#yea u read dat right

[turkeytrey]

avril lavigne? more like avril la KWEEN👑

[tuillenius]

About healing your soul:

I be honest, brutally honest. Blunt, Funnish~gal. Healing ones “shit.” Is far from being fun. That is why soooo many, who have every potential, to help the collective, refuses to do it… Some due lack of interest/laziness, like…. Me….. Guilty as charged! Other, from fear of feeling too much pain, due physical work and drainage, avoid that kindawa healing, like a plague… Others focus on reading about, everything but healing and growing the intellectual knowledge and avoiding spiritual. Avoid feeling the pain, of our trauma. But don’t we all, really, REALLY, deep inside, wish we could help to create a better world? Don’t we all wish what the John Lennon song lyrics of - Imagine sing says. There is 1 thing. That every person, willing to do can do. Even right now. Healing ur traumas, doing boring innerwork, heal your shit, whatever way resonates with you! U can choose the way, yourself. There is number of ways. If ur artist, or knit, sew, sing, write, any artistic thing u do, your already, helping a wee-bit with that, the collective’s going to best course. Yea! I’m saying that your helping the world to become better place to yourself and others, from ur friggin’ living room! How KOOL IS DAT????????? So… Imagine, what healing ur traumatraumas can do? Now im just someone, who doesn’t know much okay. So all I know is, Reiki is good way to heal ur shit, anyone can do “mirror work.” Just 15 mins would even help. It is very painful but if it makes u head urself and world! It is worth it! If I must sound selfish, fine!!!! Healing your shit will take u to find the key to your personal happiness? What more can you want? Yes! U can get rid of that emptiness, that ur daily numbing practices, don’t help with. (Mine gaming.) So many numbing practices out there. I know! It is fun! I friggin know but it is not very helpful… Im afraid but hey ho! Everyone must go with their flow! I put a time to do reiki now. I shall not stop trying to grow. Just knowing that my growth can help, this planet to become better. Was the game changer. To understand it. Truly. I will help myself and you! I might be a dreamer…. BUT I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE! ❤️🙏👌 Big thanks! To you who are healing more ardently than I. U are a big blessing to humans! Thanks! Soooo much!!!!!!!! For ur light work! Have a great day, anyone, if anyone reads this! 🤣🆗🙏❤️

[vampwritersposts]

Hiii helloo good people. last post i was telling you about how to make your dream come true. basically my dream to get rich before i turn 30. soo the only thing to reach your dream is just to plan it.

If you need to read the previous post please read it. because it's very important to read. I will waiting for you. Okaayyy u've read it alright let's get start it.

Okayy about my plans. I've been write it on my dream board but when my family moved to my new house in 2020 i couldn't find it anymore.

There's a research from Harvard business school about the relationship between having a goals and write it and always checking the achievement.

And the results is...

84% apparently people don't have any dreams.

13% people have specific dreams but don't write it. 3% people have specific, clear and WRITTEN dreams, and always checking their achievement.

And after 10 years...

13% people who have specific dreams but don't write it, have twice much income as the 84% people that don't have a dreams, and surprisingly 3% people that have a dreams and write their dreams specifically, and always check their achievement have 10× more income as much as the 13% people that have a dreams but don't write them down. This is fking insane right?, Soo start to write your dream now!!.

Okay i will share to you guys what's my dream and how i planned it. Well honestly the plan is always change, but my dreams aren't. My recently plan are to learn business management, and find a new college, because my previous college are focus on deen and quran, and none of them are my passion, soo i go to internet and searching a good university for me and i found ESQ Business School, yea even i struggle to pay my college but the best investment for myself is Education.

My second plan is getting a network from the alumnus from my college. "Network is your net worth" there's soo many people being successful because of they're the friend of bla bla bla, because of his parents are elon musk or rafi ahmad maybe 😵‍💫. Soooo go get a net worth don't be shy to ask the name of someone who looks wealthy. Be their friends because if you want to look someone, just look at their friends. Robert kiyosaki ( the author of rich dad poor dad ) are have an entrepreneur friend that much older than him, and that's bring him to be rich.

And my third plan is. Always convince people to give me money, money is always moving everywhere we see in our life, there's people who get money in it, even our born, there's a doctor that getting a money from taking you out from your mother.

For example i was a train robbery, there's a bunch of gold in that train.

Thats a bad idea when i steal the gold when they was still stuck in the vaults. I would get the gold when the gold is moving, I'll wait until they being transported and then I'll hijack the train and pop pop pop gimme dat fkin gold!!!. Soo something is vulnerable when it's moving, money is always moving, so I have to see where the money goes and stop in the middle to take them.

Like yesterday i convinced my friend to make our gang's varsity jacket, they're 17 of my gang members, and from every jacket i get 100k profit, i make them like the train with a lot of money and then i stop em and take them all.

Okayy that's all of it

1. Get a knowledge

2. Get a network

3. Take the money

If u don't know how to do in your day, just trying to do one of this three points. If u got a knowledge u'll know how to get money. If you got a network you will know where you can take the money. Soo it's always goes to number three which is MONEY.

Muthafakinabdl ( Tuesday, 1 August 2023 )

[candydollita]

i know u hate my sun asjkahsjs but i'm a taurus sun, sag moon, virgo rising, gemini venus, scorpio mars heheh 💗😋

DAISY OMG I THOUGHT U HAD THE SAME SUN & RISING AS LUNA BUT UR SAG MOON N I READ HERS WRONG

ma adhd breaks ma brain ;~;

da taurus hate is softening (((kinda~ yea right punzie u jus scared poor luna cuz of it))) but is mostly ur fault dat is softening cuz i wub u daaaat much♡😋

'm a lil scared of ur mars wat dat lik daisy ? :o

daisy's chart aka daisy in a lil phrase: looks lik a soft angel is a lil stubborn but is also v sweet n caring, open minded n has da best taste !!

[heleneplays]

BLOG ASKS

I forgot to answer, but thank you to @ravenclaw-craftsgirl, @annabelle-tanaka-official for the tag!

Keeping it short HERE with the handy read more bc my answers will be long <3

1. why did you choose your url?

Honestly, heleneplays-- it's pretty self explanatory that this was gonna be a gaming blog, dedicated to whatever I was playing... which was HPHM at the time.

HOWEVER as u can see, the focus shifted to my comfort milfs characters and my own player characters,,, who are extensions of me, if not a direct self-insert

so here's to my clownery for games and the characters and/or plot that hook me to them

2. any side blogs? if you have them, name them and why you have them.

yes but no thank <3

well

u may percieve, just this once.

THIS is a sideblog. my main is @h-doodles

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

I'm celebrating my 9th year of being in this hellsite on September 21st.

4. do you have a queue tag?

yes but i forget to use them usually,,,

it's tagged #queue or a variation of, but i'm small and lazy bc I scroll on my phone and tumblr labs' quick queue function is on </3

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

this blog was for the good ole HPHM, but also to actually to simp for Patricia Rakepick on the side, as it was only Y3 back then and I am but a small, hapless lesbian for she

also I was. ig tired of having everything under my main, untagged, unfiltered; so here I am with a very handy sideblog

6. why did you choose your icon?

Right now it's Helene Spillane in with a boquet of sunflowers, and I picked bc this is my OC!!! and I want her to be displayed!!!

7. why did you choose your header?

It was time for a change

(dionysus!helene i love u sweetie but i'm in love with maría just stealing me rudely for a dance)

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

lemme check......

oh wow. i expected it was my shitpost on tall vampire mommy but apparently it's the most regrettable ship i ever considered making.

9. how many mutuals do you have?

I counted 51 in here, and 55 in my main, so in the range of 50-60 since some share between them.

10. how many followers do you have?

Here? around 340, already excluding the pornbots our lord and savior can't seem to flag properly.

11. how many people do you follow?

250

I used to follow over 500 something but most were inactive and I went through them with a paper shredder, but after like. I went through like 3 hellsite unfollow glitches by then.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

enough.

14. did you have a fight/argument with a blog once?

It doesn't shame me to admit that yeah, I have. Back on my old tumblr tho. Here? Well. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

15. how do you feel about “you need to reblog this post”?

I kin with the message, but honestly sometimes i'm conflicted bc I already go thru so much so. yea. personal prefs if and when i'll reblog such posts

16. do you like tag games?

Sure!

But in long posts? Good luck having me continue!

17. do you like ask games?

sometimes, they're good to personalize the traits and characteristics of my OC, but also gives like. a template if I run art ask requests.

I get fatigued easily tho, so that's why some asks are just lounging on the edge of my askbox

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh they're really, really, very good artists so im gonna assume @helgship, @lgvalenzuela, @rymushu, @astrejlau are! also @haniiebeedraws and @jayrart and @kyril-but-magical and @slytherincursebreaker as well, based on engagement <3

writers as well, esp one (1) James Shaw who I am too shy and baby to tag

@annabelle-tanaka-official, @dat-silvers-girl, @weasley-adoptee, @carewyncromwell definitely, if based on the amount of traffic I see on their asks and tags.

19. do you have a tumblr crush on a mutual?

no, but i do admire some of my mutual's themes on PC

also god, what even is a tumblr crush if not a crush?

No tags for future because i'm p sure most my tag game mutuals already answered this, but go ahead and steal if you want!

[gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot]

Definitely some spoilers for Batman - the telltale series ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

Ok so, I was so lost in the first three eps I forgot I even had thoughts, ikr. So heres from 3rd to 4th episode :)

*Selina and Bruce kissing after Batman was electrocuted and she saved him. *

"Ok well, obviously I have to kiss her"

"Wait wait no"

*it gets.... more physical*

"wAIT NO??? I DONT WANT TO BE APART OF THIS PLEASE-

*disgusted face, but I'm super uncomfortable 😭*

"I dont like this, keep me out if this omg"

"Hhwhsjahwjsgahhahwha SHES UNDRESSING AND THATS A BRA"

"SHE IS WHOA THEY ARE THATS A BED"

"oh thank God, black screen, I didnt have to watch them have sex, jesus thank you"

"Underwear gang"

"Did they put on clothes again after the sex? I have no knowledge. That sounds awkward"

"Excuse me, u mean things l, wait excuse me, wow, hoe. I'm here like cute and you're not"

"Hey, theres my graple gun"

"...where did he put that, hes in his boxers"

"Hes not deadpool either, doubt he stuck the gun up his ass"

"Mmm bagels"

"Hahaha the little run he did"

"IM SORRY HARVEY"

"IM A WHORE HARVEY"

"The drug is making him aggressive"

"I'm not saying anything"

"Does Harvey turn into a monster?"

