#(( im just gonna... Be in an out of activity because the dire needs my life needs))

[pinkyhaert]

So apparently my health(all versions) is terrible

Like.

B A D.

#{ pinky screeches; ooc } #(( im just gonna... Be in an out of activity because the dire needs my life needs)) #(( whoops. )) #(( Ill pop up evrry now and then to throw art at my friends but Thats probably it i need to actually not die for real and not metaphorically #NO IM NOT GOING TO A DOCTOR #THOSE ARE EXPENSIVE #Im going into the forest to rekindle myself /HJ #natrual remimdies and mothers herbalist tendencies lets gooo #bye everyone

[diceqi]

My analysis on lostshipping in "Land of Lost Things"! (DR EP16)

Hi, don't mind me yapping about Cole x Geo. I've been REALLY obsessed with them lately. I'm going to be analyzing the episode they were introduced in and providing a few theories about how cole and geo's relationship could (realistically) turn out. (I don't want to be too hopeful😭😭🙏)

This is gonna be a long one, so be prepared. (sorry if it's too long and if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes. I'm writing this at 1 AM😭)

ANALYSIS:

The first thing you see when Cole is introduced in DR is him being a rock monster. This raises a few questions:

1. Why was he in his rock monster form?

2. How did get get that ability?

And my response/theory is:

1. The hoarder was out there while the kids were exploring, so Cole and Geo got worried and Cole and (not) Geo activated his rock monster ability to find and protect the kids. (I'm saying this bcs Cole and Geo basically held hands right before Nya n Sora arrived there 😭😭)

2. Maybe Cole and Geo were in a dire/life-threatening situation with the hoarder and Cole felt lost. Perhaps Geo held Cole's hand to comfort him during the situation which did something to cole.... Maybe deep down, Cole wanted to find balance in the situation and Geo was his "balance" because of how comforting he felt. So he felt like he needed Geo at that moment. Then, it led to Cole activating his ability :p

After Cole was introduced they established the concepts on how the LoLT(land of lost things) work (people and things who end up there were forgotten and stuff like that) and Cole says something along the lines of "You don't get a ton of news in the land of lost things" which makes me think that Cole had stayed in the LoLT for quite some time and that he hasn't been able to get information outside the LoLT.

It got me thinking that maybe Cole was so occupied with his newfound family (Geo, Bonzle, Fritz and Spitz) that he decided to live several years protecting his "family" and didn't think much about finding the ninjas... so he was just stuck there and couldn't do much about it, even if he could leave :( So maybe he decided to make the most out of it, like bonding with his family.

Later in the episode we see Geo being worried about the kids (basically acting like their dad) and smiling at Cole when he enters the noodle cup. JUST LOOK AT THE WAY HE LOOKS AT HIM IM CRYINNNF THEYRE SO CUTE!!! T_T

And the way they exchange dialogue is sweet. They sound like they care about each other, like the first thing Geo says to Cole is "Are you alright?" and Cole warmly reassures Geo that he's ok to calm him down. This suggests that Geo worries abt the people he cares about a lot! ^_^

Another thing is that Geo says that he'd distract the hoarder and tells Cole and the others to leave. Cole doesn't even retaliate or express his worries, which shows that he trusts Geo. Then shortly after, everyone is on a cliff and Nya asks "What about Geo?" In response, Cole proudly crosses his arms says, "Just watch."

This scene alone already shows how close and familiar he is with Geo. Cole is confident about Geo's abilities and knows that he can take care of himself. However, Geo expresses his worries when Cole is potentially in danger. (we'll talk more about this later)

After the Hoarder loses its hand, the gang looks at Geo's artworks and Cole proudly talks about Geo's abilities (with geo smiling at him in the bg).

When they reach home they find the dragon core, but just as Nya was about to take it, Cole refuses to let her take it because he knew it would but everyone (including his family) in danger since it was the thing keeping them safe from the hoarder.

What I found really interesting about this scene is that Cole went quiet when Nya suggested that they could all leave right after taking the dragon core. Geo had to speak up and tell Nya that Cole could leave but the finders couldn't. Maybe Cole didn't want to admit that he willingly stayed with the finders even though he had the option to leave, and Geo stepped in since Cole seemed uncomfortable? But that could be a stretch, lol.

Then Sora makes a plan, blah blah blah, but then we find out that Geo is a mix of Geckle and Munce and that nobody accepted him, which led him to being forgotten.

Then everyone gets attacked yadda yadda yadda, but then the dragon core gets stolen and Geo doesn't hesitate to attack and get the dragon core back. But Geo ends up falling off a drone but then he falls on a dragon Cole was riding. Then Cole's like "Fancy meeting you here!" which could be read as suble flirting (but then again, this could be a stretch)

Then there's a scene where Cole asks Geo to power him up, and Geo tries to tell Cole the truth about his ability but Cole was in a rush so they did the holding hands thingy (yay!) and the glow makes a heart shape :3

Ok so after Sora captures the imperium sewage cleaner thing Geo confesses to hiding the fact that his powers doesn't work on living things and that he wasn't actually powering Cole up.

This scene is my favorite because it shows Geo's vulnerable side :D It also shows that Geo can be unintentionally distrusful at times. I mean, given his past experience with people not accepting him + Geo being literally forgotten i think we could get why he would be scared of losing Cole. He was scared that the only person who accepted him for who he was and made him feel loved—unlike the geckle and munce—would leave.

And our favorite line from Cole spoken here is "But I do need you." which FEELS SO SPECIAL TO ME CUZ Geo, someone who was never accepted by either races, was an outcast and was unloved, ended up being told that he was NEEDED by the person who made him feel loved and cared for. It's the sweetest thing ever bro I honestly got emotional at that scene

And that's the end of my analysis!!! But wait, there's more!!!

Here is how I think their relationship will end up like:

1. I think they'd be pretty close, like "kissin the homes goodnight" kinda close.

2. They'll DEFINITELY KISS 567 TIMES

3. THEY WILL CONFESS THEIR LOVE FOR EACH OTHER AND MARRY EACH OTHER!!!!1! THEY WILL BE WEARING WEDDING DRESSES ARRRRRRRGHHHH

4. But fr tho if they do actually have romantic feelings for each other, I think the show would try to keep it low-key and not too obvious. Like they'd make Cole and Geo interact with each other in a caring way and the writers would throw suble hints or something :p Sorta like Cole x Vania but gay and more obvious idk HSJSBSH

5. Y'all I cant even continue this bcs I'm crying about how cute they are I think I'm gonna puke rainbows😭😭😭😭😭 anyways thanks for your time and have a wonderfully epic day. (also make sure to manifest cole x geo to be canon PLEASEEEE))

#lostshipping #ramblings #ninjago #geodeshipping #cole x geo #geo x cole #i love them so much #GRGRHRGRGRAHHHHHHHH #dragons rising #ninjago dragons rising #dice yaps

[spreens]

fuck yeah teamwork being super essential to escaping but then you turn around and find out that someone you thought you could trust has sold you out. even the survivor turned killer parallels the bogeyman being reluctant to give chase/kill bc theyve been in the victims situation before and they KNOW what it feels like but theyre forced to play their role anyway. and ooo you should totally make life perk builds for the last life people!! im fully enabling you <3 -dbd anon

dbd anon i am parasocially applying an anti-hemorrhagic syringe to your wounds.

AND YEAH i make the mistake of being like oooo rank 1 swf survivor gameplay oooo you must work together 2 survive NAH MAN this red lifer is equivalent to my grandma who downloaded the game 20 minutes ago. i'd say joel is a rank 19/ash III but I don't wanna seem too generous

the PAIN with survivor turned killer hcs is always always that realization that this isn't possession, or someone wearing their face- it's them, their choices, and as far as you can tell one day they just decided they had enough, jumped the metaphorical fence and got all buddy buddy with the malevolent force that be. of course it's all based on perspective, and is a lot more complex and very often involuntary for the survivor-turned-killer, which is why it's so very perfect for LL.

and >:) perk builds.

Lithe is choice for an exhaustion perk, mainly because sprint burst/dead hard doesn't suit his style, he doesn't go for ambushes/memes for head on, and his unfortunate relationship with heights puts him at odds for balanced landing.

