#writing with Chari

[secretlyanimmortal]

Yan!Rival ?!

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> Ever since you were a kid, you were the top student- well- one of the top students. There was always this guy who you've hated his stupid guts since middle school. His stupid antics, stupid boasting persona, stupid everything!

> The worst part? He keeps annoying you like a maniac! From the friends you make to the grades you have, it's like he's always nitpicking and teasing you about everything since he's "better than you will ever be"

> For a few years you've been trying your best to ignore the situation. Staying as far away to his proximity as you can. But you can only go so far when your always in the same top class of the year.

> Even your things was not spared in his antics. Your favorite pen you used when you wrote a better essay? Oops! now it's broken. Your handkerchief you left after class? The next week it's on your desk with rips, marks and broken sewing with his initials on it. wait this wasn't the pattern on your handkerchief-

> No matter if you changed friend groups, seating arrangement in class, after school lessons, or even clubs- he's always there to flaunt his greatness and put you in the rank lower than him.

> Luckily for you, you got a scholarship into a prestigious private school far away from- How did he get into the same school as you?!

> Every day, you try your best keep your mouth shut from responding to his comments and smug smile (down right bullying if you ask me). Since he was popular and smart, most of the adults you tell think it's light teasing and brush your complaints off.

> Don't worry, he's the least of your worries since the school has more workload compared to other schools.Even if he spread stupid rumors about you sleeping with the principal to get into the school to begin with.

> Okay that's it. The day when you would have after school lessons was the day you would confront him about everything.

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part two if u guys want to :>

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

ephemeris goober copium 👌✨

[myalchod]

When she raises hers in return, all she can feel beneath it is cold unbroken glass. Investigating strange magic leaves Farah and Saul trapped on opposite sides of a mirror, with time ticking down while they try to unravel its secrets.

The first chapter of a multipart fill for @winxsource's WIPs and Chains event. You can thank @faytalepsy for the promise of an eventual happy ending, and @anne-in-dreamland for letting me screech at her.

[arrowfoxbus]

@tinysweetnight

ive stolen everybrick in your living room. its a matter of time before the walls collapse

[megacharicific]

Three. Five. Seven. Two.

Three. Five. Seven. Two.

There’s a looseness between the handle, in Three. It’s a bad blade. Talon knew that when he haggled for it with the urchin wearing the yellow raincoat. Still, he’s made it work until it was worth it.

He spots the indigo-cloaked figure is two intersections behind him, again. Unease. On the sewer-height low Noxian streets, the noxious namesake holds true. Talon wonders if Three can take the upcoming one.

The figure attacks before he can. Slight wind and whistling passes the nape of his neck when the day is clear and when there are no birds perched close to them. Talon digs a foot in the dirt and runs a sudden right turn. He leads the chase to a dead-end alley he trusts, and leaps onto the windowsill. The assaillant’s head enters the alley and Talon throws. Seven hits the thigh while the assassin slinks from Five. A shout.

They charge, cloak puffed around them like a cobra, the dagger strikes, a lightning-quick silver fang. Talon wields Three. It nicks as the blades meet. Talon leaps down, presses in, draws a line of blood along their dagger-arm. They take a step back and lose just enough balance. Talon stabs forward. His hand sinks halfway through the chest and leaves the knife there.

The body slides to the ground after it is done screaming, and Four protrudes from its chest. Talon leaves the scene with his hand soaked in blood.

[jenni3penny]

Hey Fox! Give me 1 and/or 11 for the 2023 fic asks?

What’s something new that you tried in a fic this year? How did it turn out and would you do it again?

While not necessarily new, I did write that one piece (Until the Time Comes) that only had a couple words of dialogue in it, and that was a fun exercise. I rely so much on dialogue for characterization, so it took some doing. 

What fic was the most satisfying to finish writing?

I think you know the answer to this already. 😆

Finishing what I affectionately called ‘the tour fic’ felt really great. It had been a long time since I'd done anything multi-chapter and planned out. 

‘We Can Take the World’ took all the awards in the Personal Favs category. 

[kaitlin-writes]

v.e. schwab (in conversation with Mark Oshiro) as part of their Addie LaRue tour. charis books. decatur, georgia. what an inspirational firecracker of a conversation. 🖤

[secretlyanimmortal]

> Always be nice to others (*^▽^*)/ > You never know who you'll befriend :3

Most immortals become the angsty “everyone I have ever loved is gone” kind of immortal. You, on the other hand, instead took it upon yourself to be a loving presence to entire generations of your chosen family, because they are descended from someone you once loved long ago.