"Who is he"

"Ahahhaha he crashed into the wall"

"No, wait, Harvey sorry"

"Come and live at my gigantic place, theres apparently a lot of rooms, and two bathrooms and two kitchens"

"I have like, no knowledge about batman and dc tbh, I watched smallville"

"Ok, ok"

"Talking in front of people"

"None of the options were right, staying quiet is best then"

"Why are the brits evil, if you have a posh accent, that means u wanna stab people while drinking tea. According to dc"

"sTiCk To ThE sCrIpT bRuCe"

"Shut up"

"YO WHAT???? SHE??? SHE IS THE BAD GUY EXCUSE ME I AM I AM SO CONFUSED W H A T"

"JDJQJDHSHJSHAHQ I CANT I CANNOT RN"

"ok, ok stay cool, stay cool. Batman is all about cool, no unnecessary violence, law above personal feelings, unless the law is corrupted and is personally trying to murder everyone.... BUT it got our boi detective on the case, so it's not corrupted and I will stay with the law.... but with high heels"

"Nooooo??? What no?? That is not, excuse me no??? I didnt want him to attack, that's the opposite!!"

"I helped the montoya and let harvey fend for himself.... which apparently was a... weird thing"

"I did not punch Oswald, cuz that's anger and wont look good, when you're trying to show composure in an annoying situation"

"I asked Lucius to chill at the bat cave, bcuz I thought it would keep him safe from dangers."

"Yes, I did romance Selina, ik ik, it was a situation. And apparently 90.4% other people did too.... probably very thirsty for cat woman"

"I did not beat up harvey, bcuz it was the drug and not him."

"Okay, next episode"

"Hes in the insane place, ik he owns it, eventually, and is like helping them, and keeps like the bad bad in another level? Or, I... I'm not sure"

"I wonder what would happen if I walked out the door naked"

"Omg, is this??"

",@&2;'bqhdvbagwgsbsbhwhqhabbdjwjzgsgsbsvTHAT THATS THE JOKER QHAGSHAJHAHQ EXCUSE ME QHAT I DID NOT KNOW WHAT IS KLGOING POKKKKQHDJAHAHHWGQ I CAMT QHATTT"

"I AM JUST, SHOOKKET"

"I'm actually nauseous from all that sudden surprise xD"

"Wow, ok, this is new, ok ok cool, lets go, what does he want what what what what????$&#&^3^63^$37#&36"

"Ok ok.... I wont know unless I play, ok, pppppppppppppp, I'm ready"

"Ok but, is this the first time he meets the joker? Is this even lore for batman? Or am I just???"

"Fuck you joker, I'm not lying for you. This woman looks good and normal"

"Joker looks scary "

"Does he even have a name tho? John doe, but, should I google this? Nono what if that spoils"

"The batman logo name, looks like Dat Man"

"Episode four "

"Why is he shirtless"

"Why do I like victor zsasz (?)"

"Oh, bad scars, I am sorry, oh nevermind"

"Guess I have to talk to joker"

"Rude harvey, I thought we were friends"

"Two faced?"

"Does the joker colour his hair?"

Joker: I've been watching you, Bruce, and I can tell there's something darker in you.

Me: it's a poop, he needs to drink more water

Joker: I know what you really are.

Me: say it... out loud

Joker:

Me: hey >:(

"I dont want to, but ok sure"

"Oh yeah btw, I gave away the key"

"Damn, dramatic, ofc I stopped the fighting. Oh god, I should've said fuck off to joker, oh god, I'm a fool"

"Batman would never "

"Yea, I shouldnt have slept with her"

"I'm not paying bullies"

"What am I supposed to do? Oh... I forgot to read"

"Choices time, okay"

"I did promise joker a favour but so did 49% other people"

"I did not go with joker's plan, and 31% people are with me"

"Damn, 48% rammed the barricade, and 51% gave money"

"Wow, ok a lot more went with meeting harvey as batman, I felt that was... not right"

"Oh god, 54% went with stopping Oswald and 45% with stopping harvey... and now my house is on fire"

"Last episode...."

[sohmarin]

what up what upppp long time no post! that post abt khang was really sappy but good to know i was in a really good place at the time :)) i kinda actually cringe at how we were when we first started dating but dats how the oxytocin be HAHA. we’re prob the chillest couple now. i still love him very much even 4years and 3mos later !

like with my physical journal i like to look at past entries just because why not u know? every time i write an entry i can feel the emotions that i’ve felt when first writing things down. 

cause like damn i read the post right before my sappy one and mannn was i pissed (rightfully tho) HAHA. i’ve come to realize that i only like nice guys ok. assholes are unattractive! i like feeling good just bc my bf was actually nice to me! and also...! i like girls! i’m happy to have found the right person for me because when people around me talk about going on dates its like wow that sounds exhausting. khang and i clicked well and fast and again, i am quite lucky.

school is hard and tiring but this is what i get for choosing one of the hardest programs :^( i’m just happy and lucky to have made all my mistakes very early, like shitty first under the table job that scammed me, not giving a shit about school, choosing business as a major at first and at an EXPENSIVE school, dating dumb and mean boys... i am in a much better place with myself and i am proud of how far i’ve come! except,,, the part where i have gained weight lol. mentally i’m actively trying to better myself but back then i really didnt give a shit about anything. i say this but i’m doing really bad at maintaining my weight lololol

anyway yea i actually just typed this up because i wanted to play with my new keyboard....bye now!

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Mount Everest Ain't Got Shit On Us (Fezco x fem!reader, part 7.)

Description: You were always told that your life will be as you wish it to be if you’ll study enough. That it will pay off if you work hard. And some people were given you like the scary example of what will happen when you don’t obey. But sometimes it feels good to disobey.

 A/N: None really this time?

Warnings: Fezco being FLUFFY as fuck. Rue and Jules with yo sis Fran being fucking the best supporting bitches ever. No drugs or so mentioned, except weed, this part is overall pretty ok I think. 

Read the rest here, babe:  PART 1  PART 2  PART 3  PART 4  PART 5  PART 6

Masterlist and declaration: H E R E

When you have a meeting which is truly important for you, the time slows down around you. It could be a meeting with someone new, which usually tears you apart from the inside because of the curiousness of how it will be, to be with them.

You have those feelings when you have an appointment with your new work. Your nervous about the questions that they will ask you - you're nervous that you will not answer correctly. People can be very keen on the first impressions.

The same feeling appears in your chest when you have to go to meet someone for the last time in your life. A sudden feeling of loneliness stops the world turning around you. You feel the need to be sad, to be alone, you feel a lot of anxiety.

So when Fez didn't text you for the first week, you felt like you have fucked something like. When you told Fran, she just busted out of laughter, watching you with her eyes closed playfully. She giggled for the last time.

She always told you that she finds you astonishingly beautiful, especially in your tight dress showing your cleavage almost completely and some high heels on. When you were doing a little catwalk to Rue and Jules, Rue told you that you should not wear them when you'll go out with Fez, because it could give him a heart attack. So you decided that those were definitely the ones to wear when being with Fez on a date.

"Are you serious? You from all the people feel insecure? Shithead, you're hilarious sometimes, for god's fuckin' sake." - Fran swung her feet on the small table in front of the TV, taking a fistful of popcorn and shoving it up to her mouth. It was almost nine p.m., Cal was already sent to bed and you two watched some badly written and badly shotted horror movie. Your mom and your dad were on the way to your old hometown to visit granny and grandpa.

“What would I even do without your honesty?” - You snuggled to her side as you always did. From the time you were small, Fran was basically the boy-ish manly element in your everyday life. She was the big sister who was rude, loud, who was cursing like a sailor with the humor the darkest humorist on the planet. 

When you were little and you were afraid, she took you to her bed to snuggle you for the rest of the night. When you were feeling bad, she tried to make everything on the planet felt right for you. And when you watched some movies, you always cuddled and she braided your head or massaged your scalp, being the protective one. 

You, from all of your siblings, were the woman element, the princess which everyone felt the need to protect and to take care of. You knew that you are capable of the watch after your own fucking ass. It wasn't your choice that you looked like a gentle, small woman, the rose in beasts palace. 

Cal was obviously the dumbest and youngest, or that was what Fran was saying all the time. He was extremely likely to be persuaded with Fran's bullshit - and she was capable of thinking almost extremely crazy things. She made him go all nature-loving vegan boy for almost three years and one time, she told him that he should drive circle on every dog hell see to make him a dalmatian.

But that was what your family was like from the day you three were officially together. So it was completely normal for you to snuggle with Fran in the most sister-like way even possible. 

“What would ya do without me? Well, mostly, you wouldn't have anyone to be truthful with ya.” - Fran whispered, leaning her cheek to the top of your head. She had a huge smile on, again shoving a whole fist of popcorn up to her mouth. - “Second of all, ya life would be completely without a direction and without any sense of humor in ya boring day-to-day survivin'. Dear fuckin' lord baby Jesus.” - She yelled and laughed when a jumpscare took her by surprise. 

A vibration next to your upper thigh took you by surprise as you and Fran laughed it off. You shook it off as Rue's gibberish, but the phone continued on vibrating. Eventually, after a minute and three texts later, you finally looked at the screen. When you looked at the screen, you didn't even know who the hell it is. 

But then you focused on the grammar and the nickname, it all clicked into one place.

“What happened? Somebody took a picture of a yeti again?” - Fran joked around, but you looked like the Lord and Savior himself just put a halo on the top of your head. You watched the display with mouth opened, without having a single idea what to say to Fran. 

