#Silver birthday takeover

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Silver, Idia: Believe in the Me that Believes in You

I’m not a huge fan of Silver, but his Broomquet Groovy is one of my favorites ^^ I really love the color of the sky and how the birdies have come to fly with him!

Silver talks about training with Lilia in this interview; I kept thinking of Mulan's training montage during it. He also mentions that Lilia pat his head for the first time in a while and told him he's grown into a fine young man so of course I had to make jokes about how "it'll be the final time" and "Lilia's finally booting Silver out of the house now that he's 18 so papa can fuck off to retirement"—

A Boy in Bloom, and his Flowering Future.

"How do you spend your days off?"

Idia looked up from his clipboard. H-Huh?! Do I really have to ask this?! I-Isn't it obvious what Silver-shi's answer will be? Obviously, an air-headed macho man like him's going to say...

“When possible, I work on my equestrian skills and horse handling technique. Otherwise, I train.”

“O-Oh… right…” Idia failed to curb his lack of enthusiasm.

See?! I totally predicted that!! He’s got zero brain cells upstairs, all the brain cells were beaten out of existence by his muscles! Now all that's left is a space-case!

Silver took one look at Idia’s bug-eyed stare, and a realization (the wrong realization) set in. “Are you curious about my regimen? I’m sorry, I will elaborate.

"As one of the young master's knights, it is my responsibility to protect him. This requires maintaining peak physical performance. To begin with, my regular warm-up involves stretching, then 100 sit ups, 100 push-ups, 100 squats, and a 10 kilometer run."

"B-B-BWEH?!" Idia practically choked on his own saliva. "D-Did you really just say all of THAT for a warm-up?! And you do that willingly? For FUN?!“

"Yes, that's right. It's very light and helps to wake my body up. After that is when the 'real' training begins. I do cardio and focus on different parts of the body depending on the day of the week."

"Wh-When do you find the time to take breaks?! J-Just listening to you describe your daily exercise is making my muscles cry..."

"Ah, you're wondering how I'm able to keep up with my routine."

Huh?! It's like this guy just button mashed his way past NPC dialogue and only got the gist of what I just said!! I didn't think it was possible to meet someone that runs on autopilot IRL!!

"From a young age, my father instilled in me the importance of staying active and fit." Silver smiled fondly at the thought, ignorant to Idia's woes. “He set up obstacles courses and would give me chores that built up my strength. I’d also play tag with the animals when I wasn’t chopping wood or fetching pails of water for us.

“Sometimes Sebek would join me. We’d have a lot of fun together braving spiked pits, climbing cliffs, and surviving in the wild with only the clothes on our backs. We came out of it stronger in body, mind, and heart—they were very valuable experiences for us.”

Serenity never parted from Silver’s face the entire time he described his hellish childhood. Meanwhile, his interviewer had progressively grown paler and paler. Now he was the exact hue of a fresh corpse.

“Hmm? You don’t look too good, Idia-senpai,” Silver noted. Worry suddenly marred his gentle beauty.

He jumped. “N-Nope! I-I'm fine, my health is at max!!"

A lie—the entire interview had been mentally draining for the introvert.

"Are you sure?" Silver stepped closer, his expression turning deadly serious. “If you’re feeling unwell…”

Idia gulped. He wasn’t certain if he was overheating from the scorching May day or if it was his nerves getting the better of him.

“… You should work out with me and Sebek. I’m sure he won’t mind the extra company.”

A freight train slammed into Idia’s gut. He staggered back, mouth hanging open at the audacity of Silver’s suggestion, the one million and one things wrong with it.

"A-Are you crazy or what?! Th-There's no way I'd survive!! The only exercise I do is waving light sticks around for idol concerts, I can't handle anything more than that! P-Plus, a shut-in otaku like me can't deal with being shouted at just for existing, I’ll instantly fold!!"

“I understand, Idia-senpai.”

For a moment, his hopes welled. “A-Alright, GG. We’re done with the interview then. You can get going on the birthday road now…”

But much to Idia’s horror, the birthday boy continued.

“I also told myself, ‘I can’t do this’ and, ‘I want to give up’ when I first started my fitness journey—but throughout all my doubts, my father was there to support me, and Sebek was my friend and rival, motivating me to improve.

“At NRC too… I’ve met people who support me. I can ride a horse as well as I can because Riddle instructed me. I won an arm wrestling contest because my classmates cheered me on. There are many things I was able to do only because others were there for me in my time of need.”

“Where… are you going with this shounen anime protag speech?” Idia asked warily.

“It’s hard to do it alone, but you’re not alone at all, senpai. I will be there to cheer you on, and we can work together to help you accomplish wellness goals.” Silver stated matter-of-factly. “I believe in you, so please believe in yourself!”

“E-Eh…? Seriously, what’s with you… Is everything I’m saying going in one ear and out the other?”

H-How can one person be a literal beacon of light and goodness in the world?! Is Silver-shi really the kind of person who tries to empathize with even the characters fandoms unanimously hate? Would he walk up to a broom and try to shake its hand?

A firm pat on the shoulder snapped Idia out of his spiraling thoughts. He found Silver staring him down, an encouraging smile on his lips.

"I need to head off on the birthday road now, but I want you to know that you're always welcome to my workout sessions, and I'll always be in your corner."

"W-Wait," Idia stammered meekly, "I never agreed to take you up on your offer... P-Please tell me you won’t show up unannounced in my dorm to drag me outside…!!”

WHOOSH!

The Ignihyde dorm leader was silenced by a powerful kickback of magic to the face. The fire of his hair flew around him—and when the flames cleared out of his sight, he saw that Silver was already a dot in the distance.

Petals danced upon the breeze, as white as the clouds stretched across the brilliantly cerulean sky. Night Raven College was drenched in golden sunlight, and spring come out in full force. The day was as picturesque as an image straight out of a storybook.

Thrilled song filled the sky as a procession of birds joined him in flight. Pink, green, blue—a flurry of colored feathers as they hurried to Silver’s side.

One planted a light peck on his cheek, another nibbled on the ribbon trailing from his bouquet. The third paved his way, trumpeting the arrival of a prince, pure of heart, with his beloved animal companions.

It was as though Mother Nature's messengers had come out to wish Silver a happy birthday.

Idia was almost mesmerized by the sight.

Almost.

“Silver-shi really does belong in a whole new world… far, far away from me!!”

#twst #Silver #Idia Shroud #twisted wonderland #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland #Silver birthday takeover #something no one asked for #spoilers #twisted wonderland imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland scenarios #I made various anime references in this one www #Silver really is too good for NRC

[felix-the-lemon-king]

Keep forgetting that Silver does not share the same birthday as me like cmon Silver we could have opened our presents together 😔

#twst #I get him mixed up with epel #who also doesn't have the same birthday as me but like dbjdjdb it's 1 day before mine #so I get to experience his birthday in the jp app at the same time as mine anyway #sorry epel ily too but. um. [gestures to the silver brain takeover] aha. aha...

[shadowthtrash]

This is Sega's perfect opportunity to take a step forward in Shadow's story and actually let him start healing from trauma and allow him to have friends.