[legilimenace]

WWTG - 8th of December, Archery Shooting

Orpheus' time at Winbourne had thus far been a bust. As much as he held affections for the Northmoors he did not endear to Amantha stepping on his toes during the welcome ball, and the croquet game went about as well for him as removing a niffler from a mountain of gold. But, fate seemed to smile on him and the rest of the Kenways as they glanced over at archery on the agenda. It seemed, at long last, he would be in his element.

As the guests headed over toward the arranged targets, Orpheus was flanked on either side by Charis and his sister. It seemed that he had been alone in his discomfort as both ladies and the rest of their combined family members had been nearly jubilant since the ball.

"Well I'm sure your spirits have now been lifted," Crescentia smiled as she looped her arm around his, the poinsettia red skirt of her dress gently swishing with each step taken to match his pace. "Dear Charis has told me you've been absolutely miserable. I admit I did notice your maudlin gaze in the gazebo...I was almost inclined to slip a potion in your glass, you know. There's a charming little legend I'd heard from the lady of the house about the magic of midnight proposals..." she chuckled and shared a side glance with Charis who rolled her eyes.

"You're carrying around love potions? Here??" Orpheus uttered in shock. His sister, ever the calculated risk-taker, would surely not dare to do something so bold and unconscionable. Not while they were here. Not when their father would've cautioned her against carrying her concealed stash with her for the weekend.

Crescentia feigned a guilty look, hovering her hand over her mouth with a wide-eyed stare. "Oh, did I say that aloud?" Callous yet amused, she let out a short gasp when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Orpheus is right, do try to be respectable," Charis added. "We don't need our hosts questioning a spiked cocktail."

"That's true, but they may instead question why it is that this one is such a great marksman after seeing his dreadful work with the mallet." Too hard, then too soft, and a few bumps in the terrain later that paved the way to disaster, and Orpheus had resigned from the game of croquet, earning a pat on the back from Oswin and Charis' father.

"Kenways don't play croquet," Orpheus grumbled. The two women laughed.

"That's a new one. Did you divine that from the runes?"

"I could've divined that from his playing," Charis grinned. "But I'm counting on your win this time. Planning on putting your hereditary 'gift' to the test, cousin?" Kenways had very few claims to fame, but an affinity with a bow was one that had persisted thanks to the work of one of their ancestors: a spell to make arrows fly straight. It had served them well across the years for discretion in the absence of wands, though many family members became accustomed to the item regardless, and Orpheus didn't take too kindly to the suggestion that he would have to cheat to succeed.

"I don't need any gift to hit a target, Charis. I think I can manage."

"I know you can. Go on, then. Earn your legacy; impress our hosts," she said, pointing to where Malcolm and Primrose stood not so far off.

With a gentle pat on the shoulder and a troublesome smirk, Crescentia retreated to her elder brother's side who had opted to sit on the sidelines for the competition. "Shame the family gift doesn't work on croquet balls," she whispered over her shoulder to Oswin. Although he didn't respond with more than a twitch of the mouth, their thoughts were aligned in a moment of sibling understanding. Even if it had, he wouldn't have used it.

Charis had taken it upon herself to converse with Primrose and Malcom as Orpheus readied himself with a bow. He had previously displayed himself as rather awkward throughout his time at Winbourne, but the moment his stance has shifted into a confident alignment and his gaze was solidly focused on the target. His back heel nestled into the snow as he nocked an arrow, an air of calm proceeding his aim. And then....whoosh! The arrow was set loose and swiftly buried itself along the outer rim of the center circle.

"He may not look it, but Orpheus is rather grand at archery," Charis praised, gently applauding the shot with gloved hands. Perhaps, she considered, some damage control was necessary after he had fumbled to truly promote himself in an acceptable manner. "Fancies himself a bit of a hunter but doesn't like to say it all too much. A shame, is it not?" She continued to watch as he then landed a bullseye. It seemed things were going both their ways, and she couldn't wait to receive her betted galleons from Crescentia...

Credit to @endlessly-cursed for the event (+ mentions of Primrose) & @gaygryffindorgal for Malcolm

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

*thinking about the SOS Chronicles kids* wait, oh no, Silas is that one you think is normal BUT NO, he might not have a dragon co-habiting his brain or be a cat-lizard child with anger issues, but that boy is not normal.

[secretlyanimmortal]

Yan! Classmate

> tiny note: would swearing count as a warning? it's prtty light too > ~ ms. Chari

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> Remember your first day in middle school? First impressions to new classmates are important! People always said that you give respect to be respected so you waved to your new classmates with a smile. But didn't you know you've sealed your fate the day you walked into that classroom?