Unknown number: Heya newbie.

Unknown number: It Fez 'ere. Wanna know when ya have the time?

Unknown number: Wanna see ya. The sooner the betta. 

“A... A boy who I like just texted me if I want to go out? Jesus, Fran, do I want to go out?” - You shuttered and exhaled out loud, being all nervous and rosy all of a sudden. Fran was giggling at you with a raised eyebrow. 

“Is he the knight of the Catholic cavalry you were searching for?” - Fran closed her eyes a bit and then she started to giggle. - “You will never know, shithead. You better find out, hm? Go get 'em, tiger! You can go out with that boy tomorrow, I will look after shithead number two, just have a nice evening. Live a little while the two of them are gone.” 

So you texted him back, feeling all confident with your sister's support. Fran then stood up and stopped the movie, pointing with her thumb in the direction behind her back. - “Gonna have some fine time, just me and ma weed while ya will be all over dat boy, okay?”

Y/N: I have some time tomorrow. Wanna hang out?

You sat down, eating some popcorn and drinking the root beer Fran had bought for you two. You tried to keep your mind occupied while Fran was stoning on her balcony. 

Fez: Alrite. Wanna do somethin' special-special or just han' out? We can go to the cinema and shit. 

Y/N: Dinner, cinema, and shit? That's what u mean?

Fez: Yea, I mean dat type of shit. 

Y/N: Ok. See ya tomorrow at 5? 

Fez: Tomorrow in front of da expansive Italian bistro.

You almost screamed out loud with joy, your brain was all over the fucking place. Fezco wanted to go out with you. Holy fucking shit. Fezco. That fucking bearded stoner who you were all around. In an Italian bistro which everybody considered the best in the city. You two between all of the businessmen, rich people and there you would be, just the two weirdos. 

“So wazzup?” - Fran walked into the room completely tuned down by the weed. She was slow, all over the place; she usually acted like a fucking philosopher or a magician when she was stoned. - “Yo man, I am so fuckin' high.” - She sat down and laughed loudly. 

That meant only one thing - she already found one of the local dealers and she bought some good fucking shit, as she would most likely say, from him.

“You're asking about me and the boy, aren't you?” - You let her sat down next to you, again snuggling you. - “It is all going a-ok. I have a date yesterday.” - You said excitedly with a joy-filled voice. You looked and Fran. She was smiling happily and after a half an hour, she leaned down to kiss your forehead. 

But in her head, no time has passed between she was happy for you and after she leaned to kiss you. 

The other day, Cal left the house really early. He was going to skate with his band of friends, in which was Gia Bennett included as well. But your three fangirls decided to be with you all day, telling you some useful tips and tricks, doing your hair, doing her make-up. 

“If ya not gonna wear that, I mean THAT dress, I’m going to disown ya, girl.” - Rue stood up and took those tight black dress hugging your cleavage fuckingly tight. She and Fran had a joint together so they were on cloud nine. Fran said she was watching over Rue - that meant Rue hadn't got more than two shots. - “Oh yea boy! You need to fuckin' wear that, bitch!” - Fran exclaimed. 

“Those spaghetti straps plus ya boobs? I tell you that you're going to kill ma man with that kind of shit. And girl, I saw yo ass looking just yummy in dat skirt.”  - Rue gave you the dress with a slight smile. They've made your face prettier, your hair looked like the hair of a Hollywood star. 

“And may I recommend you those black high heels?” - Jules smiled. They had a plan - to make you look the most devilish way you ever possibly could. Rue knew what Fez is going to like, so she just continued with making a really good outfit. 

“That's it. We done 'here, ma ladies. Now ya have it in yo own hands. Good luck girl.” -  Rue kissed you on both of your cheeks an hour later. You were nervous that you will fuck something up. Fran voluntarily said she would take you to the Italian restaurant in her car. 

“Good luck with that man, babes.” - Jules hugged you, then giving you an encouraging smile to kick you in the ass. Jules and Rue were staying at your place to watch over Gia and Cal. Cal was on your team. The two of them fangirled all over you as well, but Rayman was way more interesting than your date was. 

“Hey ho, let's fuckin' go!” - Fran opened up the door for you, playing with the keys in her hand. The way in the car was a quiet one, only interrupted by the hip hop station. You were nervous and Fran was sobering up after the joint, tuned down a bit. But she looked you in the eyes when you were there. 

“Yo look absolutely stunnin', shithead, no matter what he's gonna say. Be confident, be cool and be you, ya comprehend?” - She took your palm to hers, playing with your fingers with a slight smile on her lips. You nodded and took a deep breath in before you basically jumped to circle your hands around her neck. 

“I love you, dingus.” - You whispered and Fran smoothed your back in a slow matter. - “I fuckin' love you too, shithead. Fuck off or I'll be fuckin' emotional.” - Then she waved at you when she was leaving, holding her thumbs up. 

You nervously trembled when you stood next to the entrance. You looked all over the place just to see him smoking behind a car. He looked nervous as hell, paler than before, with your eyes flatter than any time else. But he looked really cute. 

He hadn't got a tux, but he had a white shirt with a tie around it, tight black trousers. He overall looked cute than when you have seen him before. You tiptoed to be seen from behind the car and you waved at him. Fez gave you a nod and a knowing fast smile. Your eyes were scanning his way of walking and you almost fainted. Fezco looked sexy as hell.

But you had the feeling that that was the first and official last time that you saw Fezco in something like a suite. 

“Heya, newbie.” - Fezco smiled at you, offering you his elbow to hold onto. You took a hold of it almost instantly. - “Hi, Fez.” - A big, happy smile appeared on your face and you smoothed his upper arm with your fingertips. 

“How ya doin'? Ya lookin' all happy and shit.” - He opened you the door but made you go after him, holding them open for you.   

“Can't I look happy? I'm just excited about this evening.” - You said and you were completely honest with him. Fezco made you really surprised - he had a reservation of a really good table in the restaurant, he made you ordered the best food you wanted to taste in the restaurant and he truly paid for you in the end. It must've cost a fortune at least, but Fez looked like he's completely cool about that.  

You were sure about one thing - it didn't matter that Fez was not the smartest, the brightest, the strongest or the best boy in the hood, yet he was the perfect match for you. Fezco knew how to make you laugh and your smile made him smile as well. He loved your imperfections - that you were nervous about all of that, that you sometimes said something utterly stupid and the panic when you were sorry for that. 

At one point, your fingers brushed on the table and since then, your hands intertwined gently. He did some serious gentleman shit. He was really nice to you, seriously concerned about you and the things that you like even tho his brain looked like it's about to freeze. Yer he found you sweet, so he tried his best to be the brightest he could. That was some serious effort he put into that evening.

You took a quick picture od those hands on the table lightened up with all the chandeliers and candles in the Italian style. It looked seriously romantic. And Fez didn't even notice, because he was doing something with the menu. 

Then, even tho you looked like some big hugs, you two went to a cinema. You had the upper hand off choosing the movie. So you definitely went to watch some horror movies - it was seriously visible that you made that only move because you wanted to be closer to him.

That evening was the best one you have ever had. You were with a boy you were into, he was funny and charming and even hugged you and cuddled to his chest when you were freaking out. Your mind was on cloud fucking nine because of Fez.

When the ride home came, you were completely relaxed as hell. You completely opened up the car windows and you sang loudly, which made him giggle. It almost looked like he is about to kiss you when you stood in front of the house. But all of a sudden, you saw your mom in the window. So you giggled and took his hand into your palm, running off with him into the garden, pressing your body into his. 

“I didn't know that my parents will be home so soon. If they saw you here, they would have killed me.” - You whispered to him, leading him under your window. He just nodded when you stopped, smiling shyly and playing with his hand in yours. 

“So... Can I see you anytime soon?” - You put your palms on his chest, still looking into his eyes. You were still whispering - because you wanted to be longer with him and you seriously didn't want to get to trouble. 

“Yea. Would be cool.” - Fezco said immediately and you bit your bottom lip with excitement. You made the first move for the second time, leaning into a long kiss. You put your palms on his jaw, holding him a tight grip. The kiss was getting more passionate and more desperate as you moaned lightly. Dear Lord, you were so fucking impressed by his kissing techniques. They were even better than when you were drunk. When the kiss came to an end, you scanned his face with a happy, loving gaze. You liked that boy. You really did.

He stood there until you crawled back to your room through the window, kissing you one last time, this time starting the kiss and leading it.

"Ya wait for a sec like dat?" - He pointed at you suddenly. Your face frowned a bit, but you smiled with excited expression in your face. Fezco ran off as quietly as possible, before going back in the same manner. He was giving you something - upon a further inspection, it was a single rose only decorated by a red velvet string in a somehow strange yet beautiful manner. You smiled widely, your stare turning to his once again.

"Thank you so much, where the hell had you the time to get this?" - You leaned for another long kiss. Okay. So that was your thing. The couple who is basically obsessed with kissing each other. That one was a sure thing. But it was so exciting, he tasted so good and your head just made the reality blur around you every single time. Yeah. You could easily consideration yourself officially lost in the way Fez kissed.

"Bought it before but forgot it in da car. I was so nervous." - A wide smile broke out on his lips and you couldn't anything else but smile happily.

That was the moment when it all has started. This was one of the top moments in your whole life at that point. There was a lot that was ahead of you, but you didn't want to see it. So many fucked up bullshit was just beginning to rise in your future without you even noticing. At that moment, you had everything.

It was just Fezco and you.

And it was perfect.

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

G, L, R and U ☺😉

Hello friend, put a smile on my face to see you in my inbox. 

Dat me! Sorry i took forever to answer this. I don’t know what time is anymore :/ But this is besides the point here’s my answers:

G (Care to share a favorite crack fic): When i tell y’all I’ve only written Jercy. My brain and my writing demon don’t like anyone else it’s very sad. my original WIP’s just sit there all sad and lonely waiting for me to actually write something. But honestly a crack ship i could see myself writing about is:

1. Leo and Annabeth: it’d just be the whole smart as fuck couple who each have one PhD, one masters and a degree in some obscene topic that they got dragged into because they needed more info for their postgrad degrees. Defs see Leo as an engineer- mechanical or civil, maybe chemical but that might be a blow up (Lol pun intended). I’ll always headcanon Annabeth as an architect, but also maybe a civil engineer (that could be how they meet). Lowkey feeling this fic now??? anyone interested in  a Leo x Annabeth crack ship fic?