Blood Pact mainly references s1, but also with a hint of uncertainty since it requires injury to activate. also i think seeing each other across the map is such a grian thing to do with anyone who happens to be his partner at the time. it's all about infomation and security of position you guys

Small game is a poke at his dire need to find and break any traps that he comes across, be it his own or others

And Lightweight is because he is SMALL and SLIPPERY and also good synergy with Lithe

midgrade toolbox with sabo and efficiency addons because he gets caught between breaking and fixing so much that he'd probably need speed with both actions and a dash of a full team luck offering!

Decisive Strike because if ANYONE is gonna run DS, it'd be Scott. you can't look me in the eyes and tell me he wouldn't take even the smallest chance to stab the shit out of his attacker

Babysitter because Haha Jimmy but also because it's a very?? self sacrificing perk which specifically focuses the killer's attention on you because of the aura link and I think of scott giving an auric middle finger to a killer/red lifer and it brings me joy.

Any Means Necessary because I feel like people constantly underestimate scott and especially how resourceful he can be, and this perk supports that. also yui's quote is badass and I think it applies to him a lot

Left behind. I have a lot of mutuals who are Flower Husbands Enthusiasts and on the off chance they read into this obscure crossover I want them to Regret It. Also it makes sense with Scott's anger/efficiency in the final s1 episodes.

Really I had a tough time with finding a good item for Scott, but a flashlight is probably as good as it's going to get- it's aggressive but is extremely situational, and without iron will it's only really useful for saving your teammates when the stars align.

Charred Wedding Photograph because I want my mutuals to hurt. :)

#heyyy... send me more characters this is FUN #scott doesn't need an exhaustion perk he's just Built Different #last life smp #llsmp #dbd #asks #dbd anon #chirps #last life spoilers #dbd LL

[utterlyhopeful-fics]

Desire

A/N: SMUT ON THE BRAIN, I REPEAT SMUT ON THE BRAIN. 

Angel Reyes x Reader

MASTERLIST

Word Count: 1705k

Language: Smut, mention of blow-job, language, SMUT

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Y/N leaned dangerously lower finding herself eye level with none other than Angel and the guys. She smirked; “You have five minutes to meet me in the storage closet Angel Reyes or I’m starting without you.” Y/N whispered licking the shell of his ear seductively. “And I don’t like waiting…” 

Her converse shoes squeaked ever so slightly against the wood floors beneath them as he ogled her ass swaying farther from his reach. Her form fitting shirt was leaving little to his active imagination. Her denim cutoffs taunted him with the simple sway of her luscious hips. She was a fucking deity and Y/N knew he was eating out of the palm of her enticing hand.

Under his breath, Angel finally exhaled the compressed air lodged in his chest; “Fuck.” Popping the ‘k’ overtly. It wasn’t until Coco coughed attempting to clear away any residual sexual tension that Angel peeled his stare from Y/N looking around the table innocently.

“Yo, I say this with mad love but if you don’t leave this table to fuck her, I will homie.” Gilly and Riz laughed wholeheartedly alongside Coco. The fire in Angel’s orbs blared to life, anger gripping ahold of him. His fist clenched ripping one of his cards clean down the middle trying to refocus his pent-up frustration.

“I’d watch that mouth of yours, man. Anyone who dares to touch Y/N nonetheless solicit my girl will definitely be meeting me in the fucking ring. Got it, hermano?”

Coco cheeks blushingly glowed chuckling at his best friend. They were in the middle of a poker game and Y/N knew to not bother him during these times. But, looks like Y/N didn’t want to play fair tonight and he’d have to remind of the rules. Angel licked his wet lips as saliva pooled within him.  

“I only do it because you’re so easy to get a reaction out of…probably why Y/N loves seeing that pissed look on your face. Bitch knows how to play the damn game; I’ll give her that.”

He threw his cards down to the table signaling his defeat; “Boys, I gotta girl that needs tendin to. Don’t come searching for us.” Angel raised his left eyebrow wiggling it to the best of his ability. His boots scuttled as the chair legs screeched backwards. Angel leisurely rose from his seat chugging the rest of his whiskey. The liquor was bitter, malty, and burned in all the right places. With his nerves afire and his belly ablaze, Angel sought out the one thing that could calm and simultaneously bait him.

The rumblings of his brothers didn’t jog past him as he walked towards the empty storage room. The soft voice of Gilly made its way to him; “Fucking Reyes and Y/N. How the hell did he score her again?” Coco chimed in; “Cabrón con suerte.”

Ez watched from the bar top inspecting his brother’s hungry glare scouring the room for Y/N. To say he was jealous wouldn’t be his choice of words but there was something about his best friend and brother boning that provided a weird energy of comfort.  

“Avert your gaze, Prospect. That’s an order.” Angel raised his hand saluting him breaking into a fit of laughter. Ez merely nodded focusing his attention back to demeaning cleaning chores and collecting miscellaneous bottles. The older Reyes walked through the door in search of the hidden room approaching on his left. He so enjoyed these games especially when it included Y/N.

“Oh sweetheart, where ya hiding? Papi is getting impatient.” His questioning tone vibrated off the bare walls as Angel observed the nooks and crannies surrounding him.

“Querida, you’re being a damn tease…”

Out of the blue, Angel heard the teasing tone of his girlfriend; “Marco….”

“So, you want to play games, Y/N? Bring it on darling. Polo.”

His ears perked up as his arm hairs stood straight looking for identifiable clues. Angel whipped around hearing a broom clash against the cold concrete. Y/N shuffled covering her mouth in hopes of keeping her laughs muffled. Her heart was practically beating outside of her rib cage as his signature cologne invaded her nostrils. Ever so quietly, Angel instinctively sauntered obscenely silent towards a corner of the abandoned room.

Angel was swift on his feet jumping around the corner scaring the living shit out of Y/N; “Gotcha!”

Y/N jumped as Angel watched her eyes bulge in momentary fear; “Shit, Angel! Well, looks like you found me. Now time to claim your prize?”

“Don’t have to tell me twice, baby.” Angel’s grip on her smooth hips tightened gluing her between the wall and his frame. Y/N huffed pressing her breasts firmly against him in retaliation.

“Well now that I���ve got you exactly where I want you…what are you gonna do with me?” Angel nipped at her exposed cleavage moaning loudly.

“Jesus Angel. You’re driving me crazy.” With little vigor, Y/N’s hands shoved him giving her a sliver of distance. Grabbing by the collar of his pristine shirt, she pressed him into her former place. Immediately, Y/N reached for the bulky belt buckle currently blockading her path, pulling hard admiring it slipped through the loops. She kept one hand securely on his chest as the other dropped the offensive item to the ground.

“You’ve been very naughty Angel. I’m here to deliver your penance.” Her flirtatious manner was beginning to get the best of her, her patience was truly being tested. She sunk down to her knees staring up at his bashful brown eyes and quivering Adam’s apple. Contemplating every sinful thought riddling his thoughts Angel tried to find the words garbled in his throat. 

Her hands moved faster than his brain undoing the button of his jeans before Angel was graced with the delicious sound of a zipper lowering. A minor tug of his pants revealed his striped boxers as Y/N slipped beneath the pesky layer. Her doe eyes gawked towards him in a demanding yet submissive approach.

“Looks like you’re in for a treat, Reyes…Of course if you’re not interested, I bet I could find---”

“No more fucking around baby.” Y/N bobbed in innocent agreement; “As you wish.”

She enveloped his hard cock stroking him the entire length, squeezing just enough at the tip as a groan slipped from him. “I can’t wait to taste you. I’ve missed you.”

Y/N continued her perfected movements fondling his dick faster causing his breath to hitch.

“Damnit, baby! What’re you doin—?”

Before he could finish his sentence, Angel was engulfed in her heat, the warmth of her flawless mouth. Y/N sucked harder compelling Angel’s head knocking the white wall holding him.

“You are too good at that. Too fucking good.”

Drool oozed from the corner of her salacious mouth as Y/N hummed forcing the vibrations to take Angel to the next level of pleasure. She sucked him off like her life depended on it. He was a half second away from losing it when she deep throated him to her limit. The suction noise was enough to turn him on enormously, but watching his girl go full force was about to make him lose his load. Pre-cum leaked down her chin before Y/N made quick work of licking it away, tidying up her mess.

She proceeded to remove herself, popping her lips loudly in effect; “Mm hmm, two minutes and you’re a goner.”