> You were so sweet to everyone! Giving free notes you had, sharing stories to relate to people, and even talking to the quiet kids during break so they wouldn't feel left out! > That's at least how you've met him, scribbling on his notebook with stanzas and counting the syllables to his poems. You helped him find a friend group too, joining the literature club, and even making hangouts for you and his friends. > You've even helped in his homeworks and quizzes and he grew in popularity. The school basically knew you guys as a duo till high school. The tight-knit friend duo. > Yeah, but it's high school- what do you think was gonna happen? purely platonic???

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> "Just a friend"? Yeah right! Have you seen how his voice is more gentle when you're near? or how his eyes look at you softer than any other person he's met? You were cute too > It all changed when this one guy- wait how did he get your details? did you like this stranger? he isn't even from our school! why would you even interact with a weirdo-

> He's being distant from you, weird. Hey, at least he has a friend group he talks to, right? Even the teachers were asking you where your best friend was at this point, maybe he's just having a hard day. or week, or month.

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> You felt eyes staring directly into your soul, maybe you did something wrong? Seen after seen message- you felt incomplete without your buddy. > No worries! you have many friends- why are they ignoring you too- what's with the whispering when you walk? the peering eyes and the scowls on their faces when you smile past- this is getting too out of hand > One day, you were chatting with the guy that got your number, when your best friend classmate texted you. > Heyo dudez! whats up? > is it true? > wahts tru? > that you've been sharing school secrets to another school? > wtf NO!!!! whu would sy that??? > nothing, it's just that ur probably gonna get reported next week to the principal > wait who said that i was sharing anything?

> Hello??? dude.... is that why everyone is ignoring me?

> ??? hellO??!?!??#

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> Turns out, you've been the perfect victim to be framed of sharing private school information since you've been talking to that guy from another school. > You beg the principal, showing all of your messages even, yet they didn't believe you. Who would be this good at knowing how you chat? Why would anyone want you to be suspended anyways? > Great, now you're forced into your room, crying with your knees to your chest. Your parents didn't even care anymore- they just said you were grounded (they didn't even take your phone). > It's fine, you can talk to- wait why was he ignoring your calls? maybe he was having a festival at his school or a- > Oh he blocked you... > Well- now your alone. Stuck in your room for two weeks, your social life and battery completely destroyed, and your reputation ruined. > DING! > Yo are ya doing okay? heard u were suspended. > I can stay with u if you're not doing okay, u can vent to me

꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ > hhhhhhhgggggg should i even make a prt 2 for this? i haven't finished prt 2 for my yan!rival yet > rlly sry every1!!! im too busy Q-Q > ty for reading!! > ms. Chari out!

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

finally watched Wish and had a major brain blast

They’re besties now because I said so 💫

[myalchod]

Kiss prompt: Silrah + nr 36

Why hello there, neglected inbox! I'm so sorry I've been ignoring you. And I'm so sorry it took me freaking forever to write this one, Hillie -- hope you enjoy it! 💙

36. a kiss to give up control - [ also on AO3 ]

He watches as she paces the length of her office. The sound is so familiar he could play it from memory: heels a precise click against the wood, muffling slightly as she steps onto the carpet, then sharp once more before she reaches her desk, pivoting to start the process again. He knows exactly why she’s doing it — this only happens when she’s worked up about something — and he knows why just as well. How could he not, when he knows that today will deliver news that could change everything?

A year ago, this would have been alien to them both — but a year ago their world had not yet shattered. So much has changed; he need only look at her to see that made manifest, the elaborate twisted hairstyles and sleekly professional dresses she wears far more reminiscent of Solaria’s monarch than Alfea’s former headmistress. They suit her, but he wonders how much of her decision was born of distancing herself from Rosalind’s shadow. For such a small woman, their general still looms large over them all.

“What time is it?”

“Two minutes since you asked last.” He stretches out his legs, ignoring the glare she shoots him when he tucks one booted foot against the edge of the low coffee table. It’s good to know he can still get under her skin, but it’s better to find glimpses of his fairy underneath the put-together woman who has served out the year as Alfea’s interim headmistress. He knows she wants this; they’ve talked about it, after all, the two of them alone and also together with Ben, and Farah has made it clear this isn’t just about warding the place where they’d imprisoned Rosalind. Sometimes he thinks he knew how much Alfea called her before she did, when the Farah of before had been so intent on following in Rosalind’s footsteps and proving herself a hardened soldier. But even if she has not admitted it to herself, he can see how much she cares; why else would the decision they sit her awaiting leave her as twisted into knots as she is?