Or

2. Piper and Rachel Elizabeth Dare: SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL. Rachel as an art student, Piper as a humanities student (maybe sociology) they bond over being internally uninterested in the philosophy class they were both forced to take because they needed credits. Rachel paints Piper over and over because she just cant seem to get her aura right and if there’s one thing she can read its aura. But Piper’s seems to be this mixture of feeling (too much feeling, it’s almost overwhelming). They don’t go on to post grad because Rachel becomes a freelance artist and Piper becomes a kindergarten teacher. She just has this way of calming children down. Nobody knows how she does it but parents are one part jealous and five parts grateful. Apparently i am more invested in my crack ships than i thought???????

L (What’s the weirdest AU you’ve ever come up with): i know this is a loser answer but i don’t generally stray from the PJO universe because it gives me the option to explore power and specifically huge, and lethal amounts of it. And you guys know me and Dark!Demigods, i literally can’t get enough. Sorry to disappoint :( Maybe send me some of your weird AU’s to explore???? That would be fun!

R (Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence): I don’t have an fanfic authors that have influenced my writing (because three years of uni make you very paranoid of sounding like other people especially without credit) but there are fanfic authors who i love endlessly and inspired me to write! Pretty much all the ones i mentioned in my Jercy links post and then there are some in the Sarah J Maas Universe who are incredible and make me want to write entire novels while I’m reading their works. As for “published” authors: Rick definitely influenced how i write but only because I learnt to make his characters an extension of me. But you’ll find a lot of my new fanfic has some influence from Sarah J Maas because Throne of Glass is my forever series and they are literally a part of me. Poetry also influences me a lot. It’s the reason i can write from quotes and poetry excerpts more than music.

U (A pairing you might like to write for, but haven’t tried yet): I have been thinking a ton about Pipabeth recently but i really struggle to write Annabeth. I don’t know what it is but i cant read her essence like i can Percy and Jason and that means writing her is very forced and i feel like i’m not doing her justice. But yea Pipabeth has been on my mind so i guess them? 

[shapeshifting-arch-mage]

9/26/2018, Part 1

Last night we had taken the boat back here, weakly hobbled back to our room and climbed into bed. Our head was terribly sore from being slammed into the resort building by the explosion that Dust Sans made at the beach. Returning to our room, only to be greeted by the sight of "ばくばくばくばくばくばくばくばくばく" written on our walls from weeks ago, did not help matters. We did our best to disregard the colorful wall writings and go to sleep.

We dreamed about a man wearing a shirt I didn't like. I couldn't help but wince in revulsion at the sight of it. We wake up, feeling more rested than we did for the past two days, but our head still feels a bit tender from yesterday. We don't really want to stay in our room today, though, so we get out of bed and go out the door.

We ride a boat to Port Town since the Island's not open, and step off.

"so wat u wana do today, hooman Cookie?"

"i dunno, just get some fresh air, i guess."

Hopefully Sans hasn't chased us all the way here. The exploding Sans, that is. We don't need another skull explosion knocking us off our feet and into a building. Our head's still a tiny bit sore from yesterday.

We start to make our way down the boardwalk... but as soon as I see who's there, I turn us around and walk us right back the way we came, in the direction of the harbor. Nope, we are not ready to deal with him again just yet. Sorry, Temmie, but Baku's going to have to wait.

"Temmie, my head- uh, our head still isn't feeling 100% better after we hit it yesterday. I don't want to deal with Baku giving me another headache right now."

"wat u mean??"

"i mean i dont wanna talk to him rite now."

"wy not???"

"yu kno he makes me feel weird, right?"

"ya, but wy??"

"remember a cuple days ago, wen we found out he new my name?"

"o ya... dat was weird. u got realy scared wen he did that! wat was dat all about?"

"cuz he likes freakin me out. an i dont really feel like bein freaked out rite now."

"aw, ok, hoomin..."

We would like to explore Port Town, but I don't want to risk attracting Baku's attention by passing through the boardwalk. So for now, Temmie and I sit on a bench and watch the boats.

[Johan] In the distance a boat is inbound, distant but coming in fast. The distant whirring sound becoming louder and louder before slowing down. By the time it’s close enough to the dock for the driver to start trying to park it, one of the passengers becomes painfully obvious. A skeleton with a bright shirt and sunglasses. He seems to be carrying a jacket that also seems bright in color, possibly more-so than the shirt itself. When the boat parks he thanks the driver and hops off, looking around for a map or something.

[Rave Witch Temmie] Wait a minute- is that another Fresh-possessed?!

Temmie notices my concern and thinks, "watsa matter, hooman??"

"Well, uh... it's just that... that skeleton that just got off the boat kind of reminds me of... y'know..."

But before I can object, she waves to him and calls out, "h0I! im Temmie!1!"

[Johan] The skeleton flinches a bit before looking in their direction before looking behind him. Who are they talking to? He nervously goes back to what he’s doing, trying to find a map and trying to be invisible. Dang these clothes. He eventually realizes there’s a map near where the others are but... something about them... actually no it’s just that he doesn’t want to be noticed, along with the tem being really social with that call out. He hesitates to walk towards them and eventually just stands there awkwardly, trying to find another way.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "wats ur name?? imma Temmie!1! and i gota human SOUL!!1 im da strongest tem!! wat about yu??"

[Johan] Johan watches the tem for a moment before looking around again. It really is talking to him isn’t it? Johan can’t help but sigh to himself as he decides to just walk past, pretending he didn’t notice as he goes to read the map. He really needs to find new clothes.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "u like pretty colors to?? i like pretty colors!1! u like my hat? i got it from da hoomans SOUL!1!"

[Johan] For the most part, Johan continues to ignore them, believing that maybe they were just rambling nonsense. He leans towards the map before him, trying to find some sort of clothes store, muttering under his breath as if to remind himself what he’s trying to find. The moment the other mentions a human soul he stops. His expression becomes one of concern as he looks over. “...what?? Wait wait... what???” He soon becomes extremely shocked and confused seeming, as there are many things about that statement that’s really worrying to him. He goes to put his jacket back on, the fluff on the hood and various other collar-like parts becoming obvious. That jacket, despite the colors, may seem familiar to those familiar with a certain blaster taming universe. He probably just wants to hide his face at this point. The tem is scaring the poor kid.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "watsa matter? u dont like my hat? its so pretty!! i got it cuz of hooman!1 my hoomans a witch!!1 i gota nice hat and a magic wand!! i can use hoomins magic and tems magic1!! its da best!1! also human helps me talk bettr!1! rite, hooman??"

We glance to the side for a moment.

"...yea, i do. cuz we use first person pronouns."

We look back at Johan. "yayaya!1 i talk in first persons!1! isnt dat cool??!"

[Johan] Johan can’t help but shiver. Something about this interaction was... unsettling. He begins to walk off despite not finding directions yet, and seems to smack something against the map. When he lets go what’s left is a weird peep-like creature. It’s neon blue and appears to be a bit dazed from the sudden smack. It shakes it off before going to read the map now that Johan has walked off.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "ooo!! who are yu???"

[Johan’s parasite] The parasite looks up at the tem and tilts its head to see better before looking around. Johan is gone and getting lost, leaving the parasite here with the tem. It seems to think for a moment before letting out a really quiet squeak and continuing its mapping. He slowly slinks around on the map as to continue its search. A clothes store, right?

[Rave Witch Temmie] We get up from the bench and walk over to the map to get a closer look at it. That thing... oh no, it isn't what I think it is, is it? Temmie, we probably shouldn't- too late, we're already standing right in front of the blue thing, and staring at it.

[Johan’s parasite] The tiny peep with its beady black eyes continues scanning the map, not noticing the tem before realizing it suddenly got really dark. It turns around only to be startled, resulting in the stickiness wearing off momentarily and the parasite falling off. It wiggles for a moment before getting its grip on the world again, soon trying to find a way back up. Parasite does its job when it has a job to do. Mostly just retrieve something. This time it’s information and direction. Maybe it could get a bit of magic in the meantime? Probably not though.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "aww, its so cute!1" We reach out a paw to touch it...

"Temmie, i dont think we should touch dat..."

"but its so cute!1!!"

poke

[Johan’s parasite] The parasite doesn’t react to the poke, mostly just confusion as it looks up to the tem, beady black eyes pleading “why” to the other. With that poke alone they may be able to tell it’s very squishy. It continues trying to climb up, soon to find the map again. Pathfinding! Yay!

[Rave Witch Temmie] "hey, dont run away!1! i think yer cute!1!!"

"Temmie, it doesnt like us touchin it!1! lets just-"

We clasp the squishy blue parasite between our paws and try to pull it off the map. Temmie, I'm telling you, this is a very bad idea...

[Johan’s parasite] The parasite seems really confused as it starts to look around. It soon becomes obvious it’s scared as it begins to wiggle, trying to get upright again. It tries to look at the map from their new viewpoint but now all of the words are tiny. It freaks out more and soon tries to be free from their grasp, attempting to scurry up their arm if possible.

[Rave Witch Temmie] "ooo, its so wiggly!1!"

"eeeeuuuuugh, Temmie, it doesnt like- ACK!!"

The squirmy little thing just slithered out of our paws and onto our left arm!

"g-get it off, get it off!!"

As I am fairly certain I know exactly what this thing is (though, notably, I've never seen one that had eyes on the outside of its body before), I have no desire to let it cling onto us, lest it try to worm its way inside us...

I frantically shake our left arm up and down, trying to fling it off. If that doesn't work, I'm going to have to pull it off.

[Johan’s parasite] To their advantage, the parasite uses the shaking to give it a boost. It jumps off right when there’s the most momentum in the arm to fling it back into the map. It lands with a smack before going to find its place again. It crawls back to the “you are here” mark and begins inching around from there. Back to business!