Angel was stunned into submission at the attractive girl on her knees and it turned him on to no surmountable end. He guided her back to where he craved her most cleverly placing his hand on the back of her head. He hated controlling her mannerisms but strictly stayed in place for future guidance. Angel added the smallest of pressure as more of his length guided down her throat. So warm and welcoming, Angel had to think of literally anything else to stop himself from cumming. The lustful look, her hands locked behind his buttocks, it was all too much for a simple Mayan to take in.

“Ahh, ahh shit. If you get doin that, I’m gonna explode.”

So, Y/N kicked into overdrive taking him as deep as her body would allow. She loved watching his eyes roll into the back of his head and the part of his lips waiting to cry out. So close, Y/N knew he was teetering on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm so she initiated into full force.

The squelching noises coming from Y/N sent Angel overboard. Y/N sloppily slurped vying with every energetic thrust. The ache within him involuntarily released driving Angel to cum ferociously into Y/N’s sweet, hot mouth. Ribbons of cum filtrated the back of her throat welcomingly.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck’ was the only explicit word in Angel’s mind as lustful chaos stormed throughout his body. Hot cum simmered down her throat as she so freely swallowed every gulp with dignified pleasure. She moaned around his length allowing his orgasm to linger. Angel lovingly held her in place as she sucked every last drop from the tip of his cock.

“God damn. God damn woman.”

Y/N’s fingers edged along the corners making sure to clean up any remnants remaining surveying Angel candidly. Y/N removed herself from the floor tucking him gently back into the folds of his boxers as his body turned to gelatin.

“You taste sweet. A hint of strawberry and pineapple?” Her devious tone enticed him wanting to bend her over and make her scream. But they’d been preoccupied for longer than anticipated. Angel knew he couldn’t fuck her quite yet but the night was young and the devilish grin on Y/N’s face told him he was in for a night of fucking and love making.

“Babe, that was fucking mind-blowing.” Angel cupped her cheeks kissing her excitedly. His cock twitched wishing to be buried inside Y/N but he knew better.

“Damnit, one hour and we’re out of here. Got it?”

“You don’t have to tell me twice, Reyes. I’m in dire need of an orgasm or two especially with my sexy as fuck Mayan to ride reverse cowgirl.”

“You have to idea what you’re askin for….”

Winking in Angel’s direction, Y/N knew precisely what she desired; “One hour or I’m starting without you.”

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[wheres-everyone-going-bingo]

Ay, your writing! Is good! Mobster Kaiel here to say I'm talkin in a weird accent fo no reason otha than the fact I wrote ay and it's activated some sorta sleepa agent in me! Can I have some poly Wilford x reader x Yancy in which the bois continuously try to get reader to fall for them only to serenade em? Im soft over errreee!!!!

Late Night Serenade

Pairing: Wilford x Male Reader x Yancy

Warnings: none

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Lifting up my blankets, I slid into them, taking pleasure in the comfort they provided.

“Hey Y/N!” A voice spoke, I yelped, falling out of bed. “Oh! Sorry didn’t mean to startle you” I looked up to be met with Wilford’s hand pulling me back to my feet.

“Wil, what are you doing in my house?” I asked the man in my bedroom

“Well you see, when you were talking to Bing, I may have taken your key and made a mold of it, and used that mold to make a key, and used that key to get into your house” He explained, waving his key around, obviously very proud of his craftsmanship.

“Oh uh okay then… So why are you here?” I rocked on the heels of my feet, looking around the room awkwardly.

“To see you, why else?”

“Uh alright, let me put normal clothes on and we can hang out downstairs” I offered, gesturing to the fact that I was only wearing a pair of boxers.

“Do you have to put normal clothes on, I quite enjoy the view?” Wilford said, making the blood rush to my cheeks. I shooed him out of the room, and told him to wait downstairs.

“Do you have any sugar?” Wilford asked as I descended the stairs.

“No, I don’t think so, why?” I tilted my head, making my way to the couch.

“Just confirming the fact that you had to throw it away cause you sat on it”

“Wilford what do you mean, I sat on-”

“Because you have a sweet ass” He chuckled to himself, joining me on the couch. I look at him wide eyed, trying to decipher whether he’s joking or not. I decided just not to question the man beside me, and faced the tv, flicking through the various movies and shows until we could both agree on something to watch.

Stretching out my arms, I let out a yawn, needing to go to sleep hours ago.

“You tired?” Wilford asked, looking at me concerned

“Yeah, I was going to go to bed a few hours ago but you came over? Why do you look so concerned?” After I said that Wilford jumped from the couch, the sudden movement made me jump.

“Sorry, sorry. You’re a bit jumpy aren’t you. I’ll try to calm down for you” He apologised, taking my hands in his, leading me to my bedroom.

Wilford opened the door, entering, still holding my hands.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think about how you have to sleep. Time gets a bit confusing” He rambled, pointing to his head. I walked over to my bed, getting in it. I stared up at the pink moustached man above my bed

“Are you going to leave? I can’t really sleep with you above me” I told him, Wilford immediately apologized, leaving my room. As he left the room my exhaustion took over and I fell asleep, not noticing Wilford turning around to tuck me in and give me a kiss on my forehead before leaving.

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I walked through the crowded shopping centre. My eyes skittered from person to person, nervous about the suffocating crowd.

“Y/N, Earth to Y/N’s” I swung around in my panicked state, realising that Yancy was talking to me about something

“Sorry Yance, I zoned out” I nervously laughed, trying to cover up my anxious state. It obviously didn’t work as he gave me a worried look

“Are youse okay?”

“I-uh… not really?” I sighed, glancing around the crowd once more

“What's up with youse? The crowd too bigs for youse?” He asked, as I nodded “Okie, here, have this, it should keep youse safe” He smiled at me, pretending to pull something out of his pocket, revealing it to be his hand. I laughed at his corny antics, taking his hand nonetheless.

Resurfacing from the crowd on the other side of the mall, I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“Thanks Yancy, I don’t really do crowds” I said, rubbing the back of my neck

“Youse may not do crowds but youse could do me” Yancy said, quickly covering it up with a laugh. I tilted my head, silently questioning the sincerity of that comment. “Sorry Y/N youse just so handsome thats it makes me say things out louds sometimes” Yancy confessed, avoiding eye contact

“Thanks Yance, you’re very handsome too” I smiled, completely oblivious to his flirty intent. Yancy sighed, watching his pick up line go straight over my head.

“So how’s patrol treating you?” I questioned Yancy as we ate some fast food at a greasy table.

“It’s alright, muchs better because I get to see youse stunning face everydays instead of every third sundays for forty minutes” He answered, taking a sip from his fizzy drink.

“I think you mean worse” I chuckled to myself

“No, I’s mean better, youse face is what I’s sees in my best dreams”

“Thanks Yance” I laughed, taking it as nothing more than a friendly compliment.

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“I can’t take it anymore! He never takes what I say as flirting!” Wilford complained, doing his usual over pronunciation.

“The Host thinks that maybe Wilford should tell Y/N that Wilford loves him to his face as there is no way to take that as a friendly compliment” Host offered his advice to the crazed man sitting beside him. The door swung open with a loud bang as it his the wall, in the doorway stood Yancy, looking as frustrated as Wilford.

“Youse will not believes how clueless Y/N is” He announced, walking into the room and flopping dramatically onto the couch.

“The Host smiles to himself, already knowing this conversation all too well”

“Hey, who’s else is trying to get Y/N attentions?”

“I am” Wilford admitted in a sing song voice, his tone not matching the serious conversation.

“Hey looks, if youse help me outs with Y/N then we let hims choose between us, no fighting?” Yancy suggested, needing help with his dire situation, just wanting to make his feelings known even if they’re not requited.

After some brainstorming and advice seeking from the other egos, the pair had come up with a plan.

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I walked over to my night stand, placing a bottle of water on it. I was getting ready to go to bed when I heard music from outside my window. Confused, I walked over to the windowsill, looking out of it to see Yancy and Wilford at the bottom of my driveway. Before I could ask what the hell they were doing, Wilford started to strum the guitar that he held in his hands.

“I was alone so long

I didn't even know that I was lonely

Out in the cold so long

I didn't even know that I was cold

Turned my collar to the wind

This is how it's always been” Yancy sung, really putting his heart into it. I smiled down at the two men under my window, trying to figure out why they were singing to me.