Click, click, and back to carpet-muffled thuds. She stops before him this time; he tips his head back, offers her reassurance along with a smile, watches the corners of her mouth twitch upward for a moment before she sighs once again, tucking an errant strand back behind her ear. “How can you be so calm?”

“Because we’ve done all we can. Either Luna holds up her side of this bargain and we have nothing to worry about, or she doesn’t and it becomes her headache.” The reality is not nearly as simple, when leaving runs the risk of Rosalind walking free after all of their efforts, but he doesn’t think the Solarian monarch is blind to the risks that would pose. She and Farah may have their own fraught history, but she’s not an idiot, and only an idiot could ignore the danger Rosalind Hale poses, knowing what they all now know.

She looks at him for a long moment, but says nothing before she resumes pacing. Saul sighs and leans his head against the back of the couch, closing his eyes and listening to the sound. There is still, by his calculations, the better part of a half-hour before the board will finish, and he’s pretty sure she’s going to wear a groove into the floor before then. And while, if he’s being honest, he’s not quite sanguine about the outcome of the meeting taking place right now, he’s better at hiding it — and better at admitting that they’ve done all they can at this point.

The knot of anxiety in his head pulls tighter with each step. The impact of her heels sets his nerves vibrating in response. If he doesn’t do something soon, one or the other of them may well burst, and so he pushes to his feet, glancing at his watch as he does.

Thirty-seven minutes.

She pulls to an abrupt stop when he plants himself in her path, eyes narrowing. When she shifts her weight to one side he reaches up, hands curling around her arms as he steps in close, closer, until her back fetches up against the bookcase and her chin tips back to look at him. “Saul, what —”

His lips against hers steal the rest of her words. For a moment she stiffens, surprise rather than protest, but when he pulls back just slightly her mouth chases his own until he tuts out a warning.

“Pretty sure in thirty-six minutes you’re gonna be the one in charge. Until they tell us, it’s my turn.”

Her eyes widen for a moment before she laughs, something soft and fond, and leans back against the shelf. “Go on, then, headmaster. Do your worst.”

The twist of nerves is still there in the bond, though, the tension still coiling tight inside her; if he released her, he is certain she would start pacing again. But just because he’s aware of how time is ticking down doesn’t mean he won’t take up the challenge of making her forget the meeting — and everything else he possibly can — in the time left them, and as he nips at her lower lip, the moan she breathes into his mouth only spurs him on.

[ ask me another ] [ all answers ]

[hamilando]

ੈ✩ hereby announcing (smau) ੈ✩

pairing : f1 grid x fem reader ; lewis hamilton x fem reader

summary : you can take the girl out of the sport, but not the sport out of the girl

tw : emotional, fluff

a/n : thank you so much to @amberjazmyn for suggesting this ! lysm 🫶🏻 this ends on a cliff hanger ! and the time span is during the 2020- 2021 grid 🫶🏻 I was literally listening to judas by lady gaga while writing this 💀

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ynshayk a last photo shoot with @ Ferrari and @ charlesleclerc before the season ends ! Thank you @ vogue for having us 🤩❤️

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user1 Y/N X CHARLES, THE LOOKS !?

user2 thank god she did not choose modelling

user3 WE DONT NEED THIS, WE NEED YOUR CONTRACT

user4 when are you signing the next wdc ?

user5 stop torturing us and GIVE US THE DEETS

user6 I hate that because of covid we can't even see her 😭

user7 I swear to god, this lady is a damn sadist

user8 MA’AM, YOUR NEXT YEAR CAR !?

user9 don’t tell me Ferrari Kip’s kicking her out

user10 ha, no-

user11 they love her

user12 I mean she does not have many wins -

user13 SHE HAS WAY MORE THEN CHARLES !?

user14 she got the seat after sebastian vettel, she deserved it

user15 2021 is Y/N’s year

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ynshayk with the speculations going around with my contract, I hereby announce my retirement from Formula 1 at the end of this 2020 season. It’s been a journey I wouldn’t forget, and with a very heavy heart and neck, I say goodbye to the tifosi family and sport 🏎️❤️🏎️ a very big thank you to @ charlesleclerc for supporting me when I felt it was not worth it, I couldn’t have reached this far without you 💪🏻

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user1 wha-

user2 WHAT !?

user3 DENIAL NO WAY

user4 don't do this to me at 3:57 am

user5 THIS MUST BE A JOKE

user6 IS IT APRIL 1?

