, I was thinking more and Mc that can't help but respond to certain things by crying, not necessarily because what's happening is sad. Like if their yelled at, they'll cry even though they won't give in to the person's yelling at them. Or if their angry or frustrated about something, they can't help but cry as a response.

The Arcana Mini-HCs: With a crybaby MC

Julian: panicked the first few times you cried in front of him because he thought he'd done something wrong without realizing it. now he stocks up on handkerchiefs and is always ready to drape an arm around you with a comforting pat and a "let it out, my dear, don't mind me". will hide you under his coat if you get embarrassed about it

Asra: after you came back, your crying used to scare them slightly because they were never totally sure what it meant. he quickly came to think of it as your way of expressing yourself and has never once made you feel ashamed for it. has wiped your eyes on just about every article of clothing they wear at this point (and Faust, once)

Nadia: has always been so private about her tears that she found your open expression awe-inspiring. can and will give the world's scariest stinkeye to anyone who tries to make fun of you for it and has started keeping handkerchiefs and tissues stocked in every room in the Palace. holds your hand subtly when you cry, so you know she's there

Muriel: felt so awkward when you cried in front of him the first time, he just pretended it wasn't happening and fumbled along with what he was already doing. after he challenged Morga on your behalf for it, he came to see your tears as a sign of strength. it took years for him to be comfortable doing it, but now he uses his thumbs to wipe them

Portia: you two are somewhat similar, though where she tends to lean into angry tears, yours encompass almost every emotion out there. she finds crying with you to be incredibly cathartic and has started crying more often now that you're around to do it with. might establish "cry nights" where you just listen to music and let it all out

Lucio: teased you about it at first because, where he grew up, it was something only babies did. when you visited him in the realms, your tears landing on his hand were the first warmth he'd felt in three years. now it's something he's learned to appreciate and it's made him feel less ashamed of the times when he really needs a good cry

[vesuvianhermitcrabs]

M6 REACTING TO MC DOING A BACKFILP :3

THE ARCANA M6 REACT TO MC DOING A RANDOM BACKFLIP

A/N: This is so silly I love it by the way these are quite silly hcs

Asra:

Just when he thought you couldn't get any greater

"Woah, where'd you learn to do that?"

Gets you to teach him how and oh my goodness he picks it up so easily

Now, when you do a backflip they reply with another backflip. Congratulations. You have achieved peak relationship goals. Also, you have pissed off everyone who knows you. What is wrong with you and why can't you hold a conversation without backflipping and collapsing into giggles?

Nadia:

Finds it so amusing

If you did it in a setting with lots of other people she might pause, raise her eyebrows and let out an involuntary snort

If you do the backflip alone with her she'll chuckle and then ask you adoring questions concerning your awesome flip

"My, where did you learn such a trick?"

Julian:

After a few seconds of confused stuttering he perks up and delightedly exclaims how wonderful that would be in any improv thing ever

"To the community theatre!"

Anyways the entire Vesuvian acting community now knows and loves you

Portia:

Stands there in awe before running up to you and asking where on earth that came from

Well how come you've never shown her before??

Has a few anecdotes about trying to learn similar somersaults in her youth after seeing an acrobat from a travelling circus execute one perfectly

"...Aaand that's how I sprained my ankle."

Muriel:

Did. Did you just

Turns to fully deadpan you and then—

HOLY SHIT DID HE DO ONE BACK?? HE'S NEARLY SEVEN FEET TALL AND PROBABLY LIKE OVER A HUNDRED KILOGRAMS IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE???? The impact upon landing quite literally shook the earth

Sometimes you forget just how athletic he is

You'll never see him do one again

Lucio:

He's all jealousy

As soon as you whip out your backflip he's incredulous, standing there with his jaw on the floor

You know what? He's going to learn how

Doesn't want to ask you to teach him, would rather figure it out and impress you with it later. I mean, how hard could it be? (He will hurt himself on accident if you don't find some way to intervene)

[greyspirehollow]

Vesuvia Weekly - Hear me out !!

Pairing : Julian Devorak x Liam (my mc) - very implicit

Fandom : The Arcana visual novel

Warnings : very stupid. May be inaccurate regarding the characters’ dynamics. some swearing.

Summary : the group, bored of their usual conversation topics, decides to spice things up with a little game ; little did they know, they were about to be faced with others' peculiar tastes...

The main six had agreed to meet at the Rowdy Raven, for a little bit of friendly banter. It was important to take time to unwind and let go of daily matters, even for a short time. They’d struggled to make Muriel come along, the mountain man looking around warily and sitting close to Asra, if not on him. It took time for him to relax, but as the conversation went on and laughter echoed around their table, his shoulders slumped back to a normal stance, and his expression became more neutral as well. Julian had brought Liam as well, and despite the initial slight unease some felt around him, they quickly relaxed as he joined in with the banter.

After a few drinks and the usual chat about family life, daily life, palace life, love life... The group found themselves a little awkardly silent. No one knew what to talk about ; since everything had been talked about already... But then Julian grinned, throwing a mischievous glance in Asra's direction before speaking up :

"Asra... The Magician, smash or pass?"

The whole table fell silent, confused. A little 'what' slipped past Asra's lips before they answered, grinning at Julian :

"Smash."

"What? Pass for me-" Liam chimed in, shaking his head in slight disbelief "too much fur."

"Pass as well. I've always been more of a bird guy." Julian said, still with one of his signature grins.

"Pass." Lucio said, shaking his head.

Muriel didn’t answer.

"Mmh... Smash, actually." Portia replied.

"Smash." Nadia agreed.

Then began the first round of the game, covering the major Arcana. The only character to make everyone unanimous was The Hanged Man, despite Lucio's passionate efforts to convince everyone The Devil was a smash.

Nadia frowned as she heard a few of her sisters' names, and so the table mutually agreed to shift the topic for the second round of the game. Not without a little tease from Asra :

"Morga, smash or pass?"

Liam and Julian had a hard time conraining in their laughter, while Lucio pouted and frowned. Surprisingly enough, Muriel blushed and answered, very quietly : "...smash."

When everyone looked at him, baffled, making him redden even more, he was quick to justify himself :"S-She's a ... Strong warrior and... Looks like a good leader f-for... Her tribe and... I'm sure she could protect me."

Some let out a few 'aw's, and overall the reaction from everyone was pretty positive - even Lucio conceded he was somewhat right -, making Muriel relax a little.

Then came the question of who to debate next... The table fell silent as they tried to think. Portia slightly cringed as she hesitantly proposed : "the courtiers...?"

Everyone seemed to think about it.

"I mean I think it's going to be pretty quick, so..." Julian said, shrugging. "I'm pretty sure we have the same opinion about them so... Alright, Vlastomil"

The group agreed and shook their head. A hard pass for everyone. Except Portia : "Pass, but if he knew how to garden I mean why not. I wouldn't marry him, just be friends"

The rest nodded as they moved onto the next courtier : Procurator Volta. Everyone smiled and chuckled, commenting on how sweet she was, and how she'd be a good partner despite her insatiable hunger and the sheer quantity of food each would need to make to be able to keep up. Overall, the group agreed it was a "marry" rather than a "smash". Liam grinned mischievously as he brought up the next courtier :

"Valerius, smash or pass?" he said, eyeing Lucio mischievously. The ex-Count shifted in his seat, red in the face. Before he spoke up, Liam commented : "Well we already know the answer for you, Lucio."