“All I've ever known is how to hold my own

All I've ever known is how to hold my own

But now I wanna hold you, too” Wilford started to join in, his voice wasn’t as smooth as Yancy’s but you could tell he was trying.

“You take me in your arms

And suddenly there's sunlight all around me

Everything bright and warm-”

“Hey assholes! People are trying to sleep!” My neighbour shouted at Yancy and Wilford, clearly unamused by their loud night antics. I laughed, disappearing from view to unlock my front door.

I gestured for them to come in to continue their musical performance. They entered my home, Wilford starting to strum once more.

“And shining like it never did before

And for a moment I forget

Just how dark and cold it gets” Yancy continued, not at all affected by the fact he was interrupted.

“All I've ever known is how to hold my own

All I've ever known is how to hold my own

But now I wanna hold you

Now I wanna hold you

Hold you close

I don't ever wanna have to let you go”

“Now I wanna hold you, hold you tight

I don't wanna go back to the lonely life

I don't know how or why

Or who am I that I should get to hold you?

But when I saw you all alone against

The skies like I'd known you all along”

“I knew you before we met

And I don't even know you yet

All I know is your someone I have always known”

“All I know is your someone I have always known

And I don't even know you

Now I wanna hold you

Hold you close

I don't ever wanna have to let you go”

“Suddenly the sunlight

Bright and warm

Suddenly I'm holding the world in my arms” Wilford, sung, stumbling over a few lines, implying the fact that it was Yancy’s choice of song, confirmed by the fact that it was from a musical.

“Say that you'll hold me forever

Say that the wind won't change on us

Say that we'll stay with each other

And it will always be like this

I'm gonna hold you forever

The wind will never change on us

As long as we stay with each other

Then it will always be like this” They sang together, trying to stay in harmony, with one not being louder than the other. After they sang the last line they bowed, pretending to catch flowers from the crowd.

“Jeez you guys are old fashioned” I chuckled, the nerves starting to affect the two men in front of me.

“We uh, we just wanted to uh-” Wilford stumbled over his words, waving his hands about in wild gestures, trying to find the words he wanted to say

“We’s wanted to tell youse we’s love youse” Yancy continued for Wilford

“In a romantic way” Wilford added on, determined for me to not take it as a friendly comment. My face started to heat up at the confession, the reality of the situation kicking in.

“You guys… love me?” I questioned, wanting to make sure it wasn’t some kind of cruel prank.

“Yes, that’s why we’s always flirtin with youse” Yancy confirmed, Wilford nodding in agreement.

“Oh my god, I thought this whole time that you were just being friendly. I just didn’t think guys like you could like a guy like me”

“A guy like you? You mean the most breathtakingly divine man in existence?” Wilford spoke, gesturing to me, as if that would reveal to me how he saw me.

“So?” Yancy asked, waiting for an answer

“Oh yeah, uh I love you too” I replied

“Which one?” Wilford enquired

“Both? I love you both” This reply shocked the two men, but soon after they let out a sigh of relief, happy that one of them didn’t have to miss out.

“Good, we’s were thinkin we’s have to make youse choose” Yancy rubbed the back of his neck. I smiled at him shaking my head. I walked over to the pair, giving a peck on the lips of each one.

#markiplier #wilford #yancy #x male reader #male reader #a heist with markiplier #ahwm #who killed markiplier #wkm #ego #egos

[dawnowar]

It’s Labor Day

I have today off and no plans and no plans to make any or get any really. I may go look at something. I went and looked at stuff last weekend and it did my soul a lot of good. 

I’ve done a great job doing nothing with nobody so far and I don’t feel like I should blow that now. The rest of America didn’t make it past the first month and just decided to breathe on each other pretty much and get the coronavirus and then people die or whatever.

Looks like the dire predictions all came true but now we are on the other side no one cares unless their Dad died. I seem to know a good amount of people who’s fathers have died. I guess theres all kinds of people of every description dying but my own experience at this moment is seeing posts from people who’s Dads have died.

I suppose i could be less strict since I am not immunocompromised and just go out and do stuff like everyone else. I’m fully aware I am putting these limitations on myself, but truth is that i’d spent the previous year or two scaling back from knowing everyone everywhere all the time and not having any substantive relationships with any of them, because it wasn’t satisfying. And because stuff happened. And when stuff happened to me, I never had any backup. No one ever took my side on anything ever. 

I could go into details but these are beefs I had that are two and three years old now in some cases and even I can’t recall all the specifics, just that people let me down when I needed them. People close to me. Or people i thought were close to me. or people I thought might become close to me. 

Let down by almost everyone more or less. As I said, the specifics are lost and the point has passed on so much of this, and that combined with my work families getting me sick all last Fall, because they dont care if they get me sick or not.... I didnt just shut down my business w coronavirus. I shut down everything.

And it was a relief. and im not sorry for any of it. 

Before coronavirus....I’d pretty much stopped going out and stopped going to see bands unless it was my friends bands. I still have some of those. Had some. I dont know whats what now since im not around. I’m that one girl you see when you go out. So everyone knows me and no one cares about me after they go home.

I’m not saying this to make you feel sorry for me. I don’t feel sorry for me. But that’s the reality of my life. Or it has been. With the Covid I’ve taken notice of who has checked on me, asked me to do stuff, kept in touch and who hasn’t. 

It’s not a surprising list.

So I keep to myself because ultimately i think i just want to. 

I’m not in any hurry to get infected with a thing that may or may not kill me or the people I’d spread it to. But i’m also a lot older than most of my friends and I may be ready to hang up my rock and roll lifestyle.

I mean ill always be rock and roll, but I’m old people now and that might be fine too. I don’t know how to act my age. I never did. I’m convinced its a trap. But i’ve only drank 2x since March and I probably didnt need to either time. I’m spending way less money and im enjoying the challenge of living life without bars and clubs and shows.

I’m only just scratching the surface of figuring out what other kind of life I could lead. 

Before Covid I was definitely feeling dissatisfied with my social life, and I wasnt enjoying my work the way I used to and I was starting to think what else I could try next.

Covid-19 lockdown wasn’t even close to any of the ideas I was starting to dream up. Working from home and never going anywhere or doing anything with anybody. But its a change and I needed one of those for sure.

Once i got the work-at-home job, I was able to stop living in survival mode and shift to figuring out how to be comfortable here in my house a lot more than I ever meant to be.

I love my house and it always was a comfortable place for just me to be by myself, so its really just adjusting for this new life where i stay home most of every day. 

Need to get the exercise thing sorted out. I’m having trouble being motivated to walk around the neighborhood anymore since ive seen it and it bores me now. But I’ll figure out something. Its getting cooler now and I think every season poses its own challenges for outdoor exercise. i may never find one thing that always works for me. I may need to constantly change up what im doing. 

Which is a bummer because I love Jazzercise. I’ve done it for years and it’s the only exercise i’ve ever really stuck with.  It’s still happening and I see the instagrams but no fucking way am i going to stand in a small room breathing hard with a bunch of ladies, some of whom support trump and probably are not wearing masks or socially distancing at all. Its safe to assume no one is really at this point in time regardless of their political opinion. I see my liberal atheist friends posting selfies with their friends at parties all gathered together. No one is really doing social distancing anywhere in America as far as I can tell. 

I see infractions constantly which I would outline but I don’t want to be the mask police. I just accept that no one is really doing this. So I’m staying away from everyone till theres a vaccine or a cure or a treatment best I can. 

Which leaves me with outdoor activities.

Never been my thing, and with the summer humidity ive been avoiding all of it. But It’s labor day now and things are cooling off. Truth is that every year when everyone starts putting on flannels and Im still wearing summer clothes because I’m finally comfortable, theres a couple of weeks of what i think is nice weather to take advantage of, so I’m gonna aim to do that.

I don’t know what happens after it gets cold but I’ll figure it out then. Ive always loved outdoor ice skating rinks. Maybe I’ll be able to skate. 

I didn’t get to go on my vacation last year to Chicago because one of the families i worked for got me sick. I meant to skate the ribbon. Maybe i’ll do that this year. 

[pens-swords-stuff]

WAIT WAIT WAIT please PLEASE TELL ME MORE ABOUT VANESSA!!!! do you have like a mood board or anything for her? like----- where can i get a description of what she looks like/read about her bc i just saw the last ask you did and read abt vanessa and i LOVE HER i think i got a crush immediately.................... im fr gonna Sob omg.