user7 it's literally December

user8 crying a nile river here

user9 why did we not expect it

user10 we wanted a wdc 😭😭

user11 we support you whatever you do !!

scuderiaferrari please pass the tissues

user12 here admin 🤧

landonorris can’t believe you leaving me all alone 😔

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user13 next season, no chary/n?

charlesleclerc I will miss you too, shaky ❤️

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user14 we all know Charles cried while typing that

user15 shaky ? 💀

user16 it's a thing between them, Charles calls her shaky because after every win of hers, she always managed to fall down while getting if the car

lewishmailton congratulations on ending an excellent career 💪🏻🍾👏

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user17 the grid saying goodbye to her 😭😭😭😭

maxverstappen1 will miss you hijacking red bull headquarters

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user18 not max exposing her -

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scuderiaferrari 3 years, 14 wins, 27 podiums, runner up world champion, rookie of the year, and a career which defied sayings. Y/N Shayk had an eventful career and we are glad that she was, she is and she always will be part of the tifosi family! Wishing her all the very best for her future !

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user1 admin I need tissues

user2 NOT THE OFFICIAL POST 😭😭

user3 I still can’t process it 😭

user4 I really wish this all turns out to be a bad dream

user5 the sebastian vettel horror

user6 ferrari lost seb and y/n

user7 who is the driver joining though ?

user8 I think they will announce near the new year

user9 ITS CARLOS

user10 WHAT

user11 check y/n's new post

user12 Carlos is replacing her

user13 MY CARLANDO !?

user14 carlos to Ferrari is deadly 💀

user15 and here I thought formula 1 was calm

user16 she came, she won and retired

user17 Rosberg inspiration 💪🏻

user18 SHE CAME, SHE SAW, SHE CAME, SHE SAW

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ynshayk handing over my seat to one of the most talented person out there @ carlossainz, take care of @ chareslelcerc for me and try not to miss me too much 😙💪🏻😌 so excited for the 2021 grid 🤩

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user1 NOT MY CARLANDO BREAKING TOO !?

user2 WHAT IS THIS 2021!?

user3 FIRST CHARY/N AND NOW CARLANDO!?

user4 I am excited for the C square era

user5 LESSGOOO 💪🏻

user6 I love how y/n is laughing after giving up on ferrari strategies

user7 middle pic be her laughing after escaping the ferrari attic

user8 I am glad everyone is getting their happy ending

user9 the fans are not 😭😭

user10 what will y/n do now ?

user11 probably spend her millions

user12 she is rich ?

user13 HAHAH- it's an understatement

charesleclerc I swear I am not crying, something got in my eyes

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user14 CHARLES 😭😭

user15 of course it will be emotional, they literally grew up together 😭

user16 can't believe the shaky and charles era is over

carlossainz will do ❤️

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f1wags 7 time world champion, Lewis Hamilton was seen in Paris with ex- Formula 1 driver, Y/N Shayk. A normal outing or love in the city of love ?

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user1 that's it, I am going to the Himalayas

user2 I am coming too

user3 CANT WE GET ONE DAY WITHOUT DRAMA !?

user4 LIKE CHILL BRO LET US CHILL

user5 she literally said can't win one, but surely can fuck one -

user6 mate 💀

user7 LEWIS AND Y/N !?

user8 WHAT IS THEIR AGE GAP !?

user9 SHE IS BORN IN 1998

user10 13 years 💀

user11 they both are adults, can y'all calm down ?

user12 I am still not used to the ex formula driver 😭😭

[megacharicific]

“Talon, why do you never smile?”

But he does, he wants to say. He’s smiled countless times before. It’s always with his mouth closed, so it’s not big or- gods-forbid- radiant, but he’s got better things to be minute about than controlling the corners of his mouth.

He’s smiled when a knife flies exactly the way he envisioned. When he finishes training and a good stretch makes his muscles ache satisfyingly. When he finishes laundry and his beloved blue cloak is spotless again.

He’s smiled when he lies down in his bed after a mission and the night is quiet yet safe. When he goes to a market and he smells something good and he remembers he has the money to buy it (these days, he only steals if he doesn’t like the personality of the merchant).

It’s true he doesn’t smile when there’s people hanging around him though, so that’s what he replies.

The other person smiles back, and it’s big and shows a bit of teeth. Talon hates that it doesn’t even look deliberate.

“Fair enough.” And, after a pause, “I hope you find someone you want to smile with.”

[jenni3penny]

Had to change the file name of the fic I just started per request.

It now reads "What if Jen brings delicious pain (and wine) to the party?".