[Rave Witch Temmie] Oh, thank god, we got it off. That was way too close. I can't risk letting one of those get inside us.

...Then again, if it really is a Fresh parasite, then even if it did manage to get inside us, it might not necessarily be able to take control of us, since we have two souls, one of which is far stronger than the other. It would have to subdue both of us in order to gain complete control over our body. Perhaps it may be able to overtake Temmie's soul, but if it did, that would only give it partial control- I'd still be able to resist it.

[Johan’s parasite] While the human is monologuing to itself the parasite continues trying to find the shop. It soon slinks over to the key to try and find some sort of indication or symbol of sorts. It finds something of the sort so it squished back up to the marker. It looks like it’s starting to get frustrated as it can’t find anything. It decides to figure out which way Johan went for now to have some sort of area to go off of. So for now it’s just looking around and trying to figure out how to read a map.

[Rave Witch Temmie] ...I don't want to stay here any longer while there's a Fresh parasite in the area. Yes, technically there was another Fresh parasite hanging around the boardwalk the last time we checked, but, y'know... this one's a free, hostless parasite. And I'd rather not stick around, just in case it decides that it would rather not pass up the opportunity to take us as a host.

...Not after what happened two years ago during the camping trip.

Not again... Not again...

We walk to the boardwalk.

[Johan’s parasite] After some time, now that there’s no distraction or anything, the parasite gives up. It looks like it has a headache. Soon it drops off the map and begins making its way to wherever Johan is. It takes some time but it will get there eventually.

[bill-denbro]

can't fight this feeling | part 1

( gif not mine. )

↳ table of contents: part 1 part 2 part 3  ↳ pairing: bill denbrough x reader au ↳ summary: When young [Name] [Lastname] moved to Derry, she always had the goo-goo eyes for Bill Denbrough, but he never really returned those feelings. Until one event changed it for both of them, that they weren't able to fight their feelings any longer. ↳ a/n: THIS IS AN AU BTW, so i've been obsessed with this movie, called 'flipped' for days now, and it just inspired me to write this. SOOO YAYAAYYAY. also, listen to the song 'can't fight this feeling' by REO speedwagon, but i also do suggest the cover of the glee cast! now, carry on reading! part one of // ??

[NAME]

        I was only eight years old when I first saw Bill Denbrough — oh the infamous Bill Denbrough! My family and I just moved to Derry, in hopes to start fresh from our old life. When I exited our car, I saw him sitting with his younger brother. I saw how his lips turned up to a huge smile, while he makes a paper boat for his brother.

"[Nickname], honey?" My mom called out to me, as she carries a box loaded with our things, but I neglected her as I continue staring at the boy just across our nee house.

"Oh, I see," I whipped my head to look at her, while she gives me a smirk.

"I was just looking at their house, you know. . . it looks nice, l-like ours!" I smiled nervously at her, my mom laughs at me.

"C'mon sweetie, just talk to him," My mom grins. Dad walked passed us, while he shouts out, "Yea sweetie! Go on!"

"B-But I need to help you unload the—" I started, but was cut short by my mom.

"Go on [Nickname]! It's fine, go talk to him — I mean, them, now."

With a quick kiss on the cheek and slightly tinted cheeks, I walk over my new neighbors.

"Hey! I'm [Name], nice to meet you!" I stick up my hand to the boy — same age as me, while he stops talking to his little brother to look at me. I expected him to give me a smile or something, but instead he gives me this slightly annoyed look, while my smile dropped.

His eyes, oh his eyes! It was like there were stars in his eyes, shining ever so brightly.

"Hello, I'm Georgie!" His younger brother grinned at me, shaking my hand instead. My smile reappeared on my face.

"Georgie, m-m-mom told u-us not to talk to strangers, and clearly she i-i-is one!" I heard the boy whisper to his brother, not so subtly. My smile dropped once more, while Georgie gives me a sad glance.

"But she just said she was [Name]! Right?"

I nod at Georgie, while his brother gives me a disapproving glance. "Well, I-I-I'm Bill. There are y-you happy? Let's leave n-n-now, she's annoying u-us!"

I saw how annoyed he was with me when I didn't even do anything wrong. Nevertheless, I tried once more.

"I just wanted to be friends, I'm new to this place after all," I fidgeted with my fingers.

"Go talk t-to the others i-i-instead, we're b-b-busy as you c-can see," Bill gritted, I continued to stare upon his breathtaking eyes.

"O-Okay," I sighed, walking back to our new house sadly. All the good vibes I once held awhile ago, all down to the drain.

Why was Bill so annoyed at me, when I didn't even do anything wrong?

I noticed that our things were fully unloaded from the boxes, and then I entered our new house with a frown on my face.

"Everything okay, sweetie?" Dad asked, while I take a seat on our sofa, sadness evident on my face.

"The boy across our street is annoyed at me when I did nothing wrong at all? Why is he like that daddy?"

Mom then enters the living room, a mug of coffee prepared just for my dad. "Don't worry hunny, boys are really like that. Your dad was like that when I first met him," Mom says, as she hands dad his coffee.

"Give it time [Nickname], I'm sure he'll warm up to you — soon," Dad takes a sip of his coffee, while he and my mom sneak a glance at each other.

"Well, I hope he warms up to me real soon," I sighed.

And I didn't know that wish didn't come that quick — it was a slow burn.

I can't fight this feeling any longer And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow

BILL

        When I first saw [Name] [Lastname], I thought she was the most annoyingly pretty girl in the whole universe. I was making a paper boat for Georgie, when a red car passed by us.

"Oh look Billy! We have new neighbors!" Georgie pointed at the unfamiliar red car parked in front of us. A girl my age exited the car with ease, a smile on her face.

No, no no, I chanted over and over in my head. My calm aura out of me — which Georgie took notice.

"Billy? Are you okay?"

I snapped back to reality, to see Georgie's doe eyes staring straight into me. Grinning at him, I continue folding the thick sheet of paper.

We have new neighbors, and it's a girl! Girls have cooties! I told myself, while Georgie leans his head on my shoulder.

After a few folds here and there, I finally finished making a paper boat for Georgie. I labeled his boat with an 'S.S. GEORGIE,' and finally handing it to him. He takes the boat into his palms and grins.

"Thank you, Billy!"

I felt a smile appear on my face as well, "N-N-No problem G-Georgie."

"Oh lookie Bill! Our new neighbor is walking towards us," he whispered to me, while I see the girl, indeed walking towards us.

"Hey! I'm [Name], nice to meet you!" She plasters this huge smile, while she sticks her hand to me. I was thinking of shaking it, but then I remembered what I told myself just a few moments ago. Instead, I glared at her and didn't shake her hand — which I knew was very rude of me.

"Hello, I'm Georgie!" Georgie grinned at her, shaking her hand instead.

"Georgie, m-m-mom told u-us not to talk to strangers, and clearly she i-i-is one!" I whispered to him, not so subtly. [Name]'s smile dropped once more, while I felt a pang of guilt in my chest once again.

"But she just said she was [Name]! Right?"

She nodded at Georgie, while I give her a disapproving glance. "Well, I-I-I'm Bill. There are y-you happy? Let's leave n-n-now, she's annoying u-us!"

I really felt bad for not giving her a chance. It was also very rude of me, but then I continued on being rude to her.

"I just wanted to be friends, I'm new to this place after all," She fidgeted with her fingers.

"Go talk t-to the others i-i-instead, we're b-b-busy as you c-can see," I gritted, as I she continues to gaze into my eyes.

"O-Okay," she sighed, walking back to her new house sadly.

Once she was out from my vision, Georgie turned to look at me.

"Billy! Why were you so rude to [Name]? That wasn't very nice," Georgie frowned, while I sighed.

"N-N-Nothing Georgie," I avoided his gaze, and it was now his turn to sigh.

"Okay then."

I never understood why I could ever dislike a girl like [Name] [Lastname]. . . until now. Was it because of her or was it also because of me?

— to be continued

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greetings friends (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ im jay and im excited to b finally making an obnoxious entrance .. Yea couldnt be more late but please (Softly begging) dont be a stranger. i promise to overwhelm u with ideas and headcanons about our characters eating pasta or arguing about who gets to eat the pink mentos ... Right ??? right. under the cut u will find a few pointers about my spiritual sage and i will post some possible connections tomorrow (although id be MOre than happy to brainstorm more). Also, dis klutz hasnt got a soulmate yet so if someone reads this and goes ‘yea cool’ ☺ .. here is ur chance ....... we can work magic ????? okay 

as per usual, if u would like me to im u about conspiracy theories or to plot summnnn bonito give this a HEart. Alternatively if u want to give mark the zucc or pity like, dats also welcome. Thank u

!!!!!!!! tw: death, depression !!!!!

kendall jenner + cisfemale + she/her — have you met sage hawke? they are a twenty-two year old furniture sales advisor known as the conundrum. a pansexual cancer, they are astute + attentive, as well as mercurial + phlegmatic. their soulmark is a olive branch behind her ear, and they can’t feel the emotions of their soulmate, who happens to look like any fc. // jay. 20. she/her. gmt.