The blond man scowled : "Shut up !! I do what I want !", causing the table to erupt in laughter.

"I mean why not." Nadia said, "He's a little easier to deal with than you ever were."

Lucio huffed. "That's not true ! He's just like me !" Nadia rolled her eyes as the others answered :

Liam : "Pass - To be honest I couldn't deal with him"

Julian : "Smash. He should be some fun...."

Asra : "Pass. I couldn't deal with a rebranded Lucio either..." Portia burst out laughing before giving her answer : "Smash. If only to braid his hair-" Muriel stayed silent, like he had for most of the game ; which was fine. Nadia spoke up again :

"I'll be announcing the next few, because I have a feeling you guys wouldn't : Vulgora, smash or pass?"

Everyone shook their heads and denied with slight awkwardness, giving reasons such as "too intense" ; "they scare me" ; "I'm just not into that"... Except one.

Liam was nervously nibbling on his lower lip.

"... Hear me out."

Everyone looked at him, shock and confusion on their faces.

"Hear what out...?" Julian said, blinking in confusion. Liam was quick to justify himself :

"I mean... I don't know, I guess it's the way they're shaped? They look soft and... and plush and-... cuddle friendly...? And I mean- don't you want to... I don't know, see what they're like when they're softer or... Or more... I just want to hug the shit out of them ok? I just wanna lay in bed all warm and soft and domestic and cuddle." Only Portia and Asra seemed to understand, the Devorak sibling giving a small acknowledgment nod and thoughtful pout. "I mean I get where you're coming from..." Asra added : "But uhm.... It's Vulgora we're talking about." Meanwhile the others looked dumbfounded, although less than before the explanation.

"I knew you had weird tastes-" Lucio teased.

"Says the guy who tried to convince us to fuck an evil goat-" The necromancer replied. Before Lucio could reply, Nadia spoke up again :

"And last but not -maybe a little- least : Valdemar."

The whole table fell silent. They looked at each other and shook their heads, letting out awkward chuckles and "no thank you"s, "they scare the shit out of me", "I'd rather be executed" for Julian, "No, just no" for Asra... Nadia's gaze silently fell on Liam who looked tense and solid as a rock, almost sweating nervously. She couldn't help but smile knowingly before she spoke up :

"On a purely factual basis, they are attractive." The statement seemed to garner mixed opinions.

"I mean you're not wrong..." Portia said, "But that's the only thing about them, really. And I don't think that's enough to try and get involved with them in any way." Asra agreed "I wouldn't even want to be in the same room. Hells, on the same continent." Julian shuddered "Pass, pass - I don't care if they're pretty I'd rather die than have them smile at me again !" Lucio shrugged "I mean... I can't say I am scared to the point I want to evaporate but they sure make me uneasy." Muriel didn't even bother answering, but it was quite obvious what his answer would be. Nadia nodded and spoke up again : "They have a little something. I can't say I'd willingly approach them romantically or any other way, but they are pleasing to look at still." she shot a glance towards Liam, who was still trying his best to stay still as a statue. She gave him a knowing smile as the others looked at him again, awaiting his answer. He could feel himself decompose as he spoke up :

"Guys, hear... Hear me out -"

He couldn't even finish as a bunch of shocked and confused noises escaped his friends while Nadia smiled and sipped her drink.

"No- shh- come on !" Liam continued, trying to calm the noise down. "Listen- first of, I don't... Like thinking about them romantically or even sexually because they did say this didn't interest them in the slightest. And well, if I were in their place, I wouldn't... Want people to think of me that way - so that's not about that !!"

"What is it about then ???" Lucio asked, baffled and confused.

"I mean I-" Liam sighed, chuckling awkwardly "I just- you know, we're friends, kinda, an-" Asra's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. He shot a confused and worried glance at Julian, who only wearily nodded in confirmation. Liam went on : "What Nadia said is true- they are factually attractive - I can't deny I love looking into their eyes - (that statement earned a few other noises around the table and a "come on, Liam !" from Julian) but like-!! Who here took their time to even try and get a little closer to them ?"

Lucio threw his hands up : "NO ONE in their right mind WOULD ?!" to which Asra replied : "I don't think we can say you're in your right mind, Lucio." Before the ex-count could answer, Liam crossed his arms and continued : "WELL, at least I can talk necromancy with them without being berated for it !! I just... I mean I guess I just need a friend with... I just need a friend who's a little different !"

"Just say you're into demons, Liam" Portia said, looking at him deadpan. Liam looked back at her with the same expression. "... Ok fine, I guess I have weird penchants." he replied.

And on that really weird note, the group tried to come back to a normal conversation. Which they succeeded in doing, surprisingly enough, despite the slight feeling of unease and disbelief still hanging in the air.

Later that night, Julian lay beside Liam in bed, looking at the ceiling. The silence was both uncomfortable and at the same time none really wanted to speak. But Julian did nonetheless :

"... so do I have to grow horns to turn you on or...?"

Liam's cheeks flushed red and he playfully threw a pillow at him, drawing a genuine laugh out of the doctor.

[inlovewithpandora]

- Pretty -

Pairing: Earth!42 Miles x fem!reader

Request: [ @yagirlheree ] Hii love! I'm here for a astv request (and can't wait to see how the tsutey req will turn out!!) What about Miles 42 × Fem! Reader and they're like best friends, but Miles has feelings for her but never shows them cause they do stuff that friends do. One day they're sitting at the park and reader is amused by the nature and she takes pictures of the parts that she finds beautiful. And Miles hits her with his corny ass pickup line(which i love) and it's something like: "You taking pics of pretty stuff? Can I take a picture of you then?" And she hands him the phone/camera (whatever you'd like it to be) and then realises he just called her pretty. So she's like 'did you just call me pretty?' And he smirks and takes the picture of her all flustered and then the confession part, just do it however you'd like, and they start to dateee <3 extremely fluffy since miles has such a soft spot for reader when theyre all alone. Plus i hope this is detailed <3 love uuu

Synopsis: Watching you explore the wonders of nature made Miles decide to make a pass at you, hoping it goes the way he plans.

Content: Aged!up Miles, reader being a nature lover, implied mutual pining, fluff, Miles being a softie and extra fluffy, love confession, first kiss, best friends to lovers trope, new relationship, no use of y/n, use of pet name(s)

Author’s Note: Nadia ty for requesting! This was detailed enough and I loved writing it! Love you babes, I hope you enjoy and that it meets your expectations❤️!

Word Count: 735

Glossary: princesa - princess

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As Miles sat on the park bench, you walked around taking pictures of anything that engrossed your attention. “Look, Miles, they have my favorite plant!” A squeal of excitement passed through your lips as you took out your Polaroid camera and took a picture of the flowers in front of you. You were so excited to see all the different flowers and plants that were scattered around the park, while Miles was just scrolling on his phone, every so often looking up at you, sporting that childlike smile on your face.

Miles always loved that about you, how you would get excited over the smallest things and how you would go into a frenzy if you discovered a new flower that you found beautiful. As you wandered through the park, Miles couldn’t keep his eyes off you. He’s always thought you were beautiful, but he never said anything because he felt like the relationship between you was “too platonic” for you to feel the same about him.

Every time he felt like he should confess his feelings, he let his brain override his heart, but today he decided to say something subtle, just to test the waters. “Since you’re takin’ pictures of pretty stuff can I take a picture of you next?” You turn around and see him stand behind you, no longer sitting on the bench.