One of the key points of Shadow's trauma is that Maria was not only the girl he was supposed to help heal, but also his only friend.

And the reason they took the life of her only friend, for him, is not the government making the wrong decision of creating living weapons, the person that shot her making the wrong decision of killing her, the traitor that informed GUN of what was going on in ARK making a wrong decision.

It was him.

Shadow feels HE was the one who killed Maria by BEING HIS FRIEND.

So he doesn't get to make friends anymore not because he doesn't want friends or actually believing he's the ultimate life form and can do things alone for real.

He doesn't get to make friends because he would put them in danger.

He's a danger to the people he loves just by existing.

He does things alone because he would get people killed, even if that gets him killed. He keeps saying he's the ultimate life form as a mantra to shield himself from his pain and loneliness. He can deal with the emptiness, the regrets, the reminder that even as a perfect being he couldn't save Maria, because he's the ultimate life form. He can deal with that and more, even if it hurts him all the time. Because people would die if he doesn't. So he has to be strong.

But Sega has been doing this sneaky thing as of lately.

All of us have been saying, why does Sega pretend only Sonic can reach out to Shadow when Omega and Rouge are Right. There. What's with him not having friends when they are Right. There.

It's ridiculous, right?

It's because Shadow, despite his trauma, KNOWS Sonic wouldn't get killed.

Deep inside, Shadow actually knows he has friends. But in his mind, Omega would get himself killed to shield him from the soldiers like Maria did. Rouge would pull the lever and die like Maria did.

But Sonic? Sonic wouldn't die. He wouldn't get shot, he wouldn't pull the lever and fall. Sonic would fight. He fought with him, right there at the ARK, and numerous times more, even when he couldn't.

To Shadow, Sonic is a friend, and he's been starting to let his barriers down little by little over the years, even if he feels a paralyzing terror when he does so.

He cheered for him in Generations. He goes to the Olympics with him and they even teamed up to find Vancouver's memorabilia. He saved the world with him and Silver in his Super form. He goes to the Twitter Takeover too and actually has fun.

And Sonic is still there, alive. And, in Shadow's mind, Sonic is the closest thing to Maria that exists.

He's cheerful, loves the planet, making friends, adventure, and he represents hope. And that gives Shadow hope too.

If Sonic is still there, there's hope... and maybe he even gets to enjoy life a little. Going to Vanilla's for dinner, attending Amy's birthday and eat chocolate cake for a while. Listening to Taylor Swift and Hot Honey and raising a Chao. Going for a walk and buying clothes he would never wear and donating his rings for the kids that are sick.

And now, Black Doom comes back, and wants to drag Shadow to the mud one more time.

But he was grown so much. There's no way, even if he uses his past against him, that Shadow will lose himself again in the pain.

And maybe this is his actual point of no return when it comes to his past.

And he gets to feel worthy of being alive, again.

And heal.

And have friends.

And remember he's more than the labels people chooses for him.

And understand, once and for all, it was not his fault.

Because it was not his fault.

It never was.

#shadow the hedgehog #character analysis #sonic x shadow generations #thanks for coming to my ted talk #i love shadow way too much #sega's mandates would make sense if this was what they intended

[barovianchickenandwaffles]

Barovian Tales: Gary’s Birthday

(Dedicated to @bluetspur-brain )

So, there I was one slow February morning when I spied Gary, my High-Master Illithid / barista, with his back turned to me, working on something in secret.

When your disloyal, scheming Illithid employee has their back turned to you, working on something in secret, that is rarely a good sign. I fished out my trusty silvered dagger and approached cautiously.

Gary was so occupied that he did not notice me until I prodded his back with the knife and whispered harshly, “what are you working on, Gary?”

Gary started and turned around, facial tentacles flailing nervously. That’s when I saw it: the crappiest, brain-shaped birthday cake I had ever seen.

I stared puzzled for a moment. My birthday was supposedly in September, or so my parents told me. That could only mean one thing…

“Gary, is it your birthday?”

The Illithid telepathically sent a sheepish “yes” to my mind.

I lowered the knife. “I had no idea you had a birthday. I thought you were planning my downfall.”

“Not today,” said Gary in my mind nonchalantly.

I paused. “I am surprised you remember your birthday. I thought all your memories were erased by the God Brain’s mindless collective in Bluetspur.”

The gentle, soothing voice replied back in my mind. “My distance from the collective has allowed some of my previous memories as a tadpole to surface as well as my ceremorphosis.”

Gary shared some brief telepathic images: swimming in the brine pool of the God Brain, followed by his takeover of a drow warrior’s body and excruciating transformation. I quickly shut that part out of my mind. “Sorry,” apologized Gary, “I’ll fast-forward that part.”

Too late, there went my breakfast.

Later, I said, “well even in a crappy place like Barovia birthdays are worth celebrating. We should have a birthday party.”

A couple rooms over I could hear Viktor’s ghostly voice moaning, “you never celebrated my birthday.”

“Quiet, you!”

I scrounged some party supplies from around town, bribed a local Vistana band to play at our shop for the night, and enticed some customers to stay around by promising 1/2 off a second topping with the purchase of any Uncle Oleksii meal.

In no time at all, we had a birthday party for Gary. His “brain cake” tasted every bit as awful as you can imagine (chocolate frosting did not help), and everyone kept a safe distance from Gary, but for once Barovian Chicken and Waffles wasn’t entirely a depressing place.

Later, we asked Gary to give a speech.

Gary floated on top of a table and said, “I am an Illithid of few words, and not very good at speeches, but here goes.”

Suddenly a rainbow colored flash like a funnel or cone of energy projected from his mind and we all blacked out.

When I came to, I saw Gary devouring the cranium of a customer. In my most sitcom voice, I said, “Gaaarrryyyy!!!”

Somewhere in the distance, one could hear the cruel, canned laughter of the Dark Powers …

Later, as our ogre zombie dishwasher cleaned up the shop and disposed of the evidence, it was time to wind down and prepare for the next shift. I said to Gary, “you know, you’re the most conniving and untrustworthy employee I have, but happy birthday anyway!”

I felt a wave of joy emanate from Gary.

At that moment, a party of men dressed in strange, black suits, red cravats, and each carrying square-shaped leather briefcase entered the shop.

“Oh, I forgot to mention,” said Gary in my mind, “while you were unconscious I sold the shop to something called a ‘shell company’ from the ‘America’ demiplane. I made a tidy profit. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Gaaarrryyyy!!!”

(pause, Seinfeld style credits roll)

#ravenloft #dnd #ttrpg #barovia #d&d #dungeons and dragons #life in barovia #waffles #fried chicken #Bluetspur #illithids amirite? #illithid

[genderenvyninja]

can't believe there's a twitter takeover on Silver's birthday and he wasn't even invited smdh

OMG YEAH they invited Shadow but not the birthday boy of the day I'm very disappointed Mr Sega, very disappointed

#smdh #silver the hedgehog #ask box

[fluentinfashionfmd]

Beyoncé World Tour: Couture Takeover

Welcome fellow fashion lovers!