OKAY FIRST OF ALL @yeraswifey!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I wasn’t actually sure whether people read these ask games, and Vanessa is one of my newer characters that I’m sometimes concerned about so this?? honestly made my day!! this is one of the nicest things people have said to me and I’M THE ONE GOING TO CRY

So to answer some of your questions… Here’s what she looks like! Her face claim is Kassi Smith. The only other detail I would mention about her looks is that she’s about 5′7″, but she’s always wearing heels so she can look taller.

She does have an aesthetic board on pinterest here. I have to warn you though, it’s a really bad aesthetic board — one of my worst ones. I know exactly what her aesthetic is, but I haven’t managed to find the right search terms for it yet. Her pinterest board is in dire need of reconstruction, and it’ll happen at some point, so everything here is subject to change.

She also has a playlist!

So I’m really sorry in advance, because this post is going to end up long. It’s not very often I get asked to talk about an OC, and I’m going to milk it for all it’s worth. Also, she’s a part of two main WIPs I have right now, and she definitely differs in them so I’m just going to give you a rundown of both if that’s ok!

Of course, if you have any questions about her, definitely let me know! I’ll be happy to answer them.

General Vanessa facts

Here’s a couple personality paragraphs I wrote for her when I first conceptualized her:

Fiercely independent and ultimately self-serving, Vanessa exists on her own terms no matter what anyone else tells her. She breezes in and out of everything as she pleases, often finding a person or a hobby of the month due to her fickle nature. Commitment is an unfamiliar concept to her, and there is very little that she returns to regularly — feeling trapped or obligated is not something she takes to kindly. She’s power-hungry and ambitious, Notoriously shallow and indulgent, Vanessa can often be found partaking in activities that shouldn’t be mentioned in respectable conversations. She’s rather flirtatious, though she’s very careful to not reveal too much or let people in too close. Aside from a few exceptions Vanessa is very guarded, preferring the casual relationships that she’s not expected to maintain. As much as Vanessa pretends to not care, pretends that life right now is exactly what she wants, she wants to care and there’s something missing. After five centuries or so of immortality, she’s far too jaded to become involved in anything temporary — romantic or otherwise.

So that was the very first draft of her personality. She largely hasn’t changed, except I would say that she’s even more confident in herself than before, she’s more capable, and is perfectly content with her fickle lifestyle — in the newer versions of For Queen and Country, she does have a purpose and isn’t just aimlessly wandering like she was originally.

Vanessa is characterized by her utter confidence in herself, her mastery at manipulation, playful-but-deadly personality, and her intense avoidance of commitment.

She’s a very social person who can fit in anywhere, so she has a very wide network of friends and acquaintances, but she is very careful about not revealing too much about herself to people. As a general rule, she’s very independent and dislikes being tied down by anything, including romantic partners or friends. The only person she’s consistently there for and relies on is her adopted brother, Alistair (written by the amazing @decantae). He’s her best friend and confidant, and they make a fantastic team.

FQAC!Vanessa

For Queen and Country is an urban fantasy story about how the existence of supernatural creatures exist, and what happens when the human public finds out.

So in For Queen and Country, Vanessa is a vampire. She was born in Scotland several centuries ago, and was turned when she was about 34-ish to fight in a vampire war at the time. That was where she met Alistair, and when he offered her an out from the life of an immortal soldier, she took it without hesitation and they’ve been together ever since. Additionally, her surname Queen comes from Alistair as well. Although they’re close, Vanessa gets bored really easily, so while Alistair has settled down in London, Vanessa is off doing who-knows-what all over the world. She comes back to visit every 5-200 years or so though, to stay with Alistair for a while.

Her original plot in FQAC was that she was traumatized from falling in love with a human who died from disease during an epidemic. This was the cause of her commitment-phobia, and her preference for casual, physical relationships over close intimate ones. When she meets a lady fae, she would have to learn how to deal with romantic feelings that went deeper than just sexual attraction, and her subplot was mainly her freaking out and being in denial about feelings.

Now that FQAC’s plot is more focused on how Alistair’s relationship with Blake develops (his love interest, and another OC of mine) and how they work together to fight for the rights of the supernatural, her current plot is now a bit different. Here, rather than just vacationing and running away from her problems, Vanessa is actively networking with and investigating vampire societies and other supernatural creature societies all over the world. This might include a lot of shady underground stuff. Her role in the plot is now providing valuable global intel, and being an annoying sister. Although I know in my heart that if Vanessa ever does end up with anyone, it’ll be with a woman, at this point I’m not sure if she’ll have a romantic subplot because I feel like she’s completely content with being single forever.

Post-Script!Vanessa

So Post-Script is another story about Alistair and Blake — this time in a Harry Potter AU where Voldemort succeeded in killing Harry and never died.

In this WIP, Vanessa is Alistair’s adopted sister once again, except this time Alistair is a pureblood from a notable family, while Vanessa is muggleborn. She essentially plays the part of a pureblood extremely well, and if people dare to point it out, she has enough blackmail material on them to ruin them. In this universe, Vanessa is a natural legilimens. Not only is she adept at the spell of delving into someone’s mind, she’s a natural mind reader (who cannot turn it off, mind you). So she knows a lot of dirty secrets.

In Post-Script, Vanessa’s outward job is a socialite who is on the Death Eater’s sdie, but she’s actually a spy actively working against Voldemort. She’s also involved in the criminal underworld of the Wizarding Society. She doesn’t actively do traditional criminal things, but she has a lot of shady contacts, and enough blackmail material and insider knowledge to effectively navigate her way.

So yeah, if I had to sum up Vanessa:

If she had to be summarized in a trope, it would be femme fatale

She doesn’t trust anyone but Alistair, and has considerable leverage with people she suspects might turn against her via information she’s gained in various ways.

She’s easily bored, so to fix that she plays with fire.

She may seem like an out-of-control slut, but reality is she is a slut that is very under control.

She’s confident and knows exactly who she is, and can utilize that to a deadly degree.

She hates commitment and refuses to get into any serious relationships.

Vanessa likes playing with her food, so to speak. She really enjoys messing with people and getting into their heads — especially if it’s an enemy.

#undine replies to stuff #userssnamee #yeraswifey #vanessa queen #THANK YOU SO MUCH #FOR REAL #this is the most exciting ask i have gotten in forever #long post #I have my priorities in order #postscript #for queen and country #fqac

[suteshiro]

ALL for crown.

I LOVE YOU

If your character wasn’t an adventurer, what livelihood would they lead?

Wouldn’t you want to know

Who in the party would your character trust the most with their life?

For now I can’t say for sure? From the ones he currently knows it’s hard to tell bc he trusts Love in a Personal Way but is lowkey convinced he’d sell him to Satan for a corn chip. And Gank seems p trustworthy in that regard but they have only briefly met each other

What are your character’s core moral beliefs?

No one gets to control or take away someone else’s autonomy

What relationship does your character have with their parents and siblings?

Parents? Hate ‘em. Siblings? H

Does your character have any biases for or against certain races?

Eeh, I don’t think so

What is your character’s opinion on nobility? On authority?

Take a wild guess ksvjfnskjv 

He doesn’t think someone having authority is inherently bad but he hates every person in authority he’s ever known of so his opinion has been formed based on that

Describe your character’s current appearance: clothes, armor, scars they’ve picked up along the journey, etc.

I’m lazy. You know what she looks like

What location encountered in the campaign has your character felt the most “at home” in, or just generally liked the most?

Campaign hasn’t started yet so I can’t say anything about which locations visited she’s liked! She feels very comfortable at the spot we’re starting at tho

What deity, if any, does your character worship? What’s their opinion on other people’s worship?

Caenrys babey. She’s a bit weirded out by people who dedicate themselves to organized religion but in general she doesn’t stick her nose in others’ religious business

If your character had time to pick up any artisan’s tools, game set, instrument, etc., what would it be?

Artisan’s tools: I think he’d like glassblowing! Woodworking is cool too

Game set: playing cards probably

I don’t think he’s rlly interested in music as something he himself might perform vkjfnfksjn

Learning how to use a poisoner’s kit could be fun

Describe your character’s current relationship with the player character sitting to your right.