You hand him the camera, not fully processing his words until he was about to snap the picture. “Wait, Did you just call me pretty?” You’ve never heard him say anything affectionate toward you before, so it took you by surprise when you finally understood what he said.

A smirk grew on Miles' face upon hearing your surprised expression. Instead of replying to your question, he continued the act of taking the picture. “Say cheese, princesa.”

As you posed for the picture, your face began to heat up and a flustered smile spread across your cheeks. Once the picture developed, Miles looked at in awe, your beauty was unmatched in his eyes.

When he handed you the picture, he finally decided to answer your question. “Yes I called you pretty because that’s what you truly are. I’ve always thought you were to be honest. I’ve developed feelings for you since we became friends but I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.” Miles began to rant, sounding and looking vulnerable, which made your heart melt given he’s not the type of person who wears their heart on their sleeve. “Basically what I’m saying is…” he gets a little closer and cups your cheek while taking a deep breath, “I want us to be more than friends.”

“Miles, I never realized your feelings ran deeper than friendship.” You always had a place in your heart reserved for Miles, but you never thought you would be able to let him in because you assumed he didn’t like you back, but now, that thought has dissolved.

“So what do you say? Do you wanna give us a chance?” His eyes scanned your facial expressions as he spoke, hoping that you would give him the answer he was hoping for.

“Yes, I wanna give us a try. I love the idea of ‘us’!” You flashed him a bright loving smile, feeling a joyous sensation rise inside you knowing that you had Miles as a best friend and a lover.

As you and Miles look at each other with eyes filled with love and warmth, both of you unknowingly begin to lean into each other and both of your lips synchronized and explored the other. His lips were soft and the kiss was fiery. Being in his warm embrace and his hands resting on your hips made you want to melt into a puddle.

Once the two of you pulled apart, you couldn’t help but grin at him as your cheeks burned from giddiness. Miles thought it was adorable the way you lit up after the kiss. “We should take a picture, to commemorate this moment.” Miles nodded in agreement and raised the camera in front of you, and right before he hit the shutter button, he pressed his lips against your cheek, making you giggle.

When the picture developed, you grabbed it and showed it to Miles. “What do you think?”

“Beautiful, just like you, princesa.”

I hope you enjoyed❤️!

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[angeart]

Ange those teases D: What do you mean the server ADVERTISED ITSELF like that??? What do you mean PETS??? alksjdf

(previously ribbon anon but I think you knew that xD)

i mean 😇 that the server ✨advertises✨ itself like 🥰safe💕 for hybrids.

the server's advertisement isn't blaring and huge. it's actually pretty discreet. they do not want to pull in too much attention or scrutiny. it's more like... it's there for hybrids who might be in distress or in bad situations. looking for a safe place that feels somewhat private and tucked away, hard to track. aimed at hybrids that won't be missed. won't be searched for, if they were to disappear.

it's how this server keeps its steady supply. because they hunt down hybrids. it'd be no fun if they killed them all and then were left empty handed, right?

still, it's not a lot of hybrids coming in. it's quite sporadic. but it's enough to keep things going, (to keep things rare and valuable,) mixed with the populace that already struggles to survive.

some hybrids were born here, but some tumbled in, unknowing, expecting a new life.

instead, they found death.

nadia is one of the people who came to this server voluntarily, expecting something else. and now she can't leave. but she's going to do the best with what she has, and she's determined to carve out something in this world. to show the others that there is another way to live, not just endless survival.

and so the vex commune was born <3

while nadia can somewhat understand better where grian and scar are coming from and what makes them so wildly different from everyone else here, kane and nico have no concept of a different world. they are bewildered by the stories and snippets whenever the duo provides anything, soaking it up with rapt curiosity.

for a long time, it's just scar's mentions of outlandish things such as "moo vees" and kane's absolutely terrifying understanding of what a cat is (or, in his mind, a cat-monster).

but they do eventually talk, breaching the topic and memories of hermitcraft. things they avoided thinking about for months, due to sheer raw pain of loss and hopelessness that's now so wretchedly tied in with them.

and yet here they are, sitting on a blankety mess of a nest, surrounded by newly forged bonds and hard-fought safety. and they end up telling nico and kane about pranks and mycelium and build offs. about abundant resources, overflowing chests, mansions and shopping districts and diamond thrones. about endless chances and respawns and wars that are started for fun. about demise and how everybody died but nobody did.

about falling in love in a world that doesn't hurt.

--

as for the question about pets. well. you see. some people are connoisseurs and collectors and want to display their wealth in different ways. exotic pets, instead of pet parts. fun!!

listen, i heard of the game called Flock and i had to check it out. and then i instantly yoinked the idea of a magical flute that charms and brainwashes birds to follow you. and then threw angst at it until it turned into something awful <3

we'll see all that unfold in the part V of mimic arc :3 so look forward

and yeah yes i knew <3

[thecraftymagician]

Hi there! Arcana brainrot has had me in a chokehold recently, so I wanted to ask: How do you think the m6 would react to the reader's family being racist and/or misogynistic? I've been getting into conflict with my parents on stuff like that a lot recently (especially the misogyny bc even tho I'm a guy, I'm trans, so comments like that are directed towards me a lot) and the idea of my blorbos putting them in their place makes me happy. I completely understand if your not comfortable with it tho

First off, I am so sorry you're going through this. The society we live in right now is utter insanity and it's extremely unfair especially when those who are meant to love and care for us most not only refuse but do the exact opposite. Sincerely, I just want to talk to them at a waffle house. I.. just wanna talk. I completely understand what you're going through and I am here for you, Anon!!! (This is one of those ones where there is bleed-through. All of the M6 have trouble understanding how your family can be so different from you and desperately want to take care of you. I just worded it a bit differently for each and may have left that out a bit for a few, but I assure you it is a given. Your comfort characters love you very much and want what's best for you!!)

Warnings & Clarifications: For everyone's safety, comfort, and wellbeing I will not be going into the specifics of the topics mentioned. At most there will be hints of what may have been said by Reader's family and/or friends. TW: Implied R*cism, Implied H*m*phobia, Implied M*sogyny, Implied B*gotry, Implied etc.

M6 w/ Apprentice's Hateful Family:

Asra 💜

(Directed at them by the family)

They freeze and there's a brief silence before their eyes narrow as they ask for clarification. Did they.. really just say that?

Depending on the response they may have the patience to attempt to put the family in their place with respect for you but they have no qualms about just grabbing your hand and walking away.

They're confused and hurt but know that it's not your fault in the slightest. They are their own people and adults at that who unfortunately made awful choices outside of having you as a child. Even so, how far the golden apple fell from such a rotten tree is astonishing in the best possible way and they are truly grateful.

They will try not to let it get to them but will still confide in you with reassurance that it's not your fault and they don't see you any differently.

(Directed at reader by the family)

Instantly their hand is holding yours firmly, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed.

Through gritted teeth they let the family know that it is time they leave. Any protest from them is met with a glow of purple irises as Asra readies a spell, though they're not sure exactly what.

As soon as they're able, they get you as far away from your family as they can and somewhere comfortable. Immediately they check in on you and get anything you might need, even if it's just a big long hug.

They can't begin to imagine what it was like living in the household but they know it was difficult for you and they want to be there for you as much as possible.

Nadia 💖

(Directed at her by the family)

Her shock lasts milliseconds before morphing into her signature scowl. "I beg your pardon." It is not a question or a suggestion.