Keep up with the looks of all your favorite stars…

In Fluent in Fashion, we dive into all of the latest and hottest looks of today’s celebrities, athletes, and influencers, as if you are on the red carpet with them. Each week you will see a new look, along with a breakdown of  each piece and the designer behind it all! At the end of each post, we decide whether the look is Fab or Flop! We hope you enjoy it and find some inspiration. 

XOXO,

Lauren, Avery, and Isabella ♡

Sep. 11, 2023

Blog Post #1 :

Happy September, fashion lovers! 

Here at Fluent in Fashion, we love September for many reasons–the beginning of Autumn, pumpkin spice lattes, and of course, our queen Beyoncé’s birthday month. Luckily for the rest of the world, Beyoncé has been on her world tour for her most recent album, Renaissance, and along with breathtaking music Beyoncé has given us some show-stopping looks.

HypeBeast

In the images below, we see just a few of her many elaborate couture looks. 

HarpersBazaar

Today we’re focusing on the look below. Ah, yes. Sequins and a fur coat–what’s not to love? Beyoncé sported this Philosophy di Lorenzo Serafini piece for a show in East Rutherford, New Jersey this past July. 

Insider

If we break down the anatomy of this look, we have a stunning silver bodysuit that is embellished with crystals and topped off with cone-shaped cups. We can thank Lorenzo Serafini for this masterpiece.

Lorenzo Serafini: designer di Philosophy e vita privata | Amica

The next piece that initially catches the eye is the floor length, pink fur coat that is draped over Beyoncé’s shoulders. This is a Prada Eco-pelliccia fur coat. Luckily, this coat is eco-friendly, as the brand announced their fur-free policy starting from the SS20 Women’s collection, meaning that they no longer use animals in the production of fur pieces (PRADAGroup). Round of applause for that! Lastly, we see the matching, metallic thigh-high boots and a pair of very unique sunglasses. 

HarpersBazaar

Teen Vogue

Overall, this custom Beyoncé look is classic yet unique in its own way, with a fun twist. Many artists wear sequin bodysuits while performing, and we've even seen Beyoncé wear bodysuits to perform in the past–but not all artists wear custom made Philosophy di Lorenzo Serafini bodysuits on tour. The addition of the Eco-pelliccia fur coat was the cherry on top, and there are bonus points added for the faux fur. Let’s face the fact, Beyoncé has done it again, and we’re not mad about it. This look is FAB!

WWD

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Fashion Bomb Daily

Speaking of sequence, come back next week for another stunning look that will leave you feeling Fearless…or maybe even 22 (hint-hint)!

XOXO,

Lauren

#celebrities #influencers #fashion #trendy #social media

[peripateticavian]

Introductory Post:

This is Birdy, i have a few side blogs and four cats.

Lore:

I am from an alt-right evangelical fundamentalist Christian family in SOCAL. I went "Nope," moved out just before my 19th birthday and lived in the Northwest and the Southeast until I was old enough and financially established enough (disabled and on benefits with online income) to move back in time to escape the alt-right legal takeover back east without the potential for my autonomy to be stripped. I am currently working on my worldview and absorbing as much and many information, languages, art, and ideas as I can. My long-term goal is to maintain food forests with my partner. I have four cats.

Interests: alcohol, dreaming, biology, chemistry, homestuck, hannibal, welcome home, SCP, star trek, good omens, the twilight zone, art, aesthetics, baking, being baked, cooking, composting, cleaning, drawing, foraging, gardening, knitting, people-watching, painting, hallucinating, metal, rock, indie pop, recollecting, listening to the news, shittalking the bbc, social media, podcasts, learning, hanging out with cats, stick collecting, cuddling cats, cuddling trees

Favorite color palette: sand, lilac, periwinkle, dark umber, ash, deep blue, indigo, seafoam green, seaglass green, green, grass green, jade, obsidian black, gold, silver, rose gold, deep blue-grey, olive green, redwood, cerulean, bright blue, grey, orange, mustard yellow, bright yellow, amber

Music: Honeywater, Corook, Oingo Boingo, Jon Bellion, Bo Burnham, Watsky, Mon Rovia, MCR, BMTH, Avenged Sevenfold, Green Day, The Offspring, The Dropkick Murphys, Flogging Molly, Mitski, Girl in Red, Prince, "The Safety Dance"

[dollxmania]

ㅤㅤㅤ ❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 ❞

— WRITING LIST.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: nail vibes: snippet undecided.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: .iii summoning reactions: feat. leona, ruggie, jack.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: pucker up!: snippet riddle, leona, azul, kalim, vil, idia, malleus.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: the lost records of the court: oc lore feat. ren

— 3O DAYS OF WONDERLAND.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day three: move night. poly!fic ace, deuce.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day four: dorm takeover. fic ignihyde.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day five: game au. fic leona.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day six: the lead. fic heartslabyul.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day seven: merfolk. fic azul.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day eight: plushies. fic idia.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day nine: rainy day. fic rook.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day ten: soulmates au. fic sebek.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day eleven: massage. fic ruggie.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twelve: father’s day. fic crewel.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day thirteen: telephone game. fic vil.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day fourteen: club. fic silver.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day fifteen: daycare au. fic pomefiore, scarabia.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day sixteen: potion mishap. fic epel.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day seventeen: detention. fic trein.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day eighteen: fright night. fic jade.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day nineteen: fae. fic malleus.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty: mafia au. fic diasomnia.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-one: lost. fic neige.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-two: culinary crucible. fic trey.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-three: sick. fic lilia.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-four: mystery shop. fic sam.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-five: self-aware au. fic riddle.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-six: teacher’s conference. fic crowley,

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-seven: cat’s life. fic grim.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-eight: teacher’s assistant. fic vargas.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day twenty-nine: flying high. fic kalim.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day thirty: freebie. fic cater.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ❝ 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄！ ❞

ㅤㅤㅤ ❝ 𝐈’𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 ❞

— WRITTEN WORKS.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ : cr!au series: as the name suggests, contrary roles, the player is the character who takes their place, and the character takes the player’s place. au created by dollxmania / chocodollxren.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: .i summoning reactions: feat. riddle, trey, cater.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: .ii summoning reactions: feat. ace, deuce.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ : misc: works not apart of any specific series, one shots, snippets, headcanons, or others. may range from over a thousand words, to a mere paragraph per character.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: happy birthday, mon cherie / mein liebling: poly!fic vil, rook.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: kiss, please!: snippet trey, ruggie, jade, jamil, rook, lilia.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: happy birthday, your highness: fic leona.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: the delicious taste of you with the sauce☆: fic jamil.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: kabedonning them: snippet riddle, leona, floyd, jamil, vil, idia, sebek.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: merform snippets!: snippet azul, jade, floyd.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: vampire bites!: snippet vil, rook, epel.

— 3O DAYS OF WONDERLAND.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day one: amusement park. fic floyd.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ —: day two: overblot. fic jamil.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ❝ 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑！ ❞

do not request.

#ren.writing💌꒱·˚ #ren.nav💌꒱·˚ #dn reblog.

[enoshima-division]

“If you gaze into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.”

Introduction

Asuka Koizumi, also known as TREA$URE in rap battles, is the second member of Solar Siren. A lover of culture and history, Asuka is a charismatic self-proclaimed “treasure hunter”. After a year of traveling, he suddenly came back to Japan and announced that he was quitting being an archaeologist. Did something happen to him…?