I’m not sitting next to anyone so I rolled for it and got Gank (@prophe-seer​‘s character)

Crown likes Gank a lot! They only met like, once but they rlly got along. She feels a bit bad for them bc they seemed to think she was rlly nice and instead of considering she Might genuinely be nice she jumped to “oh shit the bar is fucking underground for this guy” skvjfnksjfvn. So she’s surprisingly attached. She wants them to have an actual friend bc it seems like they need it

What is your character’s current goal, summed up in one sentence?

I’m headed straight for the castle

Does your character ever want to “settle down” with a spouse, children, house, etc.?

Currently, no. She has a lot of dangerous shit to do and is too caught up on being A Free Spirit That Actually Gets To See The World to like,, consider settling down. And she hasn’t given any thought to what life she’ll have after her goals have been fulfilled.

But I’ve actually given some thought to this and I think she wants to make a family one day. Idk if it’ll include children (probably adopting older “problem” children tbh) or a spouse but she definitely wants to settle down with at least one pet

Has your character ever been in love?

H,

What battle in the campaign has been most memorable to your character?

Haven’t played yet!

If your character wasn’t whatever class they are, what would they be instead?

Probably a fighter skjvfnskjfvn or a paladin

What is your character’s favorite season?

Autumn! Lovs the cronch. Loves to get to cool down after summer

What would your character’s Zodiac sign be, following stereotypical astrology?

I actually already made this decision ksjfnkvsjn she’s an Aries. I remember liveblogging my decision making to a friend regarding this but i cant remember what it was and im lazy

Where in the world does your character most want to visit?

Oh you know

What is the biggest mistake your character has ever made?

Oh you know,

Does your character have any noticeable scars? If so, what are their stories?

Probably not!

What animal best represents your character?

Wolf,

If your character could go back in time and change one thing about their life, what would it be?

Oh you know,,,,

Which other player character does your character find themselves having the most in common with?

Not sure yet!

Does your character regret any particular choice the party has made?

idk yet ksvfsjfv

What would your character say their best trait would be?

uuuh i dont think he thinks of himself in positive terms a lot skvnksjfvn

he’d probably name his strength or smth like that

What is your character’s greatest fear? Deep, irrational?

Oh, you know!

What is currently motivating your character to stay with the party?

I don’t know cause we don’t have the plot hook yet

What are your character’s hobbies and interests outside of their class?

he likes collecting small trinkets and going to festivals and thats. about it

What would most people think when they first see your character?

“Oh shit sexy”

What stereotypical group role does your character play in the party? (The Mom, the Mess, the Comic Relief, etc. Optionally: What role would your character play in the “Five Man Band” structure?)

Surprisingly, I think it’s The Mom skjvfnksnvksjnvf he seems to be really going in the “What The Fuck. Are You Okay. I Must Protect You”

But also he’s absolutely the mess

 In a five man band he’s the leader, lancer and big guy all at once. Probably the lancer tho

What is your character the most insecure about?

He’s completely unable to see himself as a kind person worthy of tenderness

What person does your character admire most?

Gaylia!!! He thinks she’s so strong and cool

What does your character admire and dislike the most about the player character sitting to your left?

Going for Love since I talked about Gank already. He bedrudgingly admires how cunning and People Smart Love can be. Absolutely hates how much of a Bastard he is and how hot he is

Why is your character’s lowest stat their lowest (the in-character reason, not “because there’s no reason for a wizard to have 16 strength, duh”)?

Both int and wis are at a -2!

Wisdom: he wasn’t uh. raised in a way where he rlly got to learn the ways of people’s minds, or do anything but repress his own feelings. and once he was out on his own he was so focused on being a reckless fool he never even tried to change that

Intelligence: He has big adhd and always had a hard time learning. Instead of being supported he was yelled at and punished for stupidity. He retaliated by refusing to keep trying. So now he’s dumb 

What would be your character’s theme song/favorite band/favorite genre of music?

I have an entire playlist for him please look at it I worked so hard on it-

I think most  relevant are Castle by Halsey and Emperor’s new clothes by p!atd. I think he would also associate those songs with himself and really like them. Royals by Lorde is also up there for sure. And Rise from League of Legends

What stereotypical role would your character play in a high school AU/if they attended a normal high school? (Nerd, jock, bully, goth, etc.)

Goth jock.

What treasure/item/artifact that your character has collected during the adventure is the most important to them?

Not particularly precious to him and not in the adventure since we haven’t played yet but he has Love’s broken antler skvjfnksjfv

Is there any particular weapon, item, etc. that your character longs to find?

Oh you know

Where does your character feel the most at home?

Gaylia’s place probably,

Does your character care about how they’re perceived by others? How do they change themselves to fit in with other people?

She’s built her entire identity around refusing to give a fuck, however in truth she probably actively tries to be seen as rebellious and maybe intimidating

What does your character think is the true meaning of life?

Bold of you to imply she thinks that much

What is your character’s scent? (Bonus points for a description that sounds like it could be from a bad [or awesome] fanfic.)

Roses, lilies and musk ( have no clue if those go well together)

Does your character think more with their heart or their brain?

Heart, absolutely

What is your character’s most recent or frequent nightmare?

haha,,,, ha,,,,,,, h

What opinion does your character have on [CERTAIN ESTABLISHED GROUPS/AUTHORITIES IN THE GAME WORLD]? (Dragonmarked Houses, royal crown, etc.)

Wouldn’t you like to know

How did your character spend their childhood? Where did they grow up/who were their childhood friends?

What aspect of your character’s future are they most curious about? (If they could know one thing about the future, what would it be?)

I will keep that to myself!

What colors are associated with your character?

Who in the party would your character prioritize rescuing, in dire circumstances?

Love,,

Is your character the most swayed by ethos, pathos, or logos?

Pathos

If your character was granted a single use of Wish, what would they use it for?

I will keep that to myself!

What is your character’s favorite spell? If they don’t use spells: what is their favorite personal weapon/combat maneuver/skill/etc.?

She has spells and enjoys using them (probably mostly eldritch blast) but nothing beats her good trusty zweihander

How does your character feel about keeping secrets from the rest of the party?

She has no qualms with it ksvjfnskfjv

What type of creature in the world is your character the most intrigued by?

Love I dunno, snakes? Snakes are weird

When they were a child, what did your character want to be, or think they were going to be, when they grew up?

I don’t think Crown thought she was gonna make it to her 20s

The player character to your left admits that they’re passionately in love with your character. How would your character respond?

I rolled and got Gank skfvnksjvfn

I think he’d be flustered and flattered and be like “oh! we can. certainly try dating! but I can’t say I return your feelings right now. uh. sorry,,,”

If somebody (an NPC, someone from their backstory, etc.) your character trusts/loves asked your character to do something against the party’s best interest, who would they side with?

Ah,,,

That’s a very complicated question that depends on many factors I’m afraid 

Does your character value their own best interest more than the party’s?

He wants to think he does, at least skvjnskvjf

What decision would the party have to make in order for your character to consider splitting off from the group?

Who knows!

How does your character imagine the way they will die?

Doing something stupid, completely alone

What is your character’s greatest achievement?

Making it to 25 honestly svkjnksfjnv

Is your character willing to risk the well-being of others in order to achieve their goal?

Depends on who those others are

What is your character’s opinion on killing others?

Sure why not let’s do it man

What is your character’s favorite food? Beverage?

Pizza and orange juice?

How generous is your character? Especially to those they don’t know?

Surprisingly generous! Maybe not so much with money but she’s always willing to lend a helping hand

What is your character the most envious about, regarding anyone in the party?

I don’t understand this question svknskjfv

The player character to your left and the player character to your right are both telling your character two different versions of the truth. Who does your character believe?

Again I keep choosing between Gank and Love bc they’re the only ones she knows kjfvnskjfvn I mean. it depends. if it’s on something Important I think she’ll side with Love but in general she’s more likely to believe Gank 

What is your character’s sexuality/relationship with sex?

Big bisexual, first of all!

She actually has a complicated relationship with sex! Being in any kind of Intimate Situation used to be very triggering for her. But she worked through it and now she’s. Horny

What is your character’s biggest pet peeve?

When people leave without paying their part.

Describe how your character feels about the party’s current situation/objective/etc.

Shit man I dunno we have no plan

Who in the party would your character trust the most to keep an important secret?

Love is the only one she’s known long enough to build any meaningful trust with svknskfv

If your character knew that they were going to die in a month, how would they spend the rest of their life?

Probably with his only genuine friend, trying to live life to the fullest kvjfnskfv,

What makes your character feel safe?

Being fully aware of his surroundings with easy access to his sword

If your character had the chance to rename the party/give the party a name, no questions asked, what would it be?

No party yet!

What memory does your character want to forget the most?

H,

If your character had to multiclass into a class they currently aren’t the next time they level up, what would it be and what reason would they have for doing so?

Fukinuh. Paladin? He rlly likes Caenrys and is like “fuck it let’s do another combat charisma-based thing”

What television/book/video game/etc. character would your character be best friends with? (Or: what media character is your character the most influenced by/similar to?

He was heavily influenced by a webcomic character but i will keep Who a secret just in case it makes people figure stuff out skvnskvn

What unusual talents does your character possess?

Really good at doing things without looking, apparently skfjvnsfv

How does your character feel about receiving/giving orders? Are they more of a leader, or a follower?

Giving orders is. Kinda hot

Receiving orders? Die

What does your character’s name represent to them? (Or: why as a player did you choose your character’s name?)

Among other things, Crown’s name represents her proclaiming herself as someone with full authority, if anything, over herself. She’s claiming at every moment a position of power and I think that’s very sexy of her

Is your character more of an introvert, or an extrovert?

Ambivert, probably! Loves people but may get overwhelmed being around them too much

How far is your character willing to go to pursue the “greater good”? Do they believe in a greater good at all?

In theory she doesn’t believe in the greater good but she lies to herself so who knows what she’d do when push comes to shove skjvfnksjfv

What does your character want to be remembered by?

It’s complicated and I’m too lazy to explain it, especially without spoiling anything

What would be your character’s major in college?

He’d shrivel and die in an academic setting pal

Does your character consider themselves a hero, villain, or something else?

It’s complicated,,

Let’s say hero and keep it there

What major arcana tarot card best represents your character?

I’m between The Fool and The Magician. Strength is also fun

Where does your character see themselves in 20 years?

Oh, you know!

What is your character’s relationship with magic? Are they scared of it, wish to know more about it, indifferent to it?

Magic is,,, kinda hot!

Who is your character’s biggest rival?

Love ksjvfnksjfvkjsfv

What is your character’s guiltiest pleasure?

Bold of you to imply he feels guilt over anything pleasurable

What does your character hope for the afterlife?

He doesn’t think about that

Who in the party does your character trust the least?

Just as he trusts Love the most he also trusts him the least. Shady bastard

What is your character’s biggest flaw?

-2 wisdom

How did your character learn the languages that they speak?

Uh. Growing up and being raised?

What is your character’s favorite school of magic/type of weaponry?

GREATSWORD AND EVOCATION BABY

What is most important to your character: health, wealth, or happiness?

Happiness

What advice would your character give to a younger version of themselves?

“There’s power in your anger. Take action before it gets worse”

Are there any social or political issues your character feels strongly about?

It’s hard to explain bc I don’t know Politics Words

What, currently, is your character the most curious about?

;)

#crown tag #thanks for asking! My hands hurt!!! #the-carmevore

[kneekeyta]

Hi guys! Well, here is a new little fic, I’m hoping to have it finished in a timely manner. but don’t quote me on it, lol. I hope you enjoy! 

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It’s a Match! Part 1

“Chloe…”

“Ya, babes?”

“What do you think the odds are that if I ask my mum really, really nicely, if we can pack up and move to Tunisia that she’d agree?”

There was a long pause before Chloe snorted a laugh then asked, “Why?”

Rae could tell that she took a moment either thinking about what she was asking or was just too entranced texting her boyfriend to comprehend what she had said. Which really didn’t work in Rae’s favor, she needed to be calmed down and assured quicker than that. Maybe she should do something dramatic to show how dire the situation is? If only her limbs would unfreeze from the spot she’s standing in.

“I need to leave town. Immediately.”

“I got that, but why?”

With all her might Rae turned around to face Chloe, who is now sitting cross-legged in the center of the bed.

“Are you okay? You look a bit pale, babe.”

Rae takes a dramatic and desperate step forward, her hands pressed together, begging, “Can I just come live with you? I’ll skype home and have things delivered and get a job working online from home. That’s a thing right? Just until I can save enough to move to Switzerland.”

“Rae, we still have like three months of school left. What’s wrong?”

Taking a deep breath Rae walks the last few steps to Chloe, she fiddles with her phone a moment before passing it to, Chloe, who takes the phone with a confused expression, her gaze lingering on a Rae for a few seconds before looking at the phone.

Chloe’s sudden intake of breath was not what Rae needed in this moment.

“Fuck.”

“I know!” Rae groaned and face planted onto the bed, her feet dangling off and kicking childishly.

The bed shifted and she felt Chloe settling next to her, “Rae, this is not bad.”

“Yes it is.” She mumbled into the mattress.

“It’s really not.” Chloe retorted, petting Rae’s hair gently.

“He’s my neighbor, Chloe. How can I ever go home?”

“You’re really, really fit neighbor, though.”

“I can never go home again.”

Chloe sighed and scooted closer, “Rae, you’re forgetting one very, very important detail.”

“What?”

“He liked you first.”

oh.

---

She wasn’t even thinking when she swiped right. It was just out of a habit really, see a cute guy and swipe right. it seemed like the thing to do, nine times out of ten she never matched with them anyway. She wasn’t even that interested in the dumb app, especially after she received several sexually graphic messages. She was only 18 for goodness sake, and yes her imagination was active and healthy, but somethings that were mentioned were things she’d happily never think about again.

After the first few messages she gave up. But she didn’t delete the app, Chloe insisting that she’d find a boy that way, after-all that’s how Chloe found her boyfriend. So, on occasion Rae found herself swiping through the potential matches, thinking maybe not all of them were sexual deviants.

She was just so zoned out that she hadn’t processed that she swiped on her neighbors profile until it said, “It’s a Match!” and clinked their two pictures together. And what’s worse is that now, now, that she’s made it home without seeing him and is in the privacy of her own room, she has a small notification lingering on her phone, and she’s dreading checking it. She’s not sure if it’s from him but it could be, and what if he says, that was an accident, or worse! Like he wants to lick her toes, while she sings the Alphabet song! To each their own but that is just not her thing!

Rolling over she stuffs her face in her pillow, she’ll deal with it tomorrow.

--

Rae barely has time to pull on her red plaid flannel as she’s scrambles down the stairs. Chloe already honked once and she doesn’t need her to do it again. She smiles at her mum who is glaring at her, probably because the honking woke up her little sister, but she’ll face that scolding later. Getting outside she slings her backpack over one shoulder and makes quick steps to Chloe, who she can see is looking in her rearview mirror while applying lip gloss.

There’s a sarcastic remark on the tip of her tongue about not being in that big of a hurry if she’s applying makeup, but the roar of an engine coming to life has her throat closing up. Involuntarily she looks to her left and sees, Finn. He’s on his bike or motorcycle more like it, and she can’t help but let her eyes linger. From his black boots to his shaggy hair, he’s the epitome of beautiful. She’s never seen him up close, he’s always a few feet away from her, and they’ve only exchanged a few pleasantries since he and his dad moved in a few months ago, she’s not even sure what she’d say to him.

“Rae!” Chloe says breaking Rae from her Finn induced trance.

Just as she looks to Chloe, out of her peripheral she sees Finn is looking to her. And her cheeks heat up immediately, as she scurries to get in Chloe’s car.

“Oh my god,” Rae mumbles as she smacks a hand to her forehead.

“What?” Chloe asks as she smacks her glossed lips together.

But before Rae can answer she hears him, she doesn’t want to look but apparently her brain has lost all control of what her body wants and her head is lifting up to look, it’s like time slowed, and she’s pretty sure she hears Chloe’s mouth drop right alongside hers, he’s giving them a half smirk and is then revving his bike before he jets off down the street.

“Fuck.” They say in unison.

“Rae, you need to get on that!” Chloe laughs excitedly slapping at Rae’s arm, “And by that I mean ride them both!”

“Chloe!” Rae admonishes, her cheeks are flushed and her heart is pounding.

“Rae, seriously! He likes you! You guys matched!”

“I can’t think about this right now.” Rae mumbles.

“Fine,” Chloe huffs as she puts the car in drive, “But seriously you guys would be hot together, and that’s all I’m gonna say.”

--

That wasn’t all Chloe had to say on the matter, not when Rae had Izzy coming up to her after school asking her questions, and then Chop who was there asking what kind of bike Finn had, and when Rae mumbled something about a Phantom Shadow something Chop was more than excited and started rambling about it, like she and Izzy knew exactly what he was on about. The only reason Rae knew what it was because of her stepdad Karim; who helped, Gary, Finn’s dad, unload it from the delivery guys when they first moved in. Other than that she knows next to nothing, though, he does also drive a car as well, so yeah, she wouldn’t know really what that was either if it was something special.

She was texting Chloe about telling Izzy, not that she minded that much, but she didn’t want a big deal made out of nothing. So, as she was compiling her worded text she walked up her driveway and she’d like to say that she tripped and stumbled because of a rock or boat being in the way, but no that wasn’t why. It was a slow drawn out, deeper than she would have anticipated, “Hi,”

Gaining her balance quickly she looked to where the voice came from to see, Finn. He was sitting on his bike, like maybe he was going somewhere or had just gotten home. He had one hand on a handle bar and the other propped on his thigh.

“Hiya,” she said, softly.

He smiled and it pulled more to the right, which she found herself really liking, “You alright?”

“Uh, yeah, good thanks.”

There was a long pause where she was focused on the movement of his mouth and then when it turned up more she felt tingly all over, and almost breathless.

“Me as well, thanks for asking,” he smirks.

Her cheeks felt like they were on fire, and she wishes she could see his eyes, but they were hidden behind his sunglasses. But she knows he’s teasing her.

“Erm, okay,” she said as evenly as she could.

He huffed a laugh, then un-straddled his bike. Her heart sped up seeing the sliver of tan skin that peeked out, she barely had time to draw her eyes back up to him when he turned to face her. He had his phone in his hand typing away and then shoved it into the pocket of his jeans. He took a couple of steps towards her, and her legs suddenly felt wobbly. He pulled off his sunglasses then tucking them into his Hennley, he said, “You should check your phone.” And suddenly her phone chimed.

She looked down at her phone then back up to his retreating figure.

It was another notification on Tinder.

She felt like she might pass out.

--

After prolonging it as long as she could she finally settled in her room. She just had on her desk lamp and her fairy lights that hung along the wall over her record player. She sat on her beanbag, gripping her phone as Oasis played low on the turntable.

Several minutes went by and only when her phone lit up notifying her of a text from Chloe did she unlock her phone. Quickly reading Chloe’s text she reminded her what pages were assigned to read and then exited the message and with a held breath tapped the Tinder icon.

Before she read the messages that were looming she tapped on Finn’s icon. His profile loaded and her breath caught. Now she remembers why she swiped right. He was in profile, his sunglasses perched on his nose, his strong jawline shadowed with a few day old scruff, as the sun set behind him. He’s beautiful. She swiped to the next picture and it was of his shoed feet propped up on his desk, the window open, and his own turntable, the record blurred some as it must have been spinning when he took it. The lighting in the picture would suggest that the sun was coming up. The last picture was of him and his mates at a concert, she wasn’t sure which one but he looked to be having a good time. Going back to his main profile where it showed he was 19 and less than a mile away, there was just a simple sentence, “If you’re cool with just listening to records on a Friday night, swipe right.”

She couldn’t help but smile. After a moment of pumping herself up she went to her messages. She had only one other one, but ignored it in favor of clicking on Finn’s.

When it loaded the first message said, “Hi, neighbor.”

“Cheeky,” she huffed a soft laugh.

The second one said, “Would it be easier to text?” followed by a series of numbers.

She felt her throat closing up, text about what? She had no idea why he’d rather text! Did he think it’d be gentler to break the news that it was an accident to her? She didn’t know! She wanted to text Chloe and ask her what to do, but she knew she needed to do this on her own. So, after several minutes and strategically timed breaths to calm her down, she copy and pasted his number into her contacts. Pulling up a new message she typed out a simple, “Hi,”

But she wasn’t ready to press send yet. There were too many emotions she was experiencing, the ones that felt like embarrassment were most prominent. After all she tripped in front of him and then made awkward conversation, also the small fact that this all could be a complete misunderstanding of them being matched. And that might be worse. But then there was the niggling feeling of what if he actually does like her! Or at the very least he wants to know her! She’s not that interesting she doesn’t think. Or what if he wants to date her! She’s only ever been on two dates and she’d rather not count one of them. She feels like this is too much, that this is way out of her area of expertise. She just wants to know what he wants but to do that she knows she needs to hit send. She wasn’t sure if she could do whatever it is that may or may not be happening but she was at least going to find out why it is he’s talking to her. After that she hits send.

It took seconds to realize she didn’t say who she was, so she quickly added, “This is, Rae. Your neighbor.”

After that she immediately locked her phone and dropped it so she could groan into her hands. She felt ridiculous. She had no idea what she was doing.

When her phone vibrated against the carpet she wanted to fling herself out the window. She wasn’t prepared for this, she needed at least a weeks’ notice to prepare emotionally.

Not wanting to delay the inevitable she picked up her phone and swiped to unlock it which pulled up the messages immediately.

Finn: Hi! What are you listening to?

She furrowed her brows. Interesting.

Rae: How do you know I’m listening to anything?

Finn: Are you not?

Her eyes flicked over to her turntable,

Rae: Oasis.

Finn: Knew it. Which one?

Rae: definitely maybe.

Finn: Favorite track?

Rae: Tough, but Slide Away. You?”

Finn: It’s a tune. Supersonic.

Rae couldn’t help the smile tugging but before she could reply another text came in.

Finn: You okay from your little stumble earlier? ;)

She couldn’t help but laugh, even though her cheeks heated up.  

Rae: I survived.

Finn: I’m happy then. So tell me what other music are you into, any books?

Rae let out a puff of air, he was certainly straight to the point, none of the awkwardness that could have easily happened and funnily enough she likes that he didn’t stumble around and was direct with her. She then scanned her collection of books and music.

She started out revealing just little things and then he would share back immediately. They had loads in common which surprised her but also really didn’t, when she’d think about it, it’d make sense that he liked some of the things she did. She mentioned a few things they had in common but didn’t always say because it just felt odd. Odd to be so connected to someone who was just feet away from her.

When she moved to her bed to get more comfortable she realized they had been texting for upwards of an hour. He was funny and they had loads in common, and she wondered if she should just ask about the Tinder elephant in the room.

So after his last text she sent,

Rae: So, Tinder, huh?

Finn: Ya...

Rae: How’s that going for you?

Finn: It worked out very well.

She almost felt her heart drop, she didn’t think that he would be talking to other girls but it’s a definite possibility, it made her stomach feel uneasy, then made her feel embarrassed.

Finn: I deleted the app.

Rae: Why?

Finn: cos I got the number I wanted. ;)

Finn: that’s yours by the way.

Finn: I think it was fate or something. Your attention is very hard to get. Did you know that? I thought you might have just been ignoring me but now I see that wasn’t the case.

The texts came in so fast she felt a little over whelmed and then the last one left her curious so she texted,

Rae: What do you mean?

Finn: When you concentrate, you concentrate hard.

Finn: It might sound creepy and I understand if you think it is, but I learned a lot about you from you ignoring me. Like, the music you listen to, and the things you like to do. How practical you think but are also a bit of a free spirit.

Finn: Our rooms face each other. Did you know that? I hope that doesn’t sound pervy, but I can hear your music sometimes. In fact I heard it the first night I was here, you were listening to Longpigs and I thought I was hearing things at first but then I opened my window and I could hear it clear as day.

Finn: There’s more but….

Rae took a moment processing all of this information, it was exhilarating and nerve inducing and she wanted to know what else he has to say.

Rae: but what?

The little dots came up and she was holding her breath.

Finn: Are you free tomorrow? To talk in person?

She wasn’t sure what she was doing and she didn’t even know if she could come back from it but she had to do something.

Rae: Why me?

Finn: ‘Maybe you’re the same as me, we see things they’ll never see.’

That left her confirming a time to be at his house the next day.

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The End (for now) xD

I hope you enjoyed!

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