If they have the gaul to continue, she allows herself to interrupt and cut them off. In no uncertain terms she all but tells them to go to hell in a hand-basket in the most eloquent way that one may even look forward to the journey.

She will attempt to continue the meeting for your sake but if they refuse to play nice or have made you uncomfortable they are asked to take their leave, even if it's not at the palace. Surely the display in public would send them off, tails between their legs.

Unfortunately, this isn't the first time she's dealt with something like this and she suspects it will be far from the last. It doesn't affect her as much as it used to, the worst of it being from your family and them embarrassing you in the process. She will also confide in you but make sure you do not worry about her as you are her main concern.

(Directed at reader by the family)

The air shifts instantly with palpable tension. For a brief moment, Nadia composes herself to address you directly, placing a tender kiss on your hand. "My dear, would you mind if I spoke to your.. family.. alone?"

Once she's certain you are safe and out of the room, the doors are shut. Her glare is enough to turn them to stone where they stand as she rips into them. Her words are far from pretty but she couldn't care less.

She makes it well known your place in her life and how she would spare nothing to keep you safe and happy.. even if that be exile, among other things.

After their departure, she finds you immediately and does whatever you require whether that's a hug, a good cry in her arms, talking, or ignoring the whole thing for now. She reassures you of your safety and makes sure you smile once more.

Julian 🖤

(Directed at him by the family)

It takes a moment for what they said to hit him. He blinks owlishly at them as he tries to wrap his mind around it and the complete contrast to you. He might ask for clarification out of.. respect.

When they continue his shock turns to a stern, calm anger. "..I see." He enlightens them with the fact that he owes them nothing nor anyone else for that matter, something you taught him. If they have a problem, that is awful for them plain and simple.

If they continue he will excuse you both curtly before escorting you away from them. He's still calm but silent. He's hurt because it's your family but what he said is true. What you and his own friends/family think of him matters more than anything else.

Even so he may need some reassurance. He might know all of that but he still struggles with his insecurities. He wants to make sure he did right by you in case you want your family in your life still.

(Directed at reader by the family)

His eyes narrow as he pulls you behind him, putting himself between you and your family. With his jaw clenched, his words flow with venom and purpose.

He's not above berating anyone no matter the time or place for hurting you but he'd rather not have a physical fight with them if he doesn't have to.

As soon as he's finished lashing out at them he turns on his heel and guides you away, holding you in his coat so they don't see you and vice versa.

As soon as you are somewhere safe, he frets over you and makes sure you are okay. He will try to distract you first to take your mind off it unless you want to talk immediately. If there is anything he can do for you, it will be done.

Muriel 💚

(Directed at him by the family)

While he's been used to harsh words, it is different for him coming from your family. He knows that you don't reflect their words and vice versa in the moment. Even so, he doesn't feel the need to respond with words.

Instead his initial shock melts into an intense glare, allowing the heavy silence.. and his intimidating presence.. to do the work for him. Needless to say, they do not continue.

In any case, they've said enough so he gently takes your hand and walks away from them. He will remain silent for a while before he feels comfortable saying anything.

It's weird that you could be so different from them but he's very glad of it. In another aspect, you make him feel safe, secure and loved. He couldn't be more grateful, even if he has trouble showing that sometimes.

(Directed at you by the family)

He has already taken a few steps forward into their space before they finish their sentence, eyes boring down into them. With all his rage, he can only think of one thing to say. "Leave."

They likely do as he says without a second thought. Scaring people off isn't something he's too keen on now but it needed to be done for your sake.

He'll collect himself as quickly as he can so he's able to tend to you, taking you elsewhere if needed.

It might be difficult for him to articulate the care he wants to convey to you, his bear hugs say plenty.

Portia 🧡

(Directed at her by the family)

She physically takes a step back at first before she squares her shoulders and looks them dead in the eye, letting them have it. Unfortunately, she knows a thing or two about belittling and bullying but lucky for her they aren't Nadia's guests. Even if they were she knows there's no way she'd get into any trouble for her actions.

She's not afraid to walk closer into their space and point/poke at them as she verbally lays into them. Her language is a bit less colorful than her brother's but she's not going to play nice unless she has to. They've certainly lost her respect currently and are undeserving of it.

If they try to continue she will talk over them, continuing to roast them until she's finished. She'll tell them off one last time with a huff before taking your hand in hers and leaving them.

She might vent about it more but she knows it's not your fault and makes sure you don't worry about it. They're their own people and they just so happen to suck but clearly, that has nothing on you.

(Directed at you by the family)

Before they can finish their sentence, she's cut them off, marching forward to get in their face. She readies a punch but stops herself short.

She's not afraid to throw one or hurt them but she is afraid of hurting you further. Even though their flinch was satisfying, she takes in a breath before taking a step back. "You're not even worth it."

Returning to you, she wraps an arm around your shoulder protectively before turning to them over her shoulder to tell them how awful they are in comparison to you. It's shameful of them.

She takes you to a safe space all the while asking if you're alright and if there's anything she can do right now to help. She feels guilty about being so intense but she just can't stand anyone speaking to or about you that way, especially those who should love you.

Lucio 💝

(Directed at him by the family)

His first instinct is to scoff at them. Clearly, they don't know him or anything about him to have that kind of blatant audacity.

He quickly lets them know as such, insulting them verbally each time they attempt to cut him off. All the while he takes slow deliberate steps toward them, putting himself between you.

The rant is ended with the fact that even if they had the decency to apologize he couldn't bring himself to accept it. They should, however, apologize to you because a slight on his honor is a slight on yours but he's sure they've already said enough.

He escorts you away, having said his peace, and takes you somewhere with a nicer atmosphere. Sure he is a bit hurt that your family could say such things but he himself knows a thing or two about rough families. He knows you don't think that way and that's all that really matters to him.

(Directed at you by the family)

"Excuse me?" before they can respond he has closed the difference between them, hand on the hilt of his sword.

When he speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper but judging by their faces.. it wasn't the most pleasant. They back away from each other and his eyes pierce through them as he grins.

When he makes his way back to you, his gaze softens as he guides you away to safety. He holds your hand, explaining later that he was fighting every urge to not turn back around and start a fight to defend you. But.. if you did want that later, he absolutely would.

As much as he's still livid, he's able to put it aside, for now, to take care of you. Anything you need, anything he can do for you; name it and it is yours.

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Wash

Set early in Act 3, Beatrice, having dispatched several shapeshifters, needs a bath. Zevlor offers to assist. SFW.

As always thanks to @notyournhaama for inspiration <3

“By the watching gods, what happened?” Zevlor exclaimed upon seeing his lover enter his new private, thank goodness room at the temple in Rivington. Beatrice was caked in so much blood that it even stood out in her reddish black curls. Still somehow in that ponytail of hers. She must be using magic, surely? “Are you hurt?”

Please. Please not her. Please.

She shook her head, brown eyes tired but not sad. Good. “No, it’s the shapeshifters I killed in a Harper safehouse. Don’t worry---one Harper survived, and he’s going somewhere safe. But now,” she pulled off her gauntlets and put them in the spot Zevlor pointed to. Next to my armor, such as it is. Bea said she wants to withdraw gold for me so I can get something better, but…I’m a proud man. “We have to find Minsc. The Minsc. I can’t believe it.” Beatrice glanced at him as she reached blindly the buckles on her armor. Absolutely not, darling.