Biographical Information

Name: Asuka Koizumi / Koizumi Asuka

Asuka (飛鳥) - “To fly, bird.”

Koizumi (小泉) - “Small fountain.”

Aliases:

Peregrine / Pier(re)

Mr. Avian

Idiot Outsider

Dear angel

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Birthday: November 13th

Star Sign: Sagittarius

Ethnicity: Japanese. At least, that’s what he thinks—He might be something else, he doesn’t know.

Hair Color: White and black

Eye Color: Light yellow

Height: 190cm / 6’2”

Weight: 176 lbs / 79kg

Piercings: Ball earrings

Markings: A scar under his left eye and two scars on his chest.

Family:

N / A. He’s an orphan.

Fun Facts

MC Name: TREA$URE

Occupation: Ex-Archaeologist

Division: Enoshima

Team: Solar Siren

Position: Second Member

Favorite Food: Hot dogs

Least Favorite Food: Cow blood

Likes: Fossils, silver, humans, conspiracy theories, and cute fluffy animals.

Dislikes: Storms, snakes, climbing for too long, and those that accuse him of being a fraud / fabricating the artifacts that he discovers.

Appearance

Asuka is a beautiful tall man in his late 20s. He has extremely long white hair that reaches down to his ankles, in which it descends into black halfway through, with the bangs swept to his left. Due to its length, Asuka usually puts it up in a ponytail. Underneath one of his yellow eyes is a small scar. He wears silver ball earring on his ears.

Asuka wears a beige dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a sleeveless dark brown jacket over it with one side untucked. His trousers are a lighter brown, held up by a belt that’s connected to a thigh strap and small bag. He wears dark brown boots and fingerless gloves as well. On his right wrist is a pearl bracelet with a light purple clamshell hanging from it.

Personality

A mischievous young man, Asuka’s eccentricities may be rather off-putting to some. He’s very easily amused and often has a smug look on his face, which pisses people off. He’s kind of a troublemaker, you see—He’s been to jail in other countries after all! Do not underestimate him though, Asuka is highly intelligent due to how much experience he has.

When he’s not doing his job, Asuka is just your everyday friendly guy. He likes showing his affections by teasing people, it’s his go-to. If anyone is genuinely curious about other cultures and history then he is willing to teach them, or even train them to be an archaeologist if they’d like; he’s surprisingly a good teacher.

However, he’s become unusually withdrawn after whatever caused him to quit his profession. In fact, you can even say he’s become more apathetic. Don’t you notice his forced smiles? How creepy. There’s no more life in his eyes, almost like he saw—or encountered—something he wasn’t supposed to.

Hypnosis Mic

Asuka’s mic is handheld, with the handle looking like a trowel.

His speakers take the form of a set of ruins on both sides. In the ground are two spherical speakers that have been dug-up halfway, and there’s a giant stone tablet in the middle that has lyrics engraved on it.

His rap ability is Takeover, which allows him to change his opponents ability into something else for the rest of the battle. The ability is randomly chosen, but if he knows what a persons ability is, then he can personally change it into whatever he wants. He can only use it on one person though, so he has to decide very carefully.

Trivia

As mentioned in the opening post, Asuka is also a TWST OC who’s twisted from Scuttle.

His birthday is the release date of the 1989 Little Mermaid movie.

His quote is from Friedrich Nietzsche.

He’s right-handed.

Ironically afraid of heights; he kinda got over it because he needs to climb a lot for his profession but if Solar Siren needed to, say, jump out of a plane to escape a crash, he would personally rather die.

Asuka is the one who taught Yudai most of the languages that he knows. Yes, that means he’s a polygot as well.

He’s well acquainted with Fleuret Oshiro, as he and his team often puts some artifacts they find at the Tokyo National Museum.

He doesn’t really stay in one place for a long time: One day he can be in Makuzaraki City then the next day he’ll be all the way up at Wakkanai somehow. However, he always comes to events on time.

The reason why he goes to jail in some countries is because he keeps trespassing on forbidden land. His excuse is that it’s “part of his job to explore”.

#hypmic oc #hypnosis mic oc #enoshima division #solar siren #oc profile #asuka koizumi

[ghetsis]

@rulear​ cont.

“Yes, the air of regality around you is undeniable, Your Highness.” Like a child on his birthday insisting the others do as he says. 

“Ah, please forgive my lack of manners in not introducing myself. My name is Lord Ghetsis of the Harmonia estate in Unova.” He gave a courteous bow. “I’ve had the privilege of serving as a royal advisor in my time and I must say I’m highly impressed. If you’ve managed to orchestrate such a marvelous spectacle in such a short amount of time, you must surely possess the executive skills befitting a king.” 

Pasio was a spectacle indeed. Baby’s first empire was positively packed with attractions and populated with the best (and worst) society had to offer. That kind of power concentrated in one place meant the island was not an attractive target to attempt a hostile takeover, but it could still prove incredibly convenient. 

After all, if all the world’s heroes were reveling here, who was safeguarding their home regions? Besides, if his silver tongue could manage to sway the little Prince, perhaps this would provide him some power over Pasio’s migratory populace as well.

“I’m sure your duties leave you with little free time, but I do hope we have the chance to speak more in the future. I would so love to hear about your endeavors here on Pasio.”

#rulear #:)c

[catch70]

2022 Election Maybe Dobbs Did Change The Race. We'll Need More Time To Know For Sure. By Nate Silver Jul. 8, 2022, at 8:34 AM .share .has-bugs ILLUSTRATION BY EMILY SCHERER .single-featured-image It was a slow week of polling over the holiday weekend — happy birthday, USA — and the FiveThirtyEight midterm election forecast isn’t much changed. Republicans have an 86 percent chance of winning control of the House this November, according to the Deluxe version of our model. But the Senate is much closer to a toss-up, with Republicans at a 53 percent chance of a takeover. Both of those numbers are pretty much the same as when we launched the model last week. But there has been some movement toward Democrats on the generic congressional ballot, which asks voters which party they would support in an election. They now trail Republicans by 1.6 percentage points in the FiveThirtyEight average. That compares to a 2.3-point deficit on June 24, when the Supreme Court announced in Dobbs v. Jackson Women’s Health that it would overturn Roe v. Wade. Why make a huge deal of the difference between 2.3 points and 1.6 points? Well, I’m not making a huge deal of it. But because of the way our polling average is designed, it’s a bigger deal than it might seem at first glance. The truth is, when you design any sort of model, it’s rarely as simple as just following the data. Rather, you have a lot of choices to make. One of the most important ones is how sensitive a model or an average is to new data. It’s obviously possible to err in either direction. There’s a lot of noise in polling averages, and you don’t want a model that does acrobatics in response to every new poll, especially when it’s still many months out from the election and most voters are thinking more about grilled meats than who to elect to Congress. But polls can and do change in response to big news, and Roe being overturned — probably the most well-known Supreme Court decision of the past 50 years — is big news. Usually, the generic ballot is a noisy measure, and if you know nothing about what’s causing the changes, the best empirical strategy is to be quite conservative in updating the average. If the polls move by several points and there’s no real underlying cause, it’s probably just noise. After all, most people — even most people who vote in congressional elections — are not following the news intensely on a day-to-day basis. Cable news ratings, for instance, reflect a tiny fraction of the American population: The most-watched cable news program is seen by something like one percent of Americans on a typical night. So in figuring out whether shifts in a polling average represent signal or noise, the model averages out lots of times when there’s nothing much going on and a few times when there is. The safe bet is usually “probably mostly noise, awaiting more evidence of signal.” But given that we do have a huge story on our hands, let’s do a direct before-and-after comparison. Six pollsters3 That our generic ballot polling average is steady in reaction to the news doesn’t really prove anything either way, therefore. But because of the Dobbs decision, there may be some electoral upside for Democrats beyond what our model currently shows.Source: Maybe Dobbs Did Change The Race. We’ll Need More Time To Know For Sure.