❃ sage was born in berkeley, california in the back garden of a school bus turned tiny house to a pair of flower children that did not plan to become parents and underestimated just how much it would shift their otherwise, spontaneous lives. they were far from picture perfect, with their tendency to outburst and get stuck when things didn’t go their way. theyd often forget to pack sages breakfast or dress her in unmatched socks, leave her unattended, allow her to squeeze herself into places where she shouldn’t be.. they’d trip over pacifiers and forget to warm up the milk but they gave sage a warm place to come back to with muddy knees after repeatedly falling off the monkey bars and loving arms to fall into after someone made fun of her in elementary.. and she was the kind of person who wasn’t afraid to dig through dirt 

❃ her mother was delicate, she could never secure a real job.. she couldn’t be criticised, she took everything to heart and found it hard to open up to people.. she couldn’t be alone for too long and never slept with the lights off. she met sage’s father at the age of 19..from the moment they saw each other, it clicked. they were soulmates. he was 10 years older than her. He was a childish spirit that never grew up, he never took things too seriously and always had an alternative for any situation. He had a backbone that was able to support both of them emotionally, without him, Sage would have never taken her first breath in the first place. For him, it was always going to be okay eventually??? he was the one to sit sage down after she brought home a bad grade, he’d read her the bedtime stories and teach her her first guitar chords. her mother always looked up to what he would do and try to be the same, but it always felt staged, detached. like she never knew how to react around sage. Like she couldn’t grip her own struggles so, how could she begin to understand her daughters ... difference is, her father thought he couldn’t but he always tried. they balanced each other. around him, it was hard to believe anything could possibly get worse 

❃ but it did.. on her 14th birthday sage got a dog, a golden doodle that jumped with excitement at the sight of sage as much as she did at the sight of him. later that night, her father suggested they all go to a park to enjoy the first day with the new addition to their family and so they did. it was the first time, sage’s mother smiled so big it gave sage and her father goosebumps. he was playing fetch with the dog when pain pierced through his chest and bolted up his spine. in that moment, everything slowed down. sage felt her ears buzz and her sight get blurry, the moment she kneeled down in front of her father and begged her mother to call for help but instead, all she did was stood still. she screamed at the top of her lungs and tried dialling for help but realised, she was never taught the emergency number. she banged her fists against her father’s chest and begged for him to wake up, but it was just as though someone turned off his on switch. sage broke down, curled up beside her father and held the dog in her arms as though to repress his playful nature. the world turned grey that evening, the air felt denser. her mother was taken under care that day after she succumbed from witnessing her soulmates death... they had given her a couple of days before her light would turn off along with her soulmark. it was in these last days that sage learned more about her mother than ever. she learned that she was self conscious about motherhood knowing she couldn’t teach sage the qualities that mattered like resilience, courage and acuity. that she observed without interrupting, that she remembered every single detail of sage’s life more than she recalls her own. sage learned that her mother is where she inherited her tenderness and idiosyncrasy from, that her favorite flower is a blue bell and that sage was her happiest accident  

❃ to bury both of her parents at once wasn’t irrational to sage, it was what was ingrained in their destiny. if one soulmate dies, the other most likely follows. but although sage had remarkable understanding of the world for her age, she could never accept the fact that they were there one day and the next, they were gone. her father never finished teaching her guitar chords and her mother never ate her piece of sage’s birthday cake. how do you go on knowing you can’t go back and replay something in a way that feels tangible ?? how do you go on knowing you are all alone. who do you complain to?? who is there to live for??? ? it is hard losing both of your parents on its own and even harder to accept when you are old enough to make sense of it. seeing images everytime you try to rest that bring back all the pain, not being able to stop the tears from streaming down your face because everytime u do, you realise that with each passing day the memory of their faces becomes more blurry. the voices become ruffled in your brain as if theyre just a fragment of your imagination. you bottle up. you scream, you hit, you tire yourself out and try to shake the feeling off but it feels as though its ripping through your bones and leaving ulcers on your heart that pound in pain everytime you go back to the last time you’ve smiled and realising, you cannot remember. sage’s unapologetic demeanour  attracted the wrong crowd. she was the girl who would leave lipstick marks on necks and who’s voice could be heard at the other end of the hallway having an argument with her high school sweetheart. whoever it was that month. she was unapologetically eccentric, sloppy and unwell. but to this day, the people who really know her see her as an incredibly sensitive individual who deals with her issues hands on. who’s piercingly honest, sometimes too much. someone who is able to convey their vulnerability in ways that seem lunatic and astute all at once. she is incredibly tough, she’s able to force anyone look at themselves in the mirror, see themselves in a new light and turn their lives around. just as she is convinced she did

❃ sage was placed in foster care after her parents’ passing and due to her neurotic nature, was never a feasible candidate for adoption.. she worked as a waitress at the local diner owned by a family friend until they realised she was better off helping the chef in the kitchen, away from the customers that often walked right out the Moment sage graced their table JGRIEOGJEI When she turned 18, Sage was given a care plan and various locations where she could make her home. After spending a month, digging through job advertisements and applying to anything that didn’t require a college degree, Sage got one reply. It was an informal email requesting an interview for a furniture sales advisor in captiva island, florida. one of the places on the care plan list. She packed everything she could and moved to Captiva. the next morning, she arrived at the furniture shop and was greeted by a greying man with wood sand on his jeans and a lady with too much hairspray in her hair waving at her from across the counter. And the rest is HISTORY ???  from the moment they’ve welcomed her into their shop, Sage was overwhelmed with the same disorderedness she grew up around and the more she got to know the personalities of her new bosses, the more she learned to appreciate them. coming into work felt more like home than the place she had lived in, with freshly baked pastries ready for her to munch on at her break or a story to listen to in between the busy times. the more they knew sage, the more they allowed her to express her feelings about daily frustrations, accepted her random spurts of energy and understood when she needed a day off or two, or more. soon enough, the moments when she wasn’t at work, she was spending on their couch, looking through their albums of children that had left their nests and simpler times, when all they had to worry about was their curfew. they weren’t soulmates but they were best friends and didn’t let destiny determine their life. Sage looked up to them like no other, comparing their life to the tragedy of her parents’, convincing herself that chasing after your Soulmate, whoever it may be, isn’t worth the chance of risk at all. After working there for 4 years, Sage became like family to the owners of the shop and for her 21st birthday, they decided to gift her with their offering of parenthood. Later that summer, the Hawke family became sages legal parents

❃ i will post some questionnaire later to clarify her personality a little more but it’ll all come through her dialogue .. u know who she reminds me of ??? sophia from girl boss??? or tiffany from silver linings playbook?? shes painfully observant and a huge overthinker. she doesn’t filter her speech and oftentimes, she says things she should not on impulse. she’s neurotic, she’s erratic, she will pick petty fights and blow things out of proportion when you catch her on the wrong day. its like that lyrics thoUGH ‘when im happy oh god im happy??’ you will see it from the way her eyes crinkle and the ways she can’t seem to relax her body. every emotion overwhelms her.. she loves and she protecc until her knuckles bleed and she’s stubborn, she’ll never let you win the argument unless she loves u and she understands that u are probably way wiser than she is. Shes a klutz, she’ll trip over her own feet taking out the trash and spill Literally everything that isnt left empty. She likes little moments in life, the profound ones like that one time her friend let her drive his car even through she didn’t have her driving license or that one time her friend opened up to her even though they never do. She remembers all of those profound moments very clearly and holds onto them for dear life because to her, they are what matters .. Please plot w me if u got to this point because ... DAMNNN :’) u really read all det..... 

❃ why the olive branch ??? its understood to be a symbol of peace .. reconciliation. maybe they met it felt like an ice pack on a bruise ?? maybe they met each other and it felt as though there’s been some kind of a mistake, that they were nothing what they expected their soulmate to be ? maybe they even considered removing their soulmark because it felt so wrong that two polar opposites were meant to make things work?? it almost felt unfair??? maybe even the fact that they can’t feel the emotions of their soulmate can be linked to that .. because u know it would be harder to learn to love, platonically or romantically, someone who you cant easily understand? in addition to that, sage is not an easy person to deal with .. she’s erratic, she’s a know-it-all .. she overthinks like no other, shes easily irritated and explosive and she has always been quite cynical about the idea of a soulmate and it shows with how unwilling she is to share all of herself with a stranger.. a part of her written in destiny. Something shes convinced is ... fickle?? So yeah... an olive branch. For all the profound moments when it feels just right. For when the uncertainty fades away :-)

[connehh]

Tag 9 people you want to get to know better and bold the statements that are true for you

tagged by @kingnamxing and even though I got to this ages later I still love u 

- Appearance -

I am 5'7" or taller (I’m 5′5″ whoop)

I wear glasses (occasionally, they’re for reading and shit but I’m inconsistent af)

I have at least one tattoo ( i want oneee more like many gonna be small and minimalist)

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes 

I have short hair ( compared to how long it used to be yeaa. if I flat iron it probs shoulder length but yeah I got dat mini fro on my head can’t be sure )

My abs are at least somewhat defined (LOL I wish, I’m a literal marshmallow)

I have or have had braces

- Personality -

I love meeting new people

People tell me that I’m funny ( I guess ??? talk to me to find out )

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it (there are so many somethings)

There is something that I would change about my personality

- Ability -

I can sing well (used to be in school choir so kinda??)

I can play an instrument

I can do 30 push-ups without stopping

I’m a fast runner (I’d like to think yes but reality says otherwise)

I can draw well

I have a good memory (I fucking wishhhh my dude, I’m a shit human send me back to the factory)

I’m good at doing math in my head (get that from my dad :) thanks dad)

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute

I have beaten at least two people in arm wrestling (my mum beat me once, I am not proud)

I know how to throw a proper punch

I know how to cook at least three meals from scratch (I can survive on my own motherrr)

- Hobbies -

I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else (few years ago in secondary school yea I was)

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month (does free handing for nail art count??)

I enjoy writing

Fandoms are my #1 passion (hence why I have a tumblr lmao)

I do or have done Martial arts

- Experiences -

I have had my first kiss

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting (listen I am fucking terrible at binge watching it’s sad)

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have been to another country

I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts (I NEED MONEYY coz they don’t come here :( )

- Relationships -

I’m in a relationship

I have a crush on a celebrity (Min Yoongi is my husband along with others)

I have a crush on someone I know (my boyfriend?? or does that not count)

I have been in at least three relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year (one day, it will happen)

I have feelings for a friend

- My life -

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” (got like 3 of those XD)

I live close to my school (not going to school rn sadly)

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States

There is snow right now where I live (the day that happens we’re all gonna die)

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

- Random -

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair (got bleach highlights once upon a time)

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the last week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life (I have a general idea?)