“What? The entire situation or that Minsc is your next quarry?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, gently pushing her hands away as he undid the buckles.

“Everything. But for right now, I really need a bath, love. I am, for lack of a better word, stinky. Dirty. Smelly.”

Still perfect in every way. “Of course, darling. I’ll get—”

She wrinkled her nose and giggled. How utterly charming she is! “Gale taught me a spell to fill a tub with warm water. Isn’t that amazing!” With the chest piece removed, she and Zevlor then focused on her bottoms and boots. “So you don’t have to do anything.” Beatrice sighed as she removed her undershirt and stepped out of her boots and trousers. He placed them with her chest piece and then pulled a large tub from the corner next to a chair.

“Let me wash you at least, pulchra. You needn’t do anything either.” You do enough for everyone. Your companions. Me. My people. There are so many better suited for you than me, and yet it is me you want. Me you love. He watched in awe as she muttered the spell and within moments, the tub was filled with warm water. “You clever little thing…”

She chuckled as she stepped into the tub. “It’s Gale’s spell! I just did it. You know,” she settled into the tub fairly well. She doesn’t look too cramped. I grabbed the largest one they would allow. “He thinks I’m a sorcerer.”

“Oh?”

“Mhm. Because I’m so naturally good at magic. He said once this is all over, he would help me with spells and such if I want.” She smiled, watching him lather a sponge and then he began washing her shoulders. “I think I do. Having better control of my magic isn’t a bad thing.”

He nodded, focusing on cleaning her. Gods, she is so beautiful. Covered in freckles, soft, buttery skin, curves upon curves… “And what’s next?”

“Tomorrow we’re going to Wyrm’s Rock, and hopefully we can find Duke Ravengard and Counselor Florrick. Then, if all goes well, we’ll be going into the city proper. I think…I think we might try the Elfsong Tavern and see if they have rooms for us to use now that we’re here. My house obviously is not big enough for this bloody group!” She laughed and then dunked her head to wet her hair. When she surfaced, she grinned. “You should stay there, Zev. My room, unlike Nadia’s, is actually clean and—”

“Pulchra, we talked about this. I’m not leaving here until this is all over. Then, and only then, will I go home with you.” I must make amends. I am making amends.

She smiled ruefully. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”

“Never, darling. But the point still stands. I appreciate the offer, but I must do this.” When he finished washing one arm, he moved to the next.

“Yes. I…I won’t bring it up again.” She wrinkled her nose. “Stubborn.”

“I won’t deny it. However, so are you, my dear.”

Her fingers brushed against his hand; her expression soft. “But you love me for it as I love you for it. The others…they told me to stay here tonight. With you. Apparently, they had a meeting about it, which I have to say is deeply embarrassing.” She laughed a little, lathering her hands to do her chest as he prepared to wash her hair. “I suppose I’ve been rather obvious, but I can’t help it. For better or worse, I’m very easy to read. That is to say, you’ve been on my mind a lot.”

Closing her eyes, Zevlor lathered shampoo for her hair. A spare bottle from the Grove she brought with her the other day. “We have plenty, and you don’t have any. Please take it.” Oh, my love. You are far too kind. “Is that so?” He murmured, massaging her scalp slowly. “In what way, pulchra?”

Without opening her eyes, a faint smile tugged on her pretty lips. “Every way. But that’s for another night, I think. I just want you to hold me tonight…if that’s okay?”

“Always, my love. My light. My heart. If I could hold you forever, I would.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Infernal, Zev?”

Oh.

“You can rinse now, darling. I’ll tell you in a moment.” He watched her rinse her hair with fondness. Which I often feel around her. Fondness. Adoration. With no small degree of desire. When she sat up, he took one of her wet hands in his. “I said, ‘Always my love. My light. My heart. If I could hold you forever, I would.’” Bending, he placed a kiss on her forehead. “Now, you wash your privates, and I’ll grab a towel for you.” The largest one they have. My pulchra is a goddess and deserves no less.

When she was finished, he wrapped her in the towel when she stepped out of the tub. Neither spoke until they were as comfortable as possible in his bed. Curled against his side, her head rested on his shoulder.

“When this is all over,” she said after several minutes. “I’m telling my temple I’m hanging up my sword. I have a different calling now, which My Lady supports wholeheartedly.” She scooched up a little so that her face was inches from his. “It’s you, in case you’re wondering. You’re my calling.”

Zevlor reached for her freckled cheek and stroked it gently. “Me?” How? How can her calling go from a goddess to me?

She kissed the tip of his nose and laughed. “Yes, Zev. You. If you’ll have me, of course. Wouldn’t want to—”

His lips crashed into hers while the hand on her cheek traveled down to her hip. “I love you,” he panted when he broke the kiss. She’s panting too. Good girl. “I want you. I-I don’t have a ring.” He sighed. I have nothing but myself.

And yet that is all she wants.

Beatrice smiled tiredly, the events of the day finally catching up to her. “It’s okay. We can figure that out later, love.” She then rolled over, and he held her from behind with his tail curling around a soft thigh. “Don’t worry, Zev. Your uxor is going to take care of you…”

He was stunned as he felt her breathing even and drifted to sleep.

Uxor? She remembered?

As sleep was about take him, he prayed to whatever god who will listen to an oathbreaker’s plea. Please keep her safe. I promise to devote myself to her for the rest of my days---to protect her, to love her, to cherish her, to give her everything she deserves.

I swear it.

Something inside him awakened.

My oath.

My oath is restored.

For you, my dearest love, I will fight alongside you one last time as a Hellrider once more.

[linkito]

Link, Liiiiiiiink What did Ange mean by Nadia making an effort to make the village safer for the birb? You said this used to be a human village? ....Was it still a human village when the Vex moved in or was it abandoned? -🎀

Why, I’m glad you asked !!

So, first of all, the village was occupied by humans up until the vex took over. It was a violent take over. They ran the humans straight out of there and they defended it until it was just deemed “not worth it” by humans to reclaim it.

Not to say there aren’t still attacks, but it’s a village overrun with vex warriors. Do you really want to pick that battle?

as long as there’s nothing in that village worth risking their lives over…like an insanely high bounty or something. hmmm.

But that’s not the question at hand here! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

So, I’ve been given permission to tease the heck out of this here— the Red Haze.

Now I won’t get into all of the juicy details. Those will come eventually! Buuuuuut, the Red Haze is a very dangerous spore found in this world!

The name is, of course, a reference to the Life Series, specifically fandom’s interpretation of Red Lives having a sort of natural bloodlust. Now, the Life Games don’t exist in hhau, but that doesn’t mean Ange and I don’t make reference to them constantly. For enrichment! ❤️

When someone comes into contact with the spores from the Red Haze, they are overcome with a desire to draw blood, possibly even to consume it. They grow increasingly violent and as those desires get indulged, some say their eyes begin to glow a faint and eerie red.

It’s incredibly dangerous.

But not to vex.

It’s our way of nodding to the fact that Scar, the first red name of the Life Series, was not all that violent. Chaotic, yes, of course, but that’s just Scar.

Vex are immune to the Red Haze. And because of that, they actually farm and harvest the spores to use as a weapon against humans. After all, the Haze effect is impartial. It can turn humans against each other. It can destroy a human infantry from within before they can even organize an attack!

But Grian, an avian, is not immune to those spores.

So that’s what we meant by Nadia making the place safer for an avian. She takes it upon herself to move their farm when Grian and Scar discover it.

