#🌊! rubia

[hisui-dreamer]

a short break

Pairing: Jade Leech x gn!reader

Synopsis: A short break wouldn't do any harm, and your favourite eel can be very convincing

Tags: fluff, comfort established relationship, bot proofread

Word count: 644

Notes: happy birthday @twistedchatterboxed!!! i hope i'm not late hehe. i wrote this remembering how you liked fluffy comfort fics, so i hope you'll enjoy it <3 thanks for doing sm for the twst community!!

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You sat in the Mostro Lounge, nestled among the vibrant energy of the bustling restaurant, its symphony of clinking cutlery and animated conversations creating a lively backdrop to your work. This place, with its enchanting ambience, held a special place in your heart, acting as a catalyst for productivity.

It was your favourite place in the entire school. Not only does the alluring atmosphere fuel your efficiency, but it also grants you the pleasure of catching glimpses of your favourite person time and time again.

But this time, it would appear none of that could stop you from dozing off. Your body seemed ensnared in a trance, a heavy fog descending upon your senses. Eyelids weighed down by fatigue drooped, teasing the embrace of sleep. Your grip on your pen weakened, as if the world itself conspired to pull you under its darkened veil...

“Tired?”

A voice broke through the haze of drowsiness, momentarily reviving your senses. Turning your gaze towards the source, you hazily found Jade standing next to your table, his expression tinged with concern.

You blinked slowly, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep that clung to your mind. With a faint smile, you replied, "Just a bit. I guess I've been pushing myself too hard lately."

Jade's concern deepened as he pulled out the chair beside you and took a seat. "You've been working non-stop. Maybe it's time for a break? You deserve some rest."

You sighed, the countless deadlines and tests scheduled surfacing in your mind. "I'd love to, but there's so much work to be done."

Leaning closer, Jade placed a gentle hand on your arm, his voice filled with gentle reassurance. "I understand the pressure you're under, but remember that taking care of yourself is just as important. Sometimes, a short break can actually increase your productivity in the long run."

His words resonated with you, a small flicker of hope igniting within. Perhaps a respite was exactly what you needed. The weight of exhaustion seemed to lessen as you considered his suggestion.

Taking a deep breath, you relented, your determination wavering. "You're right, Jade. I suppose a short break won't hurt."

He smiled gently. "It's settled then," he said, his voice carrying a hint of mischief. Without another word, he swept you off your feet, lifting you in his strong arms, bridal style.

"J-jade!? What are you doing?!" you asked, frantically holding onto him for safety.

He chuckled as if nothing was strange. "Why, you can't be expected to rest here now. Let's go to the VIP room. I'm sure Azul wouldn't mind."

Though you doubted Azul would be so lenient on you, you couldn't rebut his words as his warmth started settling into your body as he carried you effortlessly through the bustling restaurant, his strong hold making you feel completely at ease.

"Jade... Can you keep me company while I sleep?" you murmured, your words muffled against his neck.

His eyebrow furrowed as he considered your request. "You wish for me to stay here while you sleep...?" The surprise in his voice was evident, but he was more than willing to oblige. "Certainly... I can stay if you'd like me to."

As his words washed over you, the fatigue finally won its battle, and the last bits of your consciousness faded away. Your body surrendered to the embrace of sleep, trusting Jade to watch over you.

Jade's lips parted in a soft smile as he watched you sleep, his heart swelling with affection. You looked so peaceful, so vulnerable, nestled against him. It was moments like these that reminded him of how fortunate he was to have you in his life, that someone as wonderful as you could be so comfortable around him.

"Rest well, my pearl..." He whispered, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your forehead.

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Some NymphLeech art for @twistedchatterbox I did a while ago༄☆

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[nymphleech]

Voice Lines • Rubia Leech

-> topic : dorms

"So you'd like to know about the dorms, hm? I won't promise much, but I'm willing to converse."

"I like it here in Octavinelle, unsurprisingly."

"I wonder if I could make a catalogue of each dorms favorite things- not specific subjects, but I've noticed some similarities in how they favor certain things."

"Would it shock you to learn I get along fairly well with Riddle?- Going by your expression, it seems I was right.. You're aware that he's not allergic to the entire dorm, yes?"

"Perfect, do you ever find yourself wondering which dorm you'd be sorted to, had your circumstances been any different?" "Oh, is that a weird question? Ah- So I caught you by surprise, I see."

"I avoid visiting Savannaclaw and Scarabia as much as I can, I just hate the scalding temperatures.."

"I've heard that Pomefiore dorm can be quite the nice place to visit for some peace and quiet. I'll have to see it for myself at some point"

"Hearing about students who are upset about their dorm sorting is always interesting; sometimes I find it ironic, because the reason for their dissatisfaction shows just how well they fit in."

"Dorm rooms? Well, I suppose it's a decent topic." "In my case, I have the entire room to myself; which is a relief since I like having some privacy."

"In some dorms, most two second years will have to share a room; though there can be exceptions- your would-be roommate could drop out or become the dorm warden, leaving you to hog the entire place."