I speak at least two languages (I won’t be helpless if I go to france I think)

I have made a new friend in the past year 

tagging @meesha-imida @king-seok-jin @dancekinghobi @taezever @eggboyrm @badpoetsclub @huggablegiant @ahgaseposts @different-or-weird

[wcstwood-blog]

* zoey 101 vc * are u ready ?! folds hands i am usually so late to errything its annoying butofc im early for dis ….. i am, como se dice DUMB bc i decided to throw a party last night @ me ( mtv welcome to my... ) crib & i was getting shiet ready and dint realize we opened he he he. hi kweens and kweenettes , im one of the trashy admins™ here: bea …but u can call me…. anytime…. im 19 and im livin it up in the pst bc we$t co@$t bih. i lost my hoots & hollers when the gals n i started this rp cuh i luv rich kid rps so much sm and hunter is a muse ive been dyin to play whever i can tbh tho i just really ᵘʰʰʰʰ love matt daddy . plz on Everything That i Have , plot with me, hunter is deada$$ the biggest drama starter and u won’t regrat plotting wit me cuz i’ll show u a good time boo boos . under the cut is where u’ll find more about him >:)  just so y’all kno … i lava u <3

i will now put a few cute lil facts right over here if ur all 2 lazy like i tend to be

⇝ ok so as u all now know hunter is the resident fucker up in this binch , tbh i’m pretty sure he low key runs the local gossip column he is so extra ( like he’s that d r a m a t i c )

⇝ his mom and dad are basically just both fake ass peeps & they’re both hecka dramatic like her mom deadass planned hunter’s birth so it happened in the middle of her best friend’s wedding alkshdig and they’ve been passing him from nanny to nanny ever since he was like 3 years old ok fr tho i recommend reading his bio (when i rewrite it a bit bc it’s a 2/10 ¯\_(ツ)_/¯) to fully understand all the shit that happened w his parents and how much it fucked him up i cRY … so p much for now he’s got major mommy & daddy issues

⇝ long story short he shits on everybody, i f u think he wn’t shit on you ur  100% wrong he has bowel problems clearly

⇝ homeboy is the actual walmart discount chuck bass, like his looks are meh & he dsnt really care for himself /that/ much but *anything inconvenient happens/trying to get what he wants* “i’m hunter westwood.” (DEADASS JUS REFER TO THIS VIDEO AND DIE…https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0UHpZlzvMnc) like he suffers from extreme #godcomplex sdjnkjsdfjsd pls help him

⇝ so p much this is him on the outside always ready to fiTe n never back down but this is the broken bean on the inside

⇝ no one throws more shade @ hunter than hunter (ง'̀-‘́)ง

⇝ oh and – he’s also a hoE like he’s so horny that he’s probs stuck his dick in a bag of cheetos at some point but lbr he’s always gettin some w someone n wherever he goes he just leaves a strong of broken hearts behind

⇝ i don’t know what else to say ok but like really he is just a douche without a cause but deep down like way way d own he is actually a pretty decent person who just can’t figure out to be happy bc he just hasnt ?? ever felt truly happy?? like yeah he could easily just turn his life over n everything and have a divine intervention or smth extra like dat but he just wants his parents 2 LOVE him is that so much 2 as k for ?? hu h ? huh ?? ? so he just messes shit up to try to get their attention even those he’s a twenty-four y/o M A N S, i will FIGHT hunter if he doesn’t get his shit together i s2g

fun facts:

⇝ he has two dogs and they’re rescues and he’d die for them (the only things he’s committed too whoops) ⇝ he’s covered in tattoos that mean absolutely nothing and when people ask him about them he changes up the stories behind them every time ⇝ aggresively italian (from his ma’s side) has a pasta maker if u don’t like to eat dont hang out w him sdjfkdsk

….. n yeah i mean , i suck @ these so if u wanna kno more abt him just ask some q’s & i’ll give u a’s

*flips a table lovingly* come plot with me !!! ! or i will come plot with u, i’ ll hunt everybody doWn i swear 2 hunter !

jk .. that’s all i think .. thnx u for bein a trooper n reading all of that if u did *in my best youtuber voice possible* comment below “bea is a nut suckin idiot” to confuse the subscribers (;; hahaha thnks again !! ( oh & look down below for some plot ideas *wink wink* )

but yea like this and i’ll falcon punch my way into ur dm’s w shitty puns n memes

also everyone should join the #hunterdefensesquad™ just sayin

- ̗̀ some p lit plot ideas bc y not  ̖́-

[could-i-be-any-cooler-blog]

A story written from a Tumblr Perspective

Before anyone reads this I would like to point out this story might feel exaggerated or cheesy or just plain stupid, well it was intended, keep that in mind. Thank you. A story written from a Tumblr perspective. U know this trip could have ended differently, it's too late tho, you see I'm falling off a cliff right now because of a rare desease I like to call the IDDLT, short for imaginative death due to loss of tumblr, don't believe me? Well there was this chicken, it could fly and it told me that I was... whatsup with da crazy face? Oh... yes I should probably start from the beginning, it all began with two words and an exclamation mark. No wifi!? Yes honey for the millionth time the secluded valley we are going to will not have wifi! But, but, DAD! Don't worry dear, think of it as a way to open ur mind... to calm ur soul and shakra... ahh don't u just feel it honey, u spend too much time on that Facebook app of yours anyways. MOM!! How dare u insult my tumblr like that!! It's not Facebook!! Oh u kids with ur apps these days, they're both blue? What's the difference!? At this point I just went full silent treatment teenager sulking mode, I wasn't going to talk to anyone, breath for anyone, not even think of anyone except of my precios tumblr. Only I didn't know what kinda seclusion was in store for me... dan dan dan daaaan 5 hours later *spongebob narritve voice Ah so secluded not even the car could come with. It's true, my dad seemed very ok with this, we had to leave the car behind, and then had to walk for an hour, like what's up with that? Nature and walking *shudder. Oh honey this is amazing, it's so yoga! Wait hold up, let's take a minute to just breathe and think about this... inhale* exhale* now the question is, is yoga an adjective!? Society these days. Anything for u sweetie! Now I will spare u detail of what took place in the next 1/2 a second for two reasons 1. No human should have to endure that 2. Because I looked away, but from the sound I heard it was a kiss, a freaking kiss! I know right talk about public indecency. U may be wondering much commentary many wow, but only like this will u understand where I stand... *snicker* did u see dat *snicker* i used stand twice... yea it wasn't that funny... moving on! What my mom had so wonderfully described as yoga, was a small eco house and a chicken coop in the middle of an Alaskan valley, the things ppl build... And I thought to myself... What a shitty wooooorld... Thank you, thank you! Performance by the one and only Chloe garcia, bob on Tumblr for all you Tumblr boys and girls out there, no straight white males tho!! U may be thinking, how the hell did I, wonderful smart bisexual 1/16 Asian girl I, get a tumblr handle like bob, it's so unoriginal it's amazing, let me tell you how. I fought a guy for it, his name was bob... Muahahahaha I do what I do. ;) ... ... I think my minds deteriorating. Like literally. I think I might die. Oooooh I might ride a helicopter to the E.R. Dude! What if, In the middle of the ride, I'd just jump out! I'd be the girl that didn't want to be saved! So poetic, such tumble worthy, many wow. That'd be a good way to go *sighs dreamily*. Wow... I never cease to amaze myself, other people must think I'm the bomb!! Like who wouldnt think th- Chloe!!! Sweetie can you hear me?!?!?! Gosh mom! Are you trying to make me deaf!?!? Well I've been trying to get your attention for the last few minutes. ... Anyways, me and your dad are going to be occupying the house for a lit- HOLD UP! Im getting some weird vibes, Alright so she is smirking at him, and he's got her in an embrace... and they want me out of the house... ... ... ... FUCK this SHIT IM OUT! -tle so we would appreciate if you would explore som- I get it, I get it! you guys should be ashamed u know. Making your daughter come all the way down here just so she has too try and avoid *shuddering with no end* u guys *again shuddering* having *chocking* *cough*. We're only human Chloe. One day you'll understand dear. No! I will never understand! Sex in no way will ever be understandable! I'll be in the chicken coop far far away from you disgusting creatures! *cue the aggressive stomping/ walking to said stinky chicken coop and the agrresive door closing of stinky chicken coop cause I'm a teenager and I'm pissed and I'm allowed to show it* Thud. Boom. Her majesty the queen, are you alright? Whaaaaaaaaa *groan* You hit your head on the way in your highness. And with that the big chicken warrior did a curtsy. So cute. And then the nerdy chicken in the back told me it was the engineers fault completely, he had forgotten to adjust the door size to your highness stature, then proceeded to offer me his deepest apologies and beg that he not become fried chicken. I like fried chicken. Fried chicken is good. I can't have fried chicken. I'm vegan. ... ... ... HOLD UP! (Wow that's the second one today, my life's turning to shit) I stood up so quickly, I almost passed out again, and I may or may not have fallen back down, but not before I made my point! Are you guys chickens or aliens? Your highness, said the cute little nerd chicken with a slight chuckle, we are definitely chickens. But but, ur speaking? Like English? For that there is only one explanation your highness. The Internet. Now let me describe to you the reaction I had too these words 2 words. HALE FUCKING LUJAH! YOU GUYS ARE DA BEST! what's da password tho. Your highness, it's your highness's name. we had it changed as soon as you arrived. C with caps I presume Yes your highness. Kk What's the deal with that btw? With what your highness? With the whole your highness thing and queen stuff, like what's up with that? let me tell you about the prophecy the person that brought us here told us, and with this he came closer and told me the whole story. A long long time ago our king and a few others we're brought here to live and thrive,they were given a computer and wifi and with that they learned. A few weeks later our carrier came back surprised that we had already learned how to speak and write, so he left us a set of instructions to keep us safe from the world that would never understand us, and they were. never to leave the chicken coop so we built underground , respect our fellow chicken, and not everything on the internet is good. And one very very important one. If a girl of my kind ever comes, treat her as if she was queen, for she, surely is. Wow. Cheesy much? That is how your lordship instructed and that is we have followed through. Over the years we have prepared for your arrival and have built and created technologies unknown to man, and all of it, was for you. Again wow. Cheesy much? You are set to receive the highest honor in our community, the purple egg with golden stripes. Cool beans. So where is this egg? In one hour there will be a ceremony in your honor, where you will receive said egg, your highness. Niiice Ever heard of Tumblr? Yes, your highness, it is a despicable addictive opinionated app isn't it, your highness. We have told our young kings to stay away, for it changes oneself. ... *eye twitching* Ok, no, this isn't so. There's a good side to Tumblr. With fear the little chicken trembled and admitted there was certainly a good side too it. Good good. I wish for the ceremony too begin now. I have a point too make. Of course your majesty. Thank you. ... ... ... *a few minutes later* *Trumpets and whatnot* *chicken cheers* Settle down, settle down. We are gathered here today to do what we were raised for, to give our lovely Chloe her rightful place, the royalty egg. Please take this as the key to our efforts and fruits. Thank you, king KFC. By taking the egg, it melted in my hands and made purple feathers and gold flakes show up on my skin. And ultimately I was a chicken. Thank you for receiving this gift Chloe. WTF! U made me a chicken! Dude! Why! There's no bigger honor than being a chicken?!?! What's wrong with you!?!? And with this the whole chicken folk went into distress and started clucking and exploding into fried chicken, I seem to have upset them, pretty soon they were all dead and I was eating chicken, real good, great meat this folk had, I then realized I was a cannibal since technically I was a chicken. After I ate I somehow flapped my wings and started to fly, which was quite cool I guess that's the honor they were talking about, sadly they couldn't see it. Oops. Oh well and then I hit the ceiling. Boom. Thud. Chloe are you ok!?!? My mom screamed at me with blood in her hands, a bit exaggerated in my opinion but oh well, I realized then I was actually quite hurt, back in the chicken coop, and not a chicken. Cool is all I could think. I can't really remember what happened next, but I think I was on the way to the hospital in a helicopter and I remember thinking, i predicted this shit all da way!! I also remembered the other part, the suicidal the sad part of me remembered what I was going to do if this happened, to be honest, I'm quite relieved. So I did it. So on my way down I thought I'd tell you all of this, and explain my desease, we all know it was an excuse. An excuse for not wanting to hear the world anymore or to see it, Tumblr really did ruin it for me. Thank you.