Thankfully, it’s all moved before any incident can arise.

This time.

Obviously, there was a prior incident that happens before Grian and Scar came to the commune, but you’ll just have to wait to hear all the awful details of that. 💕💖

[sweetestlittledarling]

The Chubby Bunny Challenge

Description: A bit of a head cannon about a silly competition while the team is on a camping trip. Who will win the challenge?

Note: So, this again is more of a head cannon so not fully written out. I just was thinking about competitions, and I came up with this silly idea. Written for @vesuviaweekly's prompt: Just a Little Healthy Competition.

Camping out in the fields of the south was an exciting experience. They all would sit around the fire, look up at the stars and share stories. There was also the toasting of marshmallows, which of course gave Lark ‘a great idea’. They could play ‘chubby bunny’.

              Sparrow and Robin: No.

              Lark: Aw come on guys! It will be a lot of fun!

              Sparrow: Yeah, for you maybe.

              Robin: Lark, have you forgotten how badly this ended last time?

              Portia: Okay now I have to know what Chubby Bunny is!

              Lark explains that the game is simple: Two people take turns putting a marshmallow into their mouth and then saying the words ‘chubby bunny’. If the player can’t say the words in a clear enough voice, then they are out.

              Lark: I am current reigning champion *grins*

              Sparrow: And I was the reigning champion of getting very sick after all that fluff! I still barely look at one without being ill.

              Robin: As the person who had to take care of her, I concur. I am out.

              Portia: Well, I think it sounds like fun!

              Julian: As do I, though I think as a medical professional it’s not a good idea to over do it on anything, especially sugar.

              Lark: *Cocking eyebrow* Or salty bitters.

              Julian: That was in the name of saving the city, though I confess I too have not been able to look at one without being ill.

              Muriel sits out as he’s not too big into sugar and Volta wishes to play but she only ends up eating the marshmallows instead. Lark gives her a bag of her own which she happily munches on. With Robin and Sparrow sitting out, the contestants are Asra, Nadia, Julian, Portia, and Lark.  Julian goes against his sister but looses when he nearly chokes on one accidentally. Asra and Lark face off, but Lark pulls though when Asra concedes (he could have won but figures it’s more fun to watch the games). Lark goes against Portia next and manages to win again though it’s a close one. It comes down to Lark and Nadia, who actually hadn’t gone yet.

              Surprisingly it’s a pretty heated battle with both contestants filling their mouths to near bursting with the fluffy white. But amazingly Nadia wins, with a clear pronunciation of the famous words.

              Lark: *Taking deep breaths after expelling all the marshmallows* Wow, Nadia…that was…amazing…How were you able to do that?

              Nadia: It’s simple my dear Lark, as a child I was forced into many an hour of dictation class. I was made to study language and speech, and often times my tutors would bring something to hold in my mouth so I could work on my pronunciation-

              Lark: Wait, don’t tell me they would use-

              Nadia: *Smiling triumphantly* Marshmallows? Why yes, they did.

[a-halo-for-you]

Grishaverse Tribute

I'm pissed. I'm vengeful. I'm going to march on Netflix.

The cancellation is uncalled for, now all we will see in return for the snubbing of one of the best series on Netflix, with one of the best fandoms, cast and creators another stupid documentary glorifying a serial killer, another shitty teen show with no plot but plenty of sex (because sexualizing children will be something they always get away with), and another over-marketed pointless action film with some former boxer or wrestler leading it who can't really act more than one type of nice-buff guy.

In my mournful and restless vengeful spirit, I have come up with another playlist dedicated to the Grishaverse, the fans, the cast and Leigh Bardugo. This breaks their hearts so much because we know how excited and passionate they were about telling this story, and to think now so many won't be able to go on and live their beloved characters through to the end. I can't stand it.

"None of this had been fated; none of it foretold. There had been no prophecies of a demon king or a dragon queen, a one-eyed Tailor, Heartrender twins. They were just the people who had shown up and managed to survive. But maybe that was the trick of it: to survive, to dare to stay alive, to forge your own hope when all hope had run out. For the survivors then, Zoya whispered to herself as the people before her knelt and chanted her name. And for the lost." - Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

I got to dream through them, Shadow and Bone saved my Covid years, when I was alone in a dorm learning online, unable to be with anyone else, with no friends and no family. I had little to no confidence and was stuck in a place that scared me. But then I had Shadow and Bone, I had these amazing characters and when I dove into the books, I found so much more. (A found family is my favourite literary trope for a reason.)

“Kaz leaned back. "What's the easiest way to steal a man's wallet?" "Knife to the throat?" asked Inej. "Gun to the back?" said Jesper. "Poison in his cup?" suggested Nina. "You're all horrible," said Matthias." - Leigh Barugo, Six of Crows

This is a playlist for all of us who are mourning and for all of us willing to fight on. I've seen petitions already posted on change.org, lets sign them all, share them all and try our best to change this while we can. Warrior Nun got their season 3. Who says we can't? Who says we shouldn't? Brick by Brick we will build our season 3, or we'll go down trying.

“Have any of you wondered what I did with all the cash Pekka Rollins gave us?" "Guns?" asked Jesper. "Ships?" queried Inej. "Bombs?" suggested Wylan. "Political bribes?" offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. "This is where you tell us how awful we are," she whispered.” - Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

Pardon the ecclectic taste of this long playlist, but there are so many types of song that I feel fit the plot, the charcaters and themes as well as their relationships to each other. This has sparked inspiration in me to create more playlists catering to the Grishaverse and I'll do that alongside my usual playlist posts.

I would also like to say that this playlist isn't just mine, it's for everyone and I would love for any fans of the show or books to let me know if they have any songs that they love to be added to the playlist and I will do so.

There are over 60 songs on this playlist, so I'm not going to write them all here for obvious reasons, I hope none of you mind that.

For our founding mother Leigh Bardugo. For the Six of Crows; Kaz Brekker, Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey, Wylan Van Eck, Nina Zenik, Matthias Helvar. For our S+B crew; Alina Starkov, Malyen Oretsev, The Darkling, Baghra Morotzova, Nikolai Lantsov, Zoya Nazyalensky, Genya Safin, David Kostyk, Tolya Yul-Bataar, Tamar Kir- Bataar, Nadia and Adrik Zhabin.

Let the revival of Season 3 be our final grand mission.

Lets stream the show, post more art, more fanfics, more posts, more petitions. Let's fight for what we can.

No Mourners, No Funerals.

'Yuyey sesh'

'Ni weh sesh'

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Based off of the mini hcs you did for deaf MC hear the M6's voices for the first time, what about M6 who are deaf (or hard of hearing) hearing MC's voice (properly) for the first time? And maybe if they were born that way or lost their hearing later in life? Mini hcs ofc, but I might ask for full hcs once their open(if I can remember or catch it at the right time)

The Arcana Mini-HCs: Deaf!M6 hear MC for the first time

Julian: startled, of course, because you didn't sound the way he expected you to, and then grabbing you by both hands and pulling you closer because you sound even better and he needs more

Asra: waits until you two are alone somewhere quiet because they want to savor the moment. stays almost motionless, just staring at you wide-eyed while he drinks in every word he's missed in awe

Nadia: will have you wait until she's ready to hear you speak, and then press kisses to your wrists and face in between her pauses to tell you to say more, say that again, say her name, say how much you love her

Muriel: honestly battling sensory overload when it first happens and can only really handle hearing you when you speak softly. so softly, in fact, that it surprises him how much gentleness there is to be heard

Portia: absolutely determined to hear as many different kinds of sounds from you as possible - shouting, whispering, laughing - and she's going to provoke as many of them out of you as she can

Lucio: this is reminding him all over again how valuable each of his senses are and making him more than a little sentimental (which is a little unusual). the first thing he wants to hear you say is his name

[vesuvianhermitcrabs]

THE ARCANA M6 WHEN YOU MISTAKE SOMEONE ELSE FOR THEM

One day when you're idling around the marketplace you lose your beloved in the crowd. You start to wander, looking around for them until you finally see them standing in the distance. You walk over, brushing up behind them affectionately before you realize, mortified, that this is in fact not your partner, but a complete stranger. Jerking back, you open your mouth to start explaining...