"You look so shocked and unconvinced to hear that I might have friends outside of Octavinelle- it's almost insulting, if not mildly amusing."

"I wonder if the budgeting is different between dorms, well, excluding Ramshackle."

"You'd like to know if i roomed with anyone during my first year?- My, my, don't you think that's a bit too personal to ask?"

#🌊.voicelines #🌊.Rubia Leech

[twistedchatterbox]

A day in the life of TWST (authors edition)

Summary: A day in the life of various twisted authors, the happy, the funny and the simpery. Enjoy. ft. Hydra/Rubia(Me) , Pione(@oepionie) , Aster ( @v-anrouge ), Ari ( @shinmon-c​ ), Eros ( @cupids-chamber​ ) , Rie( @sephyriae ) tags: friends, literally for my moots, april 1st vibes and pranks, references to many interactions, i simp for Jade while dating him in this fic, Ari is crushing on Riddle, Aster gets “secret admirer letters” and we think its Rook, Pione and I are work friends (sorry you have to put up with my simping), i am a horrible influence, Eros gets no sleep (i am a horrible enabler), Floyd horror stories from yours truly, Authors get to vibe, self indulgence, no beta i overblot like a fucking moron  

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“The usual” Eros murmured to themself, the noise barely leaving their throat as Rubia handed them the mug of coffee that always got them through the day. Looking up with the original intent to thank her, they instead found themselves puzzled by the bartender’s amused gaze. “Eh?”- And of course, instead of allowing any coherent interaction, she shrugged and turned her back; not that Eros minded, it just allowed them to drink their 5am coffee in peace. Not that the Monstro Lounge was open, not so early. it’s just that they asked Rubia. Eros’ phone illuminated the otherwise dark establishment, the DMs still open: Hydra🌊, the contact name of their usual bartender and friend. “Open yet?” (- Cupid ;sent at 4:30am) “Coffee?” (- Hydra ;sent at 4:30am) “Sure” (-Hydra ;sent at 4:30am) Eros sighed as they closed the messenger app and opted for scrolling through magicam, only to let out a noise of annoyance and disapproval when they encountered the many posts by NRC students who were whining and complaining about class, it was just too early for that shit. They closed the apps and turned off the phone, putting it screen first onto a napkin as they breathed and allowed the ambiance of Octavinelle to work its magic. “How to prevent passing out in class?” Eros asked half-seriously as their eyes followed the up and awake bartender who laughed. For reasons unknown to them, they supposed and rolled their eyes. Yet they also found themselves half-surprised when she hummed and replied; “Do you sleep?” Rubia looked back with an amused and knowing gaze, “Like, at all?” and her voice was playful, smug if they had to describe it further. Eros, doing their best to remain deadpan, said “No.” in an attempt to mask their own amusement at the ridiculousness of the situation.  4:30 am, having coffee at the Octavinelle commercial lounge, named monstro lounge, as if Rubia was any less guilty for being up and awake at this hour either; even if she was more energized and awake, somehow. The bartender grinned as she turned back properly and leaned on the counter behind her, satisfied with what she was about to say. “I think that narrows it down to the root problem pretty well.” Hypocrite, Eros chuckled internally. “Fair enough.”

Pione was confident that she was not getting paid enough for this- Floyd grabbed a nearby heartslabyul student like a baseball bat as he swung harder than his mood swings. -but at least it was entertaining. She leaned onto the counter as she watched it go down, making a thumbs up gesture in appreciation when her coworker pushed a bowl of chips and some soda her way; taking a chip, she mumbled a “thamks”, cowering her chewing mouth with the back of her hand. Next to her was Rubia, sitting cross-legged on the front of the bar, her PE jacket tied around her waist, back from a jog or a job; not that she had a way of knowing without asking. Taking a sip from her bottle, her co worker nodded, saying “You’re welcome.” without peeling her eyes from the absolute mess unfolding in front of them both. Usually, it wouldn’t be any less chaotic, it would just be in a different font- if Pione had to use Rubia’s descriptions, at least. Most of the time, Pione would be serving with Floyd while her friend stuck around in the kitchen to accompany Jade, making a note to knock before entering which was frankly amusing- to her, not to Azul, though she didn’t care too much about that. Often times, she would be served a nice drink if she played accomplice to whatever Rubia and Jade were doing that day; not that she knew what they were up to, ignorance was bliss, probably. Plus, the benefits were nice. “Shouldn’t we intervene?” Pione asked, not moving a muscle and instead looking at her friend to gauge her reactions, “Yeah” Rubia replied, unphased and utterly unbothered. 

“Anything new going on?” Rubia asked, unhurriedly walking alongside her childhood friend; having just gone out to skip PE in favor of getting drinks.