[erunerwynter]

About my ocs bc translating my fics apparently has this effect to me

Warning: stupid shit

Kevin - half orc wizard  - tried so hard and got so far - grew in a human settlement so that’s why he has a human name - his mother didn’t hate him, which is a good thing - wants to make his mama proud by becoming the best wizard that ever existed - also bc people in his village first and the other students at the Arcanum (the magic academy of the world where all of this is setted in, Gaia) later treated him like shit bc an half-orc wizard? u gotta be kiddin - that why he a Angry SJW™ - gay af but who has time for relationship i goTTA STUDY - he tol - spiky fangs but i love him regardless - my actual son - v paranoid about his spellbook bc at the academy of magic stupid students burned his first spellbook so there’s that - my precious boi pls love him - has an halfling boyfriend, Andrej - a cat person - has a raven familiar bc Aesthetic™ - loves the smell of ink - would have supported Anders in his decision to blow up the Chantry

(putting the rest of them under a read more bc it’s gonna be long)

Andrej - halfling fighter  - has a giant wolf named Zero, that often uses as a mount - he smol, he mysteryous  - born in a tribe of nomad halflings, where he learned to fight - but then he fucked up big time and was kicked out - worked as a mercenary for a while - one day he found Zero, that was still a pupper, and adopted him - Zero is basically his best and only friend - “doggos are better then people” - has a sister that studies at the Arcanum, she’s a really good wizard - one day he visits her and meets Kevin, his future boyfriend - fights with a rapier bc Aesthetic™ - has a tattoo somewhere - “i will punch you in the dick Kevin” - embodiment of “id sell you to Satan for one corn chip” - he may look like a tough guy but he just needs to be loved - loves being the little spoon - he also gay af

Hòdur - drow alchemist - adopted by a human witch, raised in, like. the islands with the most xenophobic elves of the entire world and still managed to survive - has a stepbrother, an half-elf named Taro, and i will talk abt him later - talk shit abt Taro and he will poison u - “i dont trust all that stupid magic shit” “excuse me r u aware that ur mother is a literal witch” - rlly he just doesn’t have talent for magic so he just. decided that magic is stupid and turned to alchemy - he a Man Of Science™ - “the risk i took was calculated  but man am i bad at math” - Heterosexual Token™ - worries too much - is willing to Fuck Shit Up - hates loud noises - “why cant you all just leave me aLONE”

Taro - half-elf bard - apparently living embodiment of elves’ perfection - actually a little shit - talk shit abt Hòdur and he will kick u in the teeth - has nicknames for everyone - loves 2 embarass his big bro (bc Hòdur is the big bro) - 5 centimeters (more or less 2 inches for u englishpersons) taller than Hòdur, always reminds that to him - (this annoys Hòdur to no end) - (and that’s why Taro does it) - “so Kevin how do you and Lem do that” “FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS TARO SHUT THE FUCK UP” (that was Hòdur) - sexuality what is that - had a thing with the blacksmith’s son - the bastard has a really smooth voice  - would wear the t-shirt that has “Sin” written on it (you know the one) - i love him holy shit

Robin - tiefling maga (the class name is actually magus but Robin is a she so) with the skirnir archetype (the base class equivalent of the prestige class of the Eldricht Knight, but with the archetype that makes her a shield mage basically) - Angst™  - wants to do the right thing and she will do it - her favourite Overwatch character would be Pharah or Reinhardt - she has a shield and she’s not afraid to use it - always stressed af does she even sleep - always hears the voices of her devilish inheritance - praying conforts her a little tho - a very religious person - well she was raised by a priestess of the god of love and compassion, so - yea she was abandoned as a child bc her parents were nobles and you can’t have a tiefling daughter that would be A Bad Thing - so a priestess adopted her and teched her how to be a rlly good person and to protect the innocent - “I BELIEVE IN U o wait did u just killed an innocent now im gonna Fuck You Up™”  - “a sex drive what is that where is sex driving does it have a license”

Ume

- sea elf shaman (hybrid class between the witch and the oracle) - like,, indecision but as a person - has an hawk as a familiar wihich is pretty strange bc she is really tied with the spirits of the sea - looks like a cinnamom roll is actually a cinnamom roll - “do you prefer red or blue” “I LOVE BOTH OF THEM U CAN’T MAKE ME CHOOSE” - the kind of fangirl who has way too many ships - likes swimming - except for that one time when she almost drowned she didn’t like swimming in that moment - Moana vibes - yeah u know moana was so good and im so weak that’s why she lives in an island and talks to the sea sometimes - there was that one time when she flirted back at Ikaro and he almost died for the surprise - she was, like, the Best Shaman Apprentice on the island but she wasn’t really sure wheter become shaman or not bc if she accepted her role she wouldn’t be able to see the world - but at the same time she loves her island and her people so - yeah she kinda gets homesick a lot - but she got to see the Arcanum and the big cities and the Moon Mountains and the Ramil Desert so there’s that - her hawk is cute, she screm - witch shaped like a friend

Ikaro

- the Human Token™, a gunslinger - dat boi - son of a gun - jesse mccree but as a pirate - birate - lovechild of Han Solo and Jesse McCree  - “im not a pirate im a buccaneer” - the fuckboiest fuckoi that ever fuckboied - tried to flirt with Ume and got a “stop embarassing yourself!” from Taro - “the loser had it coming” –cit. @eldrich-archivist - has seen some shit - stole some of that - and murdered some other - he doesn’t regret killing people, but that doesn’t mean he likes doing so - “i’m not good, i’m not bad, but i sure as hell ain’t ugly” - travelled on a pirate ship for many years - he feels like he is searching for something, in the vast seas of Gaea, but even he doesn’t know what, or who - has a Dark Past™, that’s why he’s on the run - not the captain on the ship he’s on - just one of the many men on board - (his captain is a very badass aasimar lady maybe i’ll give a backstory to her later) - sinnamom roll - flirted with Kevin and Lem almost stabbed him - then flirted with Lem and Kevin almost killed him with a lightning - also likes flirting with death - kinky af, probably into bondage - lowkey a furry

And finally, my favourite

Allegra

- dwarf sorceress/bard but a dancer - she’s mute, so she casts spell while dancing - travelled with a travelling circus - ran away from her home in the Underworld bc she’s transgender and feared that her father wouldn’t understand - her powers come from the storm (stormborn bloodline) - Taro’s nickname for her is “Lady Thunderdwarf” - Taro is also a very good friend of her, he sings for her and she dances - sometimes when she dances she summons the rain unconsciusly - her name means “happy” or “cheerful” in Italian - cinnamom roll, too good for this world, too pure - hates little and close spaces - has a birthmark that is suspiciously similar to the holy symbol of the god of the wind but?? maybe it’s a coincidence??? maybe not??? who knows - at first she can only talk with Kevin bc he’s the only one in their “party” that knows sign language but then they teach it to everyone - she and Kevin are really great friends bc they both know how it feels to be an outcast - didn’t believe in love at first sight until she met Zero - “ALLEGRA STOP THROWING MAGIC AT MY DOG HE’S BITING THIN AIR YOU’LL MAKE HIM FEEL SAD” - never came out to her dwarven family, and she regrets that a little - but she’s still scared, so she doesn’t write to them - she has two brother (one older and the other younger; the former has died) and a younger sister; her mother died when she was little so she doesn’t remember much - she doesn’t know, but her father cares deeply about her, even if he still thinks of her as a “him” - family is very important to dwarves, and she feels that Ume and Kevin and the other are like a family to her now - before she met Taro, when she was still travelling with the circus, she danced on the music of Kakeru, a young bard from the Eastern continent that is the Kukize that is very good at playing the shamisen and teached her how to read his native language and told her the myths and the legends of his land. she teached him the sign language and how to read dwarven runes - she can forge things bc that’s a thing that every dwarf learns, but she is no master of that art - i love her so much asklabaksdsksfgagsds