Asra

You seriously need to stop getting lost, MC, he was seriously worried— wait who are you talking to?

Briefly introduces himself to his clone before needing to crack up

No but genuinely how did this happen? You couldn't sense it was him? Did you actually sidle up to them like that? Ohh you're never hearing the end of this

Nadia

Relieved when she finds you (it's not like she was lost, but she was a little lost...)

Polite as ever with the elegant woman you mistook for her

As the three of you chat about that absolutely horrendous situation you can't help but notice that Nadia winds her arm around your waist and tugs you to her side

Fighting to keep in the laughter as you walk away

Julian

MC? Who's th— who's your devillishly handsome friend?

Starts chatting and bantering with the lookalike, they immediately hit it off

As you're walking away he sees you all embarrassed and pats you on the back

"Oh, don't worry MC. It happens to the best of us..."

Next time he gets publicly drunk he tells everyone near him that he met his own doppelganger (they don't even look that similar...)

Portia

Was about to tear up when she saw you brushing up behind that complete stranger

...until she realizes they're a complete carbon copy of her

Calls out and runs over to you, absolutely in awe with how physically similar she is to the lookalike

They're friends now :3

Laughs about the situation later, jokes about how you obviously have a type

Muriel

How the fuck did you find another Muriel. Either you're actually legally blind or he has a long lost brother because how many (nearly) 7 foot buff dudes do you see wandering around Vesuvia

Stares at you awkwardly, not sure how to respond

Patiently waits for you to realize and come back

If you're really embarrassed, he might quietly tease you a liiiiittle bit (this is followed by him immediately crashing out)

Lucio

Woah what are you doing cuddling up to that (wildly handsome) guy?

OH GOD MC STAND BACK IT'S HIS DOPPELGANGER HE'S GOTTA SLAY THEM DON'T LOOK— DON'T— SERIOUSLY

After you calmly explain he awkwardly slides the sword away and half heartedly apologizes

The other guy quickly walks away and you're pretty sure Lucio sneaks a glimpse at his ass while he does so...

[totally-not-here-for-the-smut]

would love to hear how the M6 handle an apprentice with a hypersomnia disorder 💛💛 someone who struggles with a lot of excessive sleepiness but really tries to push through it

Oooh, thanks for the prompt, I love it! As you didn't specify the spicy level, I'll assign ♤♡◇♧ randomly to the characters

Cracking my knuckles because it's something that hits home// The spicyness key is ◇neutral/random/funny,♡romantic/physical affection, ♧fluff/light smut,♤big dongs

So here it comes ~~~

~The hypersomniac apprentice~

~♡~

As soon as you open up to her about it, Nadia has you treated for your sleep disorder right away. Julian is sent for, and he has your treatment started by having you to keep a diary to track your sleeping, eating and exercising habits, dreams, mood, and of course any periodic cycles you may have. When he gave you the little red-line notebook, you saw an idea twinkling in Nadia's eyes, but forgot to investigate further. Shortly after, you started noticing that the palace staff you interact the most all had a tiny jade-green, golden ruled notebook with them. You wanted to ask her about it this afternoon while having tea on the veranda, but you had one of your hypersomnia episodes. When you wake up, Nadia brushes your hair from your sleepy face, greeting you with a smile. "I hope your sleep has been refreshing", she says, "in the meantime, I kept some notes for you". She handles you one of those little green notebooks that is filled, to you surprise, with little useful notes about what were you two talking about it, your immediate future agenda, the time you spent asleep and a little recap of everything that has happened.

You meet her loving gaze, speechless. "I recall how embarrassing was to ask people to fill me in on what happened during my long sleep", she explains. "I felt so cut out on the world, confused and distressed". She brushes your hand. "I made sure you will never feel as lost as I did".

~◇~

You really did try to push through this episode. Lucio looked so caught up in the game you were playing, so genuinely happy. You didn't want to let him down... but you see, trying to push through hypersomnia is awful it truly is folks, worst thing and hardly possible. Your eyelids are heavy and your neck isn't holding your head anymore. You try to rest your head against the sofa to avoid the telltale head-falling...

...but when you wake up you realize it wasn't a good idea. The lights are down, the room empty, and Lucio...? Nowhere to be seen. Your heart shrinks with guilt. You will have to apologize to him.

"Not many people know this, but Lucio has troubles sleeping. Eventually, the weight of his deeds fell upon him, robbing him of his sleep. At the beginning he started using narcotics to fall asleep, but Julian caught him immediately and made sure to put a hasty end on the dangerous habit.

Now Lucio slips into your bedroom with some dumb excuse ("thought you wanted some water" "hey, I had this WILD dream" "I'm horny") just to lay with you as you fall asleep. Watching your serene face as you sleep helps him to soothe his sleepless nights and find some kind of peace."

If you weren't so worried about letting him down, you would have put the pieces together and understood why he let you sleep -why he always lets you sleep.

~◇~

Portia knows about it, and find it so damn cute! Being the little mischievous fairy she is, she always puts you into situations where you will have troubles staying awake. This includes

getting the two of you seat for the opera in Nadia's box -this means you're next to her- and exchange giggling gazes with Asra. The three of you are the perfect partner in crime, but little did you know that you are their favorite victim.

Going stargazing with you and Muriel -he tells the BEST constellation tales and she knows that you love them and would give the world to stay awake - but joke's on her this time, for Muriel adores when his voices coddle you to sleep

Inviting you gardening in warm afternoons after some rich lunch, where she has an hard times refraining from laughing at your attempts to resist the sleep.