The two quickly thanked their luck for working in their favor, Rubia having just finished “a job” and Rie being in the right place right time. Talking about their days so far and going over a few memories, now making small talk. Rie hummed, shaking her head and shrugging it off as she said “No, not really.” and looking back at her friend, “What about you?”. Rubia entertained the question for a minute or two before settling on an answer, “The usual, its entertaining though.” to which Rie made a sound of acknowledgement. Not to say she didn’t have something else to ask. The Water Nymph looked back up from her drink, taking a sip as the playful giggle of her friend reached her ears, who asked “Well, what about Jade?”- making her promptly cough on her drink.  Rie laughed in a mix of panic and amusement, hushing a few mumbled sentences like “oh my sevens” and “sorry” between the giggling as she pat her friend on the back. Only backing off once Rubia finally took a large breather and exhaled, “Haa.. fuck-” she laughed.  “You could’ve warned me, y’know?” the water nymph said, though it held no weight nor was it a question. The young priestess looked to the side before meeting her gaze, “Well?” and Rubia accepted defeat.  “it’s been going well -” she started, picking her words while her childhood friend waited, “it’s fun, and he’s wonderful” she settled on, making Rie smile and in turn herself too.   “I knew he’d treat you well” the priestess said, slowly gesturing for her friend to follow. Rubia obliged. Rie had a rehearsal with Vil, afterall, and she didn’t want to be the reason for her friend to be late; aware of how important this was to her. “You were always there, still are” ,the water nymph said, “whenever we met up and talked, you’d hint at it too; i sometimes wonder if you saw this coming.” and Rie gave a playful grin.  “Maybe!” she laughed, and Rubia nodded; well aware she would never get a clear answer. it wasn’t like she minded, though, the company was enough. instead, she decided to stir the conversation back to memories “Do you remember whenever we talked about it?” she asked, Rie lighting up at the suggestion, conversing about her childhood together with her bestfriend. 

Rubia hummed as she went through the letters, tossing one envelope back on the desk, “Very french.” she says, looking back at Aster who does his best not to laugh.  “Very french.” He repeats with a wheeze of his own, gathering his nerves, “Yeah?” he asks the obvious question, not needing to put it together.  “Yeah that’s definitely Rook” The Octavinelle student confirms with a nod, somewhere between finding this funny and exhausting, leaning on humorous. She then sighs, asking the inevitable “But can you read french?” ...”Wait-” The two stared at each other as the silence and hilarity of the situation grew thicker. “Wait- You gotta be kidding me-” she said, looking at him in the eyes “’Swear i’m not-” was the response. And so Rubia decided to just lean against the side of the bed as she tried to make sense of it. Thankfully Aster intervened before she thoroughly lost it and beat Rook with an auto translator. “Okay but i can understand some words-” He said, looking to the side and confirming this was getting his friends attention, “I can guess a few phrases since, y’know,” trailing off. “Since it’s Rook?”  “Yeah.” He leaned closer to the edge of his bed, “Thoughts?” She instantly locked eyes with him and said, deadpanned, “And prayers.” “’Cause bitch, what the fuck.” 

“He’s so cute, my wife” Ari sighed, leaning onto the counter as they talked their friend’s ear off.Namely, Rubia.  Though it would be more accurate to say she was listening carefully of her own will; humming in acknowledgement whenever they asked a question like ‘you get it, right??’  to show she was paying attention.  “What am I gonna do with him” Ari whined, cupping their cheeks in the palms of their hands, leaning on their elbows as they gauged the Water Nymph’s reaction as she handed them their drink and dessert of choice. Strawberry tarts a light drink to go with it, which they took a sip of as they kept their eyes on Rubia.  As if anything could prepare them for it. “Confess.” And as if on cue, they choked on the sip of their drink as they coughed, promptly pat on the back by the person who caused the problem.  “Girl- What the fuck-” Ari said between coughs as the Water nymph thoroughly cleaned the spilt drink with a napkin and gave them another cup of it, as if she knew this would happen; knowing her, Ari was confident she planned it. Seemingly unaffected by the glare of her friend, Rubia hummed, only turning back with a triumph grin of victory as she asked “Yes?”, returning the eye contact. “What do you mean by ‘yes’?!” Ari questioned, it wasn’t exactly a yell, though the tone of that hushed sentence surely could be registered so.  “I said you should confess, and? Is it bad advice?” was the reply from the Octavinelle student. They rolled their eyes, “If you’re willing to give advice-” they began,  “-and not for a price-” narrowing their eyes as they emphasized, “what would you tell me?”   Not too surprisingly, Rubia’s expression softened, though they had no clue what she was thinking. Like most of the time. “Just go for it.” She shrugged, “He loves you.” and just like that, she was back to what she was doing previously. Thankfully they didn’t begin on their new drink yet, Ari thought; that surely would’ve been the death of them.

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De vuelta a la realidad, por un instante se me congeló el corazón tras saber de su existencia.. ella.. la que tenía tu mano sobre su pierna, entre sus manos enjoyadas.

Me invadió ese mismo miedo de saberme engañada como en el pasado por hombres que fingen estar pero no están, dueños de una historia que en realidad le pertenece a alguien más, en la que yo soy solo un montón de letras sin valor y sin sentido. Ese miedo de tener que desechar todo lo que mi ingenua mente y corazón han construido por ti durante este tiempo, desde que tu mente cautivó la mía.

Mi memoria recordó haber visto ese rostro antes y haber sospechado que tal vez tuvo alguna remota importancia en tu panorama. Así que volví y luego de unas cuantas hojeadas, me quedó claro que estaba en lo correcto. Sin embargo, desde hace tres años que no aparece acompañada por tu brillante cabellera rubia. Y efectivamente, ninguno parece tener ya cercanía alguna entre sí más allá de esa festividad olvidada por tu padre.

Entonces, tranquilidad.. 🌊

Entonces respiré profundamente una vez más. La tranquilidad de que todo puede continuar como hasta ahora, mejorando y volviéndose más íntimo y fuerte con cada día que nuestras mentes se cruzan entre ideas y lenguas.

Sin embargo, la cuestión base permanece.. la ignorancia sobre tu verdadero presente y la sombra que tal vez se una con la tuya cada día, para desaparecer juntas por las noches. Porque ni tu dulce boca rosada ni tus suaves dedos han mencionado detalle alguno sobre tu danza de sombras a través del tiempo, y lo que la experiencia me ha enseñado, es que el silencio y el anonimato social usualmente conducen al engaño, a la mentira.

Pero no todo es calamidad. Al menos este evento me ha reafirmado que las piezas de tu tablero son del color correcto, y que las cualidades de tu interés van más allá de lo banal y lo simplista. Que las dos sombras de tu colección personal que he conseguido conocer hasta ahora, son ambas colosales estructuras dignas de tu admiración. Y que como tal, existe la posibilidad de encontrar en ti lo que tanto he buscado desde el inicio de los tiempos, y que tú, por consiguiente, no retrocederás ni te minimizarás hasta desaparecer entre moléculas.

Trapdoors that open

I spiral down

You’re living in a fantasy world

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🌊 Capítulo Uno: Mismos pasos, ¿mismo destino? 🌊

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 «— Pasaron los días, las semanas, los meses... Y con ello... También los años , el Monte Parmaso seguía siendo un lugar hermoso, el sol seguía tocando la montaña y ocultándose en ellas, con este paso de los años , también surgieron grandes cambios, uno de ellos fueron que los lobos y los pegasos dejaron de ser tapetes o ropa para los guerreros, se empezaron a utilizar otro tipo de material para la vestimenta, en cuanto a los animales tocaron, pues son buenas compañías para la caza y las batallas, incluso se quitaron en miembros de la familia.

Después de ir a hablar con los brujos, llegaron a un acuerdo de paz y llamarlos en caso tal de que necesitan ayuda con la flota enemiga, los romanos masacraron a muchos de ellos hace varios siglos atrás, podrían dejar los rencores atrás y no fue nada fácil para algunos con este acuerdo, incluso algunos del ejército de Constantine estaban dispuestos a dar pelea de ser necesario. gracias nunca llegó a tal grado y una bruja se ofreció para ir hasta Parmaso y ser la entrenadora de las siguientes generaciones de guerreros para toda Grecia y también, para que su pueblo vea que sí hay esperanza de confiar en los griegos, el nombre de está mujer pelirroja es Acacia, una bruja con gran talento y es buena para el manejo de armas y también para el combate cuerpo a cuerpo.

Para que los jóvenes sean reconocidos como verdaderos guerreros, primero deben pasar por una prueba de supervivencia y en pareja, el/la joven que pueda acabar con el oponente pasará a ser el digno guerrero capacitado para ir a la guerra, pero, quién no pase dicha prueba, entonces deberá enfrentarse a más pruebas difíciles de superar.

Los jóvenes Evan, Colín y Alicia lograron pasar este tipo de pruebas, ahora es el turno de Helena Floros para ser la próxima guerra y continuar el legado que su familia ha constituido de generación en generación, una prueba en la cual no está tan segura de poder pasar. Normalmente para estar tipo de eventos hay mucha competencia en los jóvenes, algunos padres pueden demostrar rudeza, en el caso de Helena es todo lo contrario, sus padres siempre le han dicho que mantuviera la calma y se concentre siempre en su objetivo y no atacar por impulso.

Un buen consejo para una joven que últimamente está nerviosa, y más cuando tú propia compañera quiere asesinarte, días antes de su prueba, Helena y Alicia caminaban por el mercado, también las acompañaba el fiel compañero canino de Helena, Ice. El mercado estaba completamente lleno y la venta de pescado fresco y carne de cualquier animal silvestre, puesto que estaba en una gran rebaja, incluso el precio de las verduras y frutas habían bajado, incluso hubo suerte con las cosechas este año.

— Al menos deja algo de fresas para las demás personas Ali — dijo Helena burlándose de su amiga, además, ella estaba escogiendo algunas manzanas, después de eso, iría al puesto de carnes para comprar algo de venado y jabalí.

— Son una delicia — dijo Alicia con la boca llena, ya había pagado por aquella fruta, aún así sus labios estaban rojos debido a ellas e incluso le pasaron dos fresas para que su amiga las probara — Cuando era más pequeña, mis abuelos siempre traían muchas de su huerto, créeme cuando te digo que valen la pena comprarlas. —

— Ya veo porque — Helena dijo sus labios, indicándole a su amiga que los suyos estaban manchados, Alicia lo entendió de inmediato y se limpió los labios con rapidez, haciendo que ambos se rieran, pero después se dispuso a comerlas y Helena entendió porque Ali era tan fanática de las fresas.

Pagaron por todo lo que habían elegido, para suerte de la rubia, ya habían pagado por las que se habían comido y por suerte ya conocían a las dos jóvenes, la vendedora dijo que la casa invitaba solo por está vez. También era una suerte que Grecia haya estado en paz en los últimos años, aunque eso no era un motivo para bajar la guardia.

Simplemente era una caminata normal, entre risas y charlas entre Helena y Alicia, con Ice cómo siempre al lado de su dueña para protegerla, hasta que...

— Aquí estas, Helena Flores. —

La dijo se detuvo, y lastimosamente al voltear vio a la persona que quiere asesinarla en combate, y que también va a ser su compañera en su prueba, esa persona es Melody Vranjes, tiene un gran talento con la espada y también se debe reconocer que tiene un gran potencial para ser una digna guerrera, pero su odio hacia Helena era muy notorio.

— Hola Melody — saludo Helena sin muchos ánimos, en verdad no esperaba verla, aunque no quería verla.

— De todos los estudiantes de Acacia, debía tocarme la persona menos calificada para ser un guerrero — las burlas de Melody solo generaba enojo en Helena, pero, ella solo se controlaba para no demostrar cobardía y darle un golpe en su rostro.

— Más te vale cerrar la boca ahora Vranjes o sí no... —

— Tú no te metas Kana, esto es entre Floros y yo. —

Ante la interrupción de Melody, Alicia defendía a Helena de ser necesario, ya que se estaba controlando sus impulsos, el estar enojada era lo menos que se podía decir, puesto que las tres no se han llevado muy bien que se diga, sobre todo Alicia y Melody, la peli rubia quería decir más cosas a la cara, incluso Ice estaba frente a su dueña protegiéndola y gruñendo ante la tensión, no mostraba los colmillos y su pelaje estaba encrespado.

En cuanto a Melody, no quería perder su tiempo a Helena de una vez por todas, demostrando un punto en donde no había, sin embargo, quería ganar una ventaja para la prueba y ese era romper aún más la confianza de la castaña.

— Solo porque tus padres sean honorables guerreros, no significa que seas igual a ellos, al contrario serás la decepción para todo el pueblo — se iba acercar más Helena, afortunadamente Ice no dudo en gruñirle con más fuerza, parecía que quería atacar, su pelaje estaba erizado y mostraba los dientes.

Este acto del animal hizo que Melody se alejara por fin de ambos jóvenes, Helena por su parte se arrodilló para calmar a su lobo y en cuanto Alicia, ella seguía enojada por ese encuentro, miró a su amiga y se notaba que estaba muy pensativa.

— Ignora todo lo que te dijo, es tu destino no tienes que seguir los pasos de tus padres, Melody es un problema y lo sabes — dijo Alicia proporcionó un poco de ánimo, pero Helena se negó con la cabeza.

— Pero en parte tiene razón Ali — la peli castaña se levantó de golpe y enojada, las palabras de esa chica la afectaron bastante — Hablamos de liderar todo un pueblo, estás personas buscan la paz, mi padre les brinda eso y todos esperan eso de mí, pero, sí llegó a fallar está prueba entonces yo... —

Soltó un suspiro de frustración, se marchó junto con Ice y las compras, dejando atrás a su amiga y algo triste de sí mismo por no ayudarla como se debía, Helena cargaba un gran peso sobre sus hombros y, eso implica la mirada de sus padres observándola.

No cabe duda, Helena fue una de las mejores en sus clases a los quince años, eso causó la admiración de sus compañeros y amigos, claro que se ganó el odio de Melody Vranjes, y ahora a sus veintidós años estaba lista para la prueba, aún así, estaba estresada por todo lo que le esperaba ese día y aún más porque teme ser la decepción de mis padres.

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.

.

Solo esperaba serlo ese día.

«— Ivy Dimitrius: Valiente guerrera, amada esposa y madre. —»

        «— Aquel nombre estaba escrito en el muro de los caídos, para Evan era un triste recuerdo de que perdió a su madre, era difícil de superar después de todos estos años.

— Sabía que estaría aquí. —

El volteó y miró a su padre — Hola anciano — sonrió y antes de irse, coloco su mano en nombre tallado en aquella piedra — Te amo mamá — una vez que se despidió, se acerco hasta su padre y ambos comenzaron a caminar.

Algunas calles de Parnaso eran muy pequeñas, padre e hijo caminaban en silencio y algunos jóvenes de la misma edad que Evan lo miraban "disimuladamente", pero, lo único que se ganó de parte del joven fue un rostro molesto y eso hizo que se rápidamente de ahí. Luego de ese acto, miro a unos 4 niños jugando a los caballeros con espadas de madera e imaginaban que estaban luchando con bestias, era lo más tierno que había visto y aún más porque le recordaba cuando era niño.

— deberías prepararte para la prueba de Helena — dijo Karan, sacando a su hijo de sus pensamientos, pero, lo miro confundido — Vaya, estás tan metido en tu cabeza que no te enteras de cada rumor que se esparce por el pueblo. —

El joven solo miro al frente, nunca le había interesado los rumores, puesto que normalmente es chismorreo en cadena — ¿Y ahora cuál es este nuevo rumor? — pregunto sin estar interesado de lo que se trató.

— Melody será la compañera de Helena — las palabras que soltó su padre, hizo que Evan se detuviera de golpe, también hizo que se preocupara — Todos saben el odio que Melody hacía Helena, cómo eres su mejor amigo, deberás estar listo para lo que se venga. —

— ¿En qué demonios estaba pensando Acacia?, ¿Helena acepta todas las formas — pregunto el joven alterado y preocupado por la noticia que acababa de escuchar.

— No, y aunque Helena se niegue, ella deberá enfrentarse a pruebas peores que la que le está tocando — resaltó Karan las reglas y ambos comenzaron a caminar nuevamente — Tú hiciste tú prueba y te fue bien. —

— Con un compañero que sé que puedo confiarle mi vida — explicó Evan mirando a su padre — Colín y yo confiamos el uno en el otro, Alicia incluso hizo su prueba con un chico que trabajar como se debe, pero pudo desde el día uno, Melody ya tenía ese resentimiento y odio hacía Helena. —

— Eso es cierto, aún recuerdo que el pobre de Colin casi muere devorado por esa Quimera — Karan miro hacia un puesto de armas y se acerco hasta dicho puesto junto a su hijo — Además, veo que te preocupas mucho por Helena, lo notó en tus ojos — una mujer se acercó hasta ellos y Karan le entregó su espada, puesto que necesitaba un poco más de filo.

— Hicimos una promesa cuando éramos unos niños... Una promesa de cuidarnos las espaldas siempre — recordó el azabache aquel día mientras el sol se ocultaba tras las montañas, y sin que se diera cuenta, una sonrisa apareció en sus labios.

— Esas actitudes que tienes con Helena, me recuerdan mucho a mí ya tu...—

— Por favor papá, no quiero tener está conversación otra vez — el joven interrumpió a su padre y quiso alejarse y su padre lo detuvo de inmediato.

— Con más razón debemos tenerla Evan — dijo Karan molesto, su espada fue devuelta, pagó cómo es debido y sin soltar a su hijo del brazo — Ya es tiempo que tomes las riendas de tu vida — el joven evitaba por completo la mirada de su padre, aún así debería escucharlo — Sé que estás molesto porque supere la muerte de tu madre muy rápido, pero sabes que ella nunca hubiera querido eso para nosotros. —

— Claro, es muy fácil para ti decirlo ¿No? — ahora él estaba cara a cara — Tú te la pasabas de caza en caza o ibas con el padre de Helena a batallas, para así olvidar tu dolor, mientras que yo he pasado los últimos años trate de superar la muerte de la mujer que me dio la vida, pero, ¿Adivina que?, el dolor todavía sigue. —

Sus manos estaban hechas puños, luego cambiaron zafarse del agarre de su padre y luego se marcharon del mercado, ambos estaban molestos y no era la primera vez que ambos discutían el mismo tema.

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No todos tenemos los mismos objetivos.

Aún si significa decepcionar a aquellos que amas.

 «— Los pensamientos para Helena la estaban torturando por dentro, entre ellos pasaban por su mente en tratar de buscar una nueva estrategia para su entrenamiento, la segunda sería tratar de no perder la prueba, aunque está sería la primera estrategia, y la tercera y última sería tratar de evitar a toda costa a Melody, incluso si ella es su compañera en este evento, no permitiría perder esta oportunidad para ser una guerrera.

— Linda, despierta — Irene chasqueó los dedos, haciendo que Helena saliera de sus pensamientos.

Los olores intensos de la carne eran increíbles, y no era por presumir, pero Irene no solo era una buena guerrera sino también una excelente cocinera, con estos olores podría abrir el apetito de cualquier persona, pero para su hija justo en este momento, pues... No estaba ocurriendo.

— Hela, ¿Zeus nuevamente estaba hablando en tu mente? — pregunto Constantine sonriéndole a su hija, provocando que se rieran los tres.

— Dije eso cuando tenía 6 años papá y no — dijo Helena mirando a su padre, mientras que su madre servía la carne de jabalí que había casado con Constantine en la mañana, también estaba acompañado de algunas verduras — Estoy ideando un plan para poder aprobar la prueba y no morir a manos de mi compañera. —

— Me hubiera gustado intervenir en esa decisión de Acacia — dijo su padre estaba molesto y a la vez preocupada, conociendo a Melody y su familia ni se diga, lastimosamente no podía hacer nada con esta decisión — Hela, eres buena en lo que haces, pero, creo que es mejor que renuncies. —

La joven se sorprendió al escuchar las palabras de su padre, no podía renunciar, y menos ahora que ella ha avanzado mucho, Helena miro a su madre para así buscar un poco de ayuda y apoyo de su parte, por lo que Irene se acerco hasta su esposo.

— Cielo, sé que estás preocupado por nuestra hija, pero, debemos confiar en ella — dijo Irene colocando su mano en el hombro de su esposo.

— Eso lo sé amor, aun así no confío en esa chica Melody y ya hemos tenido varios desacuerdos con su familia, solo quiero proteger a mi familia — dijo el hombre mirando a su esposa y luego dirige su vista a hija — Eres fuerte Hela, solo debo ver la solución a esto. —

Helena asintió con la cabeza y se dirige a su padre y lo abrazo — Y lo aprecio papá — se separo del abrazo para dirigirse a la puerta, por lo que Ice se fue con su ama, antes de marcharse miro una vez más a su padre — Pero debo afrontar mis problemas, aunque debo pensar de que manera — una vez dicho esto se marcho.

Su padre solo suspiro y miro su plato de comida, que fue previamente servido por su esposa, sin embargo lo aparto, ya que no sentía más hambre mientras que Irene se sentaba en una de las sillas, tomando la mano de su esposo y tampoco sentía hambre, sino preocupación por su única hija, sabía que era fuerte, pero, era difícil asumir que en algún momento, Helena será una guerrera y combatirá más batallas de lo que imaginaban.

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Son padres a fin de cuentas, los hijos son lo más importante.

En esta vida, es importante elegir.

¿Eres un guerrero o eres un cobarde?, solo el tiempo te dará esa respuesta cuando la encuentres.

#the legends of olympus #mitologia griega historia #mitologia #dioses griegos #grecia vs roma #grecia #lealtad #confianza #enemigos #familia #lgbtq #lesbianas en la mitología #spanish #spanish only #wattpad

[v-anrouge]

let me just- link

🌊⋮✧*˖ UM; Signature spell ; "Tidal body" The ability to "swim"/move through any object; or treat it as if it (or the user it was applied to) was made of water. to showcase the unexpected flexibility of this UM; use 1) Rubia can apply "tidal body" to herself to make incoming attacks void. use 2) Rubia can apply "tidal body" to the surface bellow her, or any solid object. Combining both of these, she can use tidal body both on herself & the surface bellow to swim through any solid matter; this is a highly-practiced use of her UM, enhanced far enough for her to have a football field reach within "one swim". Tidal body can be applied to anything it touches, indirect contact being counted if object2(in-direct) is in contact with object1(directly affected by UM) Rubia's water nymph heritage further enhances her UM further than horizons' , giving her greater potential ; The use she makes of her set of skills that she polished with practice earns her the title of a mage with great promise.

(and a funfact as to how she unlocked her UM: the fight or flight response, basically. Running away and hiding from mean kids gave her a lot of practice, eventually giving her the idea to use her UM to fight back and make the most of it. In a way, she has somethings in common with Azul; she has put in many hours and sweat and tears into becoming as strong and confident of herself as she is today. Not that she'd let anyone else find out about that.)

hmm yeah ngl u would be hated by a lot of students but like ur from the fish mafia so it's to be expected

this um tho it's very interesting it also seems to be way stronger than azul's um he def tried to get u into a contract to take it from h didn't he

#✎ ⇣‧₊˚ 【asks #ৎ୭ ⇣‧₊˚ 【stinks #♡ᭂ ⇣‧₊˚ 【 jade's veiled lady

[cloudcountry]

an average rubia banger post

#🌊! rubia #auburn talks ikepri <3

[hisui-dreamer]

hey rin idk how to tell you this without it being awkward

but a fictive is an alter aka someone who is part of a system(DID) aka a real person

i requested the userbox because im dating a Jade fictive who is a real person sakhaskjljh

oh whoopsie 😂😂😂 thanks for telling me rubia hahaha

#✧rubia🌊✦ #✧asks✦

[cloudcountry]

Cursola, Clodsire, Grappoloct, lanturn, tatsugiri, kingdra

not entirely confident in the spelling but i saw the pokemon gym topic being brought up and knew that id assign/give these pokemon to you (the resident fish fanatic)

there is a 7th pokemon that i left out because these were more fitting but i can still send that one if youd like to see it

!??!?!? I DIDNT EXPECT THSI??? THIS WAS SO NICE OF YOU :(((( THANK YOU!?!?

YOURE RIGTH ACTUALLY. I SHOULD BE A WATER TYPE GYM LEADER THAT WOULD MAKE SO MUCH SENSE. WHY DIDNT I THINK OF THAT.

grappoloct is actually so cute what!!! I MEAN THEYRE ALL CUTE BUT LIKE. AN OCTOPUS :(( TAHTS ADORABLE :(((

putting thsi ask in my little treasure chest i love this AND PLS!! SHOW ME THE SEVENTH POKEMON!! IM CURIOUS :O!!!

#🌊! rubia

[cloudcountry]

unshrimp your spine, take a breather, hydrate and remember that people care about you

idk whether ive already sent this or not but better be safe than sorry i guess?

YOU DID YES THANK U RUBIA!! ^^ i have a lot of asks so it got buried hagsdhasgd

#🌊! rubia

[cloudcountry]

ww ill just say it; seeing everyone, (and especially you, honestly) was the final push i needed to make the twst-spotlight account

And, even if it didn't have a massive impact, id at least like to try because i do care a lot about this fanbase even if i rant so much about it

i dont wanna ramble too much here though, but a part of me wants to admit: i wish i tried to do this sooner, too so i suppose i wanted to apologize for waiting so long as well

anyway- i dont wanna ramble too much, but,, yeah

heres to hoping the spotlight can be a bit more helpful than ever, yeah?

wow i'm glad i could be the push you needed!! you take the action we all need and thats very admirable of you ^^ its better to try later than not try at all, you dont have to apologize for anything. obviously i cant speak for every creator ever but i didnt even think to try and make a combined effort like you did. you're doing great rubia ^^ here's to hoping!!

#🌊! rubia

[cloudcountry]

Hey auburn, i hope dont mind me sending my thoughts in an essay format i just wanted to have a conversation that matters to me, with someone i KNOW also has a lot of thoughts and shared experiences about it; i have way too many ghost readers, people keep liking my content yet refusing to reblog or engage as if theyre ashamed of reading the stuff i make its happened in the past, this dip in engagement, its happened to others as well, and its happening again this time? its a lot worse, in my opinion, partly because of the lack of activity between the audience AND between everyone, since so many of us feel burnt out it feels like im hopelessly attempting to reason with a wall

and im thinking, maybe i should make a blog for TWST spotlight where i ask people to send me essays of their favourite fics and share fanfic through submissions. maybe that could help with this issue the fanbase has been having lately. i know i complain a lot, but i also care so much for this fanbase. it may not look like it, i know some people think im intimidating -but i want everyone to get the spotlight they deserve as entertainers. because the people here can make such creative and damn welll awe inspiring content. its why i want to help everyone stay afloat in terms of support. I want everyone to recieve strong, vocal, damn-near overwhelming(but in THE good way) support. its why i started the TWST spotlight reblog thread, its why ive been more and more pushing on the things like "tell me your favourite fics! reblog your fav fics! read old fanfic! what was the first TWST fic you read?"

i don't want to have anyone to deal with a ghost audience problem, so ill have to see if i can find some new things to help improve the dip in engagement again Because, honestly? talking to wall is not that motivating. i want to find a way to spark a chain of excitement that gets things going, maybe a collab, maybe through encouraging authors to make group blogs where they actively support each other, maybe through the TWST spotlight that i already host whatever it is I want to find a way to support everyone (or, more accurately; I want to find a way for everyone to get support again, i guess)

i understand all of this perfectly ^^; i think that blog idea is a good one and i hope that people would engage with it because that also depends on engagement from readers!!

"I want everyone to receive strong, vocal, damn-near overwhelming(but in THE good way) support." YOURE SO REAL FOR THAT i swear the most EARTH SHATTERING FICS do not get enough recognition. i even see it on fics that I'M super proud of that get like 20 reblogs and i just groan to myself because ughhhh why did i even work that hard???

its greta that all of the authors here care so much for each other :(( really, i think content creators are the only reason other content creators are even still creating at this point. like my tumblr mutuals who actively create content along with me are usually the ones that reblogs my posts and i am sooo thankfulf or them :((

i know a lot fo readers are "shy" and dont want to interact because of that, so i dont necessarily think the likes the reblog thing is out of malice (though sometimes it DEFINITELY is out of disrespect.) they just really need to be more vocal. even a good job means the world.

#🌊! rubia #i dont midn essays AGSFDHAGS #i think its funny that you said i have experience with this type of thing because i absolutely do #last fandom i was in i got no comments. nothing. #i was quite literally writing for an entrie audience of ghost readers. #it was super annoying and i should have left that fandom sooner #i really like twst because it helped me get out of my writing slump that leaving behind my fixation caused so i hope i can stay here longer

[cloudcountry]

i hope you have fun when you get to writing my request for your 1.8k event bc i had a lot of fun writing the idea wwkahajksslha

also damn bestie take it easy on your wrist-

YEAYEWA i read thrrough it when i woke up and i rubbed my together liek an evil little supervillain A) because i know im going to go overboard with it again and write more than ~300 words and B) because i love the "pretty, kind, patient" type and the "total asshole loser" type dynamic LMAO

but writing :((( my wrist can take it!!! ITS BASICALLY EXERCISE!!!!!

#🌊! rubia #me in denial about my ongoing health issues part 761234276

[cloudcountry]

man i hope the massive letter i sent you about twst and reblogs went through into your inbox because i wrote a lot

--and to be honest i could write more because i care about this game and the fan-content made for it, the sheer amount of effort put into it.

i hope you dont mind me rambling about these things in your inbox by the way, because i'll keep sending these if you'll let me

HELP IT DID!! i just sorted my thoughts about (kind of GHASFD) before replying :D

i dont mind rambling in my ask box at all but it might take me a bit to respond to it since i try to write a good response to longer posts!!!

twst inspired me to write again after i never thought i'd find another muse so i care a lot about it too :C i dont wnat to have to leave another fandom sigh

#🌊! rubia