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Silver, Rook: A Knight in Shining Resolve

it’s fine it’s fine I’M FINE 😌 IT’s NOT eVEN LiKE it’S. a GOOD shOt oF ROoK In THE GROoVY OR AnYTHiNG iiT’S NOT liKE i’M gOiNG InsaanFE OvER BKTH J WoRD QnD RoOK THRowinG THE PiES WiTH ALL THEir MIGHT I Don’T NEED TOROLL WaHAhQhHQhGqhH I SaVE FOR FG OrTHO not me trying to convince myself not to roll for Rook’s nice fingers 😷

... Anyway, Silver looks like he’s holding his arm out for Raven a bird to perch on it!

Imagine this...

“I want to surpass my father someday.”

Rook’s ears piqued. At once, his eyes turned into slivers of joy, and his mouth curved into a smile.

“Such noble goal, such grand ambition!” The huntsman brought his hands together, applauding his junior. “Silver-kun... You truly revere your father, don’t you?”

He solemnly nodded. The aurora of Silver’s eyes shifted. Quiet, thoughtful—the pinks, blues, and purples hugging each other.

“More than anything. He is the one who took me in when I had no one else to turn to, the one who raised me and taught me all that I know. I owe him my life.”

Rook nodded, his smile spreading. “The admiration you have for your father is marvelous. It is a love that transcends the confines of blood!”

“It wasn’t always that way.”

“Oh?”

“I learned at a very early age that I was adopted. I had noticed that my ear shape and that of my father’s were different. At that time, he disclosed that we did not share the same blood.”

Silver’s eyes drifted shut. A twinge of sadness darted across his handsome face. “I was devastated. It felt like my entire world was crumbling apart.

“I said a lot of things that day to father. I regret much of it. If I could turn back time...”

“Je comprend. It is natural for a child to feel the things that you did. Confusion, anger, betrayal... I’m certain that your father understood the emotional turmoil you experienced.”

“Even so, I know that I must have hurt him too.”

“Ah, but is that not a testament to the strength of your bond?”

“What?” Silver stared at Rook as though he were a felled monster that had just sprouted multiple new heads.

“Fufu. It is as I have said! Over time, the feelings that begun as hurt and hatred changed into love and veneration. What was once soured could be amended--for you did not close your heart off entirely, and nor did your father stop loving you when the truth revealed itself.

“You looked within yourselves to forgive one another.” Rook declared with a flourish; his face positively radiant. “You overcame those challenges together, and as a result, your bond is stronger than ever!

“Yours is a family not borne of blood, but of bonds—and of what one makes of it for themselves. It speaks to your character, and to your determination.”

“My determination...”

Silver’s voice--and his mind--seemed to trail off at the word. His eyes were like glass. Shiny, reflecting something laid far into the distance.

Something he could not yet reach.

Seriousness set into his features.

“... Yes. You’re right. I shouldn’t think of the past as a deterrent, but as something to learn and grow from.” Silver closed a hand into a fist and laid it over his heart. “I will not let anything stop me from achieving my goal. I will only run forward, not back.”

“With such shining resolve, I have no doubt that you can make that dream of yours a reality.”

“Rook-senpai... Thank you.” Silver offered a sliver of a smile, and it stole the huntsman’s breath away.

He was transported to a forest clearing, hidden in the shadow of a great oak, peering out from behind it. Amid the flowers was a beautiful boy with silver hair and aurora eyes, a star that had fallen into the field. Animals flocking to him in a circle, the sun brightening wherever he stepped.

A scene worthy of being captured upon a canvas, displayed in the finest art museums in Twisted Wonderland.

“I won’t run away from you either,” Silver continued. “I’ll accept you and the Gift of Good Fortune head-on.”

“D’accord! I shall respond to your shining spirit in earnest.” Rook’s gloved hands snaked for a waiting pie laid out on a table. Eyes upturned and sly. “Ah, but I must warn you: once I’ve ascertained my target, I will never let it escape from my sight.”

Silver’s stance tensed, his expression hardening. “I won’t run and hide. Give me everything you’ve got. Warrior to warrior.”

“Oui. To our beloved birthday boy, Silver-kun... Let us make many more memories together at Night Raven College! Joyeux anniversaire!”

SPLAT!!

The impact was more forceful than Silver had been expecting.

He skidded back a bit, even with his heel dug into the ground to steady himself. The brunt of the whipped cream was taken by his face, the excess dropping onto the lapels of his suit and jacket.

Silver brought a hand up, running them through his hair and pushing his bangs back. His fingers came away soiled and sticky.

But his bashful look, his laughter--

Sparkling.

Rook sighed longingly.

Beauté.

#Silver #Rook Hunt #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #disney twisted wonderland #something no one asked for #spoilers #Silver birthday takeover

[ao3bronte]

[a continuation of this...]

Life in the palace is a game of strategy Cheng Meiniang never thought she’d be playing. The Talented Ladies of the court are both gracious and ruthless in their attempts to gain favour from the Emperor. It puzzles Cheng to no end; why are they so desperate to keep the company of a man they’ve never even seen? The Tiān é King has hardly left his Imperial Hall since overthrowing the former dynasty with the force of his Akuma army.

Whispers rustle through the summer leaves of the courtyards as Cheng takes a moment to paint the lotus blossoms budding along the edge of the lake in the Imperial Gardens. Cheng spends most of her leisure time here and finds she learns more than just art theory when seated amongst the ferns and flowers of the pavilion. Maids from all over the Inner Court treat the bridges and boardwalks here as a major artery, ripe with gossip and softly spoken scandals. Cheng quickly learns that the Empress has been sick for as long as she’s been in Chang'an, perhaps longer. She’s sleeping in the Emperor’s quarters, having fallen ill sometime after the Crown Prince reached his thirteenth birthday. No one has seen either the Empress or the Crown Prince since the Emperor’s inauguration, although even that can’t be trusted. Only a few eunuchs had been present at the celebration to serve the small crowd of high ranking officials, and they had all mysteriously disappeared shortly after.

Cheng doesn’t like to gossip much, which keeps the focus squarely on some of the other Talented Ladies of the court. One of the most curious girls, simply known as Ai, spends many afternoons entertaining the other ladies with chatter about what she's heard on her latest adventures around the palace. Cheng worries sometimes about Ai’s inquisitive nature and hopes she never oversteps her bounds; sticking your nose in business where it doesn’t belong can have dire consequences in the Harem.

Instead, Cheng keeps busy sewing intricate designs onto the various hanfu that pass through her room in one of the smaller buildings of the Inner Court. Word has spread that Cheng is exceptional at embroidery and several maids begin to appear on her doorstep with sacks of bundled silk and cotton piled in their arms. She stitches the scales of silver dragons into sleeves and the wings of cranes along woven busts, neatly and without question. She knows these hanfu must belong to someone important, although she doesn’t quite know who. In any case, it doesn’t take long for Cheng to be plucked out of her obscure, overcrowded sleeping quarters one morning. She quietly gathers her belongings and follows the maid silently, well aware of the jealous glares that follow in her wake.

Cheng finds herself in front of the lustrous living quarters of the Virtuous Consort Fu, one of the few favoured consorts that had risen in the ranks from concubine shortly after the takeover. The front hall, decorated with sumptuous chandeliers and tapestries, nearly steals Cheng’s breath away; she’s never seen such incredible needlework in her life! Unable to help herself, Cheng gravitates towards the side of the chamber, not even noticing when the Virtuous Consort Fu herself appeared and sat upon her daybed, patiently waiting for her audience to remember her place.

Virtuous Consort Fu’s voice snaps Cheng out of her reverie and she stumbles backwards, crashing into a lantern stand and falling to a heap on the floor. A maid prepares to punish her, having barely caught the burning lantern before it set fire to the entire pavilion, but the Virtuous Consort Fu waves her hand to silence her, both intrigued and perturbed. Was this really the girl the soothsayer told her about? The one destined to take over her mantle as the legendary Piáo chóng?

[to be continued...]

#miraculous ladybug #imperial china au #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug #ml #bronte draws

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Masterlist: FNF Mods x Reader

Corruption ☠️🖤

Comforting Corrupt!Skid

Senpai x Corrupt!Reader

Helping Corrupt!Pico win fight

“Thank you, for everything” w/ Senpai

Corrupted Takeover (Dad Dearest & Mom Mearest + Corrupt!Reader)

Corrupt!BF + Sibling!Reader

Minus ➖

HCs: Dating Dino Pico

HCs: Dating Monster

HCs: Tank fluff

GF meeting Reader

Insecurities (Minus GF)

Whitty 💣

HCs: Whitty + Teen!Reader (1/2)

HCs: Whitty + Teen!Reader (2/2)

HCs: Whitty x Soft!Shy!Reader

HCs: Meeting Fun-Sized Whitty

Baking Cookies

Comforting Sad!Whitty

Mid-Fight Masses ⛪

Ruv meeting Reader who regularly donates to the church

"Soul" w/ Ruv

HCs: Dating Sarvente and Ruv (separate)

Zardy 🌽🎃

Injured!Zardy being patched up

HCs: Zardy x Monochromatic!Reader

Zardy + Brave!Reader (1/2)

Zardy + Brave!Reader (2/2)

HCs: Zardy x Cottagecore!Reader

Pumpkin Jack encountering Reader who accidentally kills a Crawler

HCs: Zardy & Reader realizing they’re in love

HCs: Pumpkin Jack w/ Reader who plays the ukulele

Zardy meeting Artist!Reader

HCs: Various characters w/ Scarewcrow!S/O who gets attacked a lot

Garcello 🚬

HCs: Cuddling

HCs: Garcello x Motherly!Reader

HCs: Garcello w/ Asthmatic Friend

Nightmare

Garcello meeting Long-Distance S/O on his birthday

Onslaught Trio (Bob, Ron, Little Man)

Bob learning of Reader's death

Friend!Reader seeing Bob's Hell form

HCs: Bob w/ Reader who likes hugging others

Self-aware Reader helping Ron (Bob's Takeover of vs Bob/Bosip)

Hypno’s Lullaby

Reader rescuing Blake on Mt. Silver

HCs: Reader befriending Glitchy Red

Therapist!Reader helping Steven

“Where did all of these scars come from?” w/ Steven

Reader befriending Gray & Shinto after learning they’re sentient

Steven & S/O reuniting after the incident

HCs: Befriending Lost Silver & Glitchy Red

HCs: Child!Reader who likes horror befriending Lost Silver

HCs: Trainer!Reader meeting Lost Silver

Trainer!Reader & their Shiny Hypno meeting Lullaby!Hypno

Other Mods

HCs: Hex x Reader who likes Vocaloid/Video Game OSTs

HCs: BF and GF learning that Tricky is Reader's uncle (1/2)

Tricky + Relative!Reader (2/2)

Male!GF saving Male!Reader (during Week 7)

HCs: Meeting Starecrown

HCs: Starecrown meeting Reader at library

HCs: Meeting Trollge (TBBI)

HCs: Tabi x Pacifist!Reader

HCs: Taki w/ Chaotic!S/O

HCs: Relationship with Eteled

Taki Helping Injured!Reader

Misc/Various Characters

HCs: Zardy & Garcello w/ a Stoic!Reader who cries over minor inconveniences

HCs: Harem AU continuation

HCs: Garcello, Ruv, Senpai, and Tankman who thought their S/O died but returns to them injured

HCs: Spooky Kids, Garcello, Senpai, Zardy, Monster, and Tord w/ Scarecrow!Reader who controls a crow army

#fnf x reader #friday night funkin x reader #fnf mods x reader #masterlist

[aubreyprc]

hope ur ok

part three of my sour series

for @ssa-sparks, who requested a hotchniss witsec fic surrounding ‘hope ur ok’ if you have any requests feel free to message/ask💝💗💓💘

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“Don't know if I'll see you again someday

But if you're out there,

I hope that you're okay”

“God, I hope that you're happier today

'Cause I love you,

and I hope that you're okay”

ao3

-

She tries everyday not to think about him, albeit unsuccessfully, but she tries, all day, to push him from her mind, to forget, to ignore, but he always manages to push himself into the forefront of her mind whenever she has a moments peace, replaying their memories in her head, the good, the bad, the pretty, the ugly…all of them. Forcing her to relive their glorious (but cut short) time together all those years ago, before Doyle, before Paris, before their entire future went up in flames right in front of them, turning to dust behind them as they walked away in different directions. Him into the arms of another woman and her into the unknown, a new country, a new job, a new her.

When she allows the thoughts to takeover she always wonders if she would have done anything differently, knowing what she knows now. That he’d be ripped from her, from all of them in one of the worst ways, leaving them with only memories and questions that will never be answered. Leaving them, her, with the knowledge that he’s out there, hunted and alone, with no form of contact, no way to know if he’s okay, if Jack’s okay, if their even alive. She wonders if she’d have stayed, tried harder to get him back, to become the fairytale romance they laughed about wrapped up in bedsheets across the country back when they could have had everything. If she thinks for long enough, she finds herself wiping away tears, realising that yes, she would have, because all she has now is memories and regrets, a long line of what if’s and maybe’s.

Standing at her window, staring out into the city night, she looks back at the picture of them in her hands, tracing a finger over his smile as her lips curl at the recollection of the moment it was taken, the two of them in their own bubble just a mere eight weeks before their whole thing snapped in half, never to be put back together. She remembers the way her heart fluttered at the sight of his smile, how her stomach filled with butterflies like she was some sort of teenager at the sound of his laugh and how the feel of his hand on her thigh set her body on fire, a strike of lightening shooting into her nerves and its a feeling she doesn’t think she’s had before, and one doesn’t expect to have again.

He was a once in a life time.

They, were a once in a life time.

She takes a deep breath, closing her eyes as a tear falls down her cheek and she exhales with a shaky breath. Looking back down at the picture, she slowly runs a finger over it again and wonders, not for the first time (and not the last) if she’d ever see him again, hear him laugh, feel his hands in hers. Smiling down at the picture, she sighs.

“I hope you’re okay.” She whispers, before placing the frame back down on the windowsill and staring out into the city, inhaling a breath as she thinks that maybe, he’s looking out at the moon as well.

-

Deciding against going back to the BAU once he was able to leave witsec was an easy choice, him and Jack finally setting a routine, creating a bond he’d been unable to maintain before, finally able to relax without any need to keep one eye open, be on constant alert, remaining where he was and staying away was an easy choice. Making Emily unit chief was another easy decision, one he never thought twice about and one he knew everyone would accept. What wasn’t easy was making the decision to remain without contact. With anyone. But especially her.

It was a choice he felt was right, cutting them off, scared that any contact he had could be traced, that he’d put his son in danger again, but just because he felt it was right did not mean it was easy.

The first time he almost breaks it (can you really break a rule you set yourself?) Is on Jack’s thirteen birthday, surrounded by family and new friends. He hovers over her number, her contact picture (one he could never find in himself to delete. A picture only he has. A candid one from their short but remarkable time together.) Her smile staring right back at him as he contemplates on just one call, but, instead of calling he locks his phone, drops it down onto the kitchen counter and walks away, heading back into the room where his new life is playing out, all while he pretends he isn’t aching for just a tiny part of his old one. The part where he has her.

Two years later, he’s lost count of how many times he’d thought about reaching out but never going through with it. And this time is no different as he finds himself watching a press release from a case he imagines their still on the way home from. It’s her on the podium and he feels his breath hitch, the sound of her voice something he’d worked (and failed) on trying to forget. He can’t take his eyes of her, watching in complete awe as she talks to the press with an amount of authority he could only dream of having over such a harsh group of people and he finds himself smiling as she finishes, can see Reid and JJ following close behind her as she walks away and it’s then that he notices it, when she holds up her left hand to push hair from her face.

A ring.

A large, silver diamond on her ring finger and it has his breath hitching for a second time for a different reason.

The clip ends and he closes the laptop, standing and heading over to a box he keeps on top of a high shelf. Placing the box on the desk he sighs and pulls out the picture, one of the few they have together, but his favourite from the small bunch. Her body tilited towards him as they laugh together, his hand rested gently on her thigh as hers curls around his shoulder, tilting her head to whisper something to him as they bask in their own company, he remembers feeling as though no one else mattered in that moment, that the two of them could have it all and they almost did.

Almost being a key word surrounding anything when it comes to them.

Almost together.

Almost in love.

Almost going back.

Almost calling.

It’s almost and never absolutely. Always a what if and never a definite and it’s haunting.

Looking at her smile he can’t help but hope that she’s happy. Happier than she was with him, happier in all aspects because she deserves it. He loves her, he knows he always will and as he runs a finger over her smile, his own lips curl upwards.

“I hope that you’re happier,” he whispers, placing the picture back in the box before he looks out of the window, grabbing his beer from the desk as he looks into the night sky and it’s then he notices the distinct flashing of a plane. Smiling, something in him knowing it’s them, it’s her, he tilts his bottle, a small cheers to them, to her, to himself.

“I hope that you’re okay.” He whispers, watching as the plane travels across the sky and out of a view, a sense of bittersweetness casting over him as he finds peace in knowing she’s happy, even if it isn’t with him.

fin

#hotchniss sour series #hope this is what you had in mind bestie <33 #hotchniss fic #hotchniss #emily prentiss #aaron hotchner #criminal minds fic #my fics

[the-daily-multi-fandom-post]

This time can you do a very romantic just Jeremy Gilbert request I’m really sorry if I keep bothering you or annoying you I really love how you write in the style I am how do you put it all together it’s amazing but if you’re tired of me I completely understand

Oh no it’s fine I gottcha! Here it is! 🖤

Warnings: smoking weed, talks of drugs, drinking? Idk what else.

Y/n smiled as she woke up to a drooling Jeremy. She was wrapped in the arms of her boyfriend who was going to sleep the day away. Y/n tried to get up without waking him, but the two were tangled up together.

She continues to carefully struggle, but she just didn’t have the heart to wake Jeremy up.

“I know your awake I can hear your heart beating faster.” She looked at Jeremy who seemed to be half awake and half asleep.

“I forget my girlfriends a vampire sometimes.” He said as he pulled her impossibly closer to her.

“Jeremy please let go. I have stuff I need to go do today.”

“What’s more important then staying in bed all day?” He asked as he stared into her Y/e/c eyes.

“Maybe helping my brothers before they get themselves killed. If I don’t get up and ready they’ll leave without me.”

“She’s right.” Damon said all of a sudden inside the room making the two jump.

“Damon, what the hell?!” Y/n yelled as she threw a pillow at her older brother.

“Y/n you need to get ready we leave in 5 minutes. So chop chop. Little Gilbert let my sister go before I snap your neck.” Y/n rolled her eyes at her brother as she vamp sped to him. Grabbing the coller of his black shirt and running him out of the room. Locking the door behind her as she shut the door.

“I mean it five minutes, no fonduing!” Damon called from the other side of the door. Y/n rolled her eyes at her brother as she walked back over to the bed. Getting back onto the bed she leaned over to Jeremy giving him a passionate kiss. He tries to takeover the kiss but she wouldn’t allow it. As soon as he tried to make the kiss deeper.

“I love you, but I gotta go.” She smiled kissing him one more time then getting up. Walking over to the closet of her room and grabbing clothes to get dressed.

She came back out of the closet wearing a gray v-neck t-shirt, blue jean shorts and black converse tennie shoes.

“How is it you can dress as casual as can be and still look so freaking beautiful?” Jeremy asked as he stood up from the bed walking over to her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her against him. Giving her a tight hug, secretly trying to keep her home for the day.

“I know what your doing.” Y/n spoke as she felt Jeremy kiss the space between her neck and shoulder. “And what is that?” He hummed as he continues kissing up her neck.

“You are distracting me so I’ll have to stay home. It’s not gonna work, Jeremy.” She said as she pulled away from him with a smile. Walking over to her dressed she grabbed her hair brush. Brushing through her hair. Then after she was done twisting it into a braid.

Then walking over towards the bathroom to brush her teeth.

She could hear Jeremy groaning. Telling her she should stay with him for the day.

“It’s only 9:34 I should be Home by 12.” Jeremy looked at Y/n and tried to give her puppy dog eyes.

“Fine, but you are mine tonight. I have a special night tonight.” Y/n nodded at a serious Jeremy Gilbert.

“Alright tonight I’m all yours, I promise.” Jermey nodded as he gave her a kiss letting her go with a soft smile.

Y/n grabbed phone off charge and left the room. A minute later she left with her two brothers.

“Alright we have a couple hours to get the place decorated for Y/ns birthday so let’s get started!” Caroline exclaimed as she looked at her friends in front of her.

Stefan and Damon were distracting Y/n while Elena, Jeremy, Caroline, Bonnie, Matt and Tyler worked on everything for the party.

“Tyler, Matt you guys are on food and drink duty.”

“Elena, Jeremy you guys are with me working on decorating the boarding house.” Elena and Jeremy nodded.

“Bonnie you are to find a cake for y/n and help us decorate the house.” Everyone understand what they should be doing?” Caroline I asked her friends with a smile on her face. They all nodded and Caroline clapped her hands together. Making them jump at the loud clap. “Alright then let’s get started.”

Hours went by as Y/n sat in the back seat of Damon’s Camaro. She was told they were going to a meeting with Elijah at the Mikaelson mansion. But when they had been driving for a little more then what they should’ve been she was confused.

“Where are we going?” Y/n finally asked her two older brothers.

“We are doing something for your birthday. This year is the first year we three are together for your birthday. So I decided that we would do something we haven’t done for a very long time.” Y/n looked over at Stefan confused. But was about to ask questions when they pulled into a familiar dirt road.

“Are we where I think we are?” She asked as she looked at the Woods around them and then the rumble of what used to be their home.

“Welcome home y/n.” Damon said as he put the blue camaro in parked.

Stepping out y/n looked at the house and smiled.

“There’s so many memories here.” Y/n spoke softly as she looked at the property in front of her.

“We figured since its been so long since we’ve been together for your birthday we would go back down memory lane.” Damon said as he pulled at a foot ball from the trunk of the car.

“Are you for real?” Y/n asked as she looked at her two brothers.

“Umm. Yeah.” Damon said as he threw the ball to Y/n.

The whole time Y/n had a great time with her brothers. Playing football together playing tag and playing hide-in-seek.

“I don’t understand how you hide so good still. It’s been like 200 years and we still can’t ever find you.” Stefan told his younger sister as they got into the car.

“Well, I guess I’m just that good.” Y/n said with a smile laughing at her brother who seemed confused at how he couldn’t find his sister.

“Alright, lets get back to the house. We’re going to be late.” Damon said as he got into the car.

“Late for what?” Y/n asked as she looked at her older brother.

“Huh? Oh I was just saying how I didn’t want to be here so late. You know with spirits running around here.” Damon made you randomly. Y/n squinted her eyes at her brother and sighed. Mumbling a dragged out, “okay.”

The three got out of the car and walked up the side walk to the door. Opening the door Y/n heard a shush and then a snickering.

She walked further into the house and seen her friends and other people jump up, “happy birthday!!” They all exclaimed. Y/n looked at her friends with a smile on her face. Music started playing for background sound and y/n looked at her brothers behind her.

“You guys were distracting me so they could do all this.” Y/n said looking at her two brothers.

“You guys are the best.” Y/n said looking at her brothers and then her friends.

“Well, lets get this party started!” Caroline exclaimed pulling y/n to the crowd of people who were already dancing to the music. Y/n was dancing beside Caroline, Bonnie and Elena. The four girls having them time of their lives.

“Here you go!” Jeremy called over the music handing Y/n a red solo cup of beer from the keg.

“Thank you, baby!” Y/n called over the music. Hugging him and then placing a kiss on his cheek. She took a couple sips of the cool beer and started dancing with Jeremy.

After a while of dancing and drinking Y/n was pulled away with Jeremy to another room where she noticed a few stoned teenagers were smoking.

“Are you kidding me?” Y/n laughed at Matt who was smoking a blunt in his hand.

“What? You wanna hit?” Y/n giggled as she took the blunt.

Y/n laughed at something Matt said when Alaric walked in.

“Y/n I thought you were the good influence.” Alaric told y/n as she handed the blunt to Jeremy.

“Sometimes you just gotta let loose some.” Y/n laughed right before taking a swig of her beer.

“I’m all out I’ll be right back.” Y/n leaned over kissing Jeremy then left the room to get a drink. The three stayed quiet until Y/n left the room completely.

“Do you have the ring?” Jeremy asked Alaric who had been out all day getting the ring Jeremy had bought for Y/n.

Alaric nodded reaching into his pocket getting the promise ring Jeremy had asked Alaric to get.

“Here it is. It’s a really nice ring. I thought it was an engagement ring at first.” Matt nodded as he leaned over to get a clear look of the silver banned ring with a small blue stone in the middle.

“What kind of stone is that?” Matt asked pointing to the blue shining stone.

“lapis lazuli gemstone. It’s the same stone that’s in their daylight rings. I thought I would make the ring special by putting a daylight stone inside of it. I even got Bonnie to activate it.”

“Got Bonnie to activate what?” Y/n asked as she came back into the room. A solo cup in hand along with a jack daniels bottle in hand. Jeremy jumped quickly putting the ring into his pocket.

“Oh I had to get Bonnie to activate my phone. You know me, not that tech savvy.” Alaric came up quickly as he gave Y/n a smile. Matt and Jeremy nodded agreeing that’s what they were talking about.

“Okay, well I stole a bottle of whiskey so we don’t have to drink any of that cheap beer. No offense Matt.” Matt shrugged and smiled.

“Alright, well Matt and I are gonna go in here and see if we can find the others.” Matt looked at Alaric confused, but Alaric gave Matt a glare which made him nod. “Yeah, Caroline owes me a drink anyway.”

Y/n watched as Alaric and Matt left leaving the two in the room alone.

“What was that all about?” She asked looking at Jeremy confused.

“Who knows, I think they’re a little too drunk.”

Y/n nodded as she looked into Jeremys brown eyes smiling.

“Thank you for everything. I’ve never had a birthday party.” Y/n thanked him leaning on her tip toes to kiss him.

“You’ve lived for over 100 years and never had a birthday party before?” Jermey asked as he laced his fingers with hers.

She nodded looking him.

“Yeah, I’ve never had one. I mean I was told happy birthday by my brothers and mom, but never had a party.”

“Well I guess we need to have this party even more memorable.” Jeremy said as he grabbed the ring out of his pocket.

“Baby, we’ve been together for three years. I’ve never been more in love with anyone that I have for you. I got you a promise ring,” he started pulling out the ring and showing it to Y/n. Y/n smiled as she looked up at Jeremy.

“This ring is a promise to you from me. A promise to be there for you whenever you need it. A shoulder for you to lean on in the time of need. To love you and to hold you at night. This promise ring is a symbol of my love to you. To show you my love. It's a promise to be faithful and love someone. Will you accept my promise?” Y/n was in tears, she had never had someone tell her they were so in love with her. It made her heart burst with love. She nodded with a teary smile.

“Of course I will!” She smiled as she slipped the ring in her ring finger.

“Now in a couple