Today though, you realize she's doing it on purpose. In your hand there's a bunch of drawings she did of your cutest sleeping poses -they're on napkins, reciepts, grocery lists and god forbid Portia is this book from Nadia's library?!

~~~~~~~♧♤♧~~~~~~

I'll put the spicier ones (Julian, Muriel, Asra) in a reblog [THIS ONE] I'll flag as adult content :) you can alway find them from the Masterlist

Disclaimer: please remember that hypersomnia is a legit disorder that should be addressed by any means you have at hand. Don't get fooled by the "manageable" face it has: it may be caused by many underlying issues, from moderate avoidant anxiety to much more serious things. There's nothing wrong with choosing to live with it or thinking it's cute (i have it and i do), but if you do experience it, love yourself and investigate its causes! Remember, as an human being you're entitled to health.

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

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Summary: Httyd Whump Week 2024 Day 7. Set in a Modern AU, Sci-fi AU. Mind Full AU. Hiccup isn't entirely surprised when he wakes up again, his life saved. Unfortunately for him, his mother is done with him.

Warnings: Mind Control, Child Abuse

Rating: Mature

Dead Dove: No

Words: 638

Prompt: Free Day

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Toothless, Valka

Pairing: /

Author's Notes: Had this one left over from the Augusnippets challenge and I'm glad I finally get to post it. I'm still not done with this idea yet!

Enjoy!

-XOXOX-

Hiccup is only mildly surprised when he wakes up again after taking nearly an entire box worth of painkillers. Of course, it wouldn’t work. Of course, they stopped him. Even this, he couldn’t choose.

He’s lying on a bed in the medical bay, hooked up to a heart monitor, an IV, the usual. If he’d been allowed to feel, his body would probably feel awful after what he put it through. One probably wouldn’t be able to tell from looking at his face either. His stare remains the same.

There are sounds next to him and sluggishly he turns his head to find his mother getting up from a chair. Strange, she doesn’t tend to sit next to him when he has disappointed her.

“Do you realize what you tried to do?” She asks in the most frighteningly calm voice. There are Wingmaidens standing near the door, Atali is one of them. There is Nadia, Dina, still no sign of Minden, which gives him comfort. It means Astrid is safe, right?

To outsiders it would look like Valka’s question goes unanswered, but they know that isn’t the truth. Hiccup can’t talk, can’t properly write, can’t learn sign language either, so their entire communication is done through their link. And he tells her that he knows exactly what he did.

He was taking her toy away from her.

“I… know…” Just in case the Wingmaidens also needed to know. He feels a spike in his constantly present migraine. At least Toothless’ relief that he’s okay is poured into him. Hiccup can feel the fear he felt, his every thought telling him that he’s not mad, that he doesn’t blame him.

Valka sighs almost in resignation. First his betrayal and now this. She leans forward and grabs hold of the railings of the bed. There is not a single change in her son’s expression as he looks up at her, not that she should expect one. But when she finds no remorse on his end, she knows that it’s over. She lost his loyalty the second she made him and Toothless kill that man.

While he was running, while he was unarmed, while he was scared.

Hiccup won’t allow her to manipulate him again.

“It’s not your fault,” his mother is truthful as she tells him. “I never should’ve trusted you to begin with.”

Then she reaches a hand out and strokes his cheek, which he can’t even feel. It would’ve been a motherly gesture if it didn’t have such a possessive context.

“But there is still potential inside of you and I can’t let that go to waste. I’ll have to start over, but I’ll give yo u the rest you want,” in their shared “hivemind” Hiccup can tell exactly what she means to do and a bout of panic wells up. He’s not certain if it’s his own or Toothless’, who can follow this entire exchange.

Valka pulls that tiny remote from her pocket, the one that stopped his breathing before and it makes him wonder for just how long she’s been walking around with that thing. Did she pull it out for the first time when she realized he was breaking Astrid out? Did she have it as a precaution ever since he dealt so badly with that man’s death? Since his return? Or has it been there all along?

She presses a button in his view, she holds it up just for his benefit.

And suddenly he’s blacking out. A tiredness so overwhelming washes over him, it’s so strong that he falls asleep almost immediately, his eyes are slipping closed.

His last thoughts go out to his dragon, to the closest people he’s had to friends in his entire 20 years of life, and his father. Who he never got to see again, not even once.

[purplecritter]

Dragon Age: Vows and Vengeance (Ep. 5)

Official episode transcript here

My notes while I was listening under the cut… Spoilers ahead!

For anyone with emetophobia or gets grossed out by vomit, skip from 24:11 to 24:17 if you haven't already listened to the episode

“Holy maker in a bread pan” this is the real reason I listen to this podcast

kapok = type of tree, presumably tropical

“Taash says west, and if you know her as well as I, you'd know to take her word over a map” So what I’m hearing is, if Taash says jump from a bridge, I should jump 👍

Declan: “Her treasure hunting is an art, Lord Mondraine. And I assure you, her instincts are a thing of beauty” 🥰 Mondraine: “No, Declan, actually real art is beautiful and she and this place are not!” 😐😡I hate this guy

Taash 🤝 Bellara = threatening violence against the openly racist dudes

Bloodfire Stones = sacred rubies fabled to have been forged from the scales of a dragon, in the “Ancient Temple of the Lost Dragon”. “The shadows reveal the path to the Bloodfire” 

Nooo why is there no subtitles for the “foreign tongue” 😭 at least let me read the words :( (I want you to imagine now: me in the wiki page for qunlat, pausing and rewinding the episode to carefully piece together a translation word by word, only to then realize halfway through that there’s already a translation for the entire sentence because it’s a Qunari Prayer for the Dead said by Sten in DAO🤡) “Shok ebasit hissra. Meraad astaarit, meraad itwasit. Aban aqun. Maraas shokra. Anaan esaam Qun.” = “Struggle is an illusion*. The tide rises, the tide falls. But the sea is changeless. There is nothing to struggle against. Victory is in the Qun.” *illusion or deity. In this case, since it’s said near an altar to ��summon” a Temple, it’s possible that it’s intended more as the second meaning?

Ooooh Taash just casually has secret correspondence with the Orlesian nobles of the court? Woowieeeeee 

Come on Declan, all that “And what would you have me do? Mutiny against my friend?” for this? Not cool dude

Ah Drayden, never change

Pyramid? 🧐

I am once again loving the dynamic between Nadia and Drayden

THEY KNOW EACH OTHER? Did Nadia dabble with the LoF? Awww step aside Drayden, it’s Nadia’s turn to have a fun synergy with one of the Veilguard companions

“Remember our favorite dance, Nadia?” “The Dairsmuid two step? [...] As much as I'd love to, I'm in no condition to stage a jailbreak at this moment” they broke out of a prison in the capital of Rivain together?! (Psst psst Hollix in “Luck in the Gardens”, was in Dairsmuid)

Gamordan Stormrider was also in DAI in the Exalted Plains… And her location was unlocked after completing the war table mission “Gain Access to Ghilan'nain's Grove” 👀🫢

I’m assuming the qunlat that Nadia knows was taught by Taash? Awe

I JUST GOT SHIVERS. DID THEY CASUALLY PUT IN THE “IN HUSHED WHISPERS” SOUNDTRACK??? Timestamp is 21:42 in case anyone needs the info 

Drayden is afraid of spiders, can’t swim and gets seasick. They created the perfect nerd meowmeow I know people would go insane for them if they’re in the actual game

BONE SAND?

I actively avoided “kill dragons” missions in DAI but I like that Taash is not just skilled at hunting them but clearly knowledgeable about their habits/motivations etc. It feels more empathetic compared to The Iron Bull who just liked to kill them

“you're the one who brought daggers to a dragon fight” LMAO 

New Taash&Nadia lore drop: “we fought the undead in the tombs beneath Clagan's Hollow” (I wasn’t able to find any previous ref to this place, might be new!)

Taash not liking corpses. Destroying hearts of various interested Ingellvar Mourn Watch Rooks. Poor Manfred too lol

“I see your lightning, now feel my fire!” 😳 Taash don’t listen to those two you’re doing great

Yippee an episode finale that ended on a hopeful note!

I initially leaned more on Tal-Vashoth Taash, but as the episode went on I’m not so sure, they might be Vashot?

Btw no idea what to make of Taash saying the dragon is female because of her spine/coloration. Except that whoever wrote that part forgot that all winged dragons (not dragonlings or drakes) are female? That or the species underwent a major mutation these past 10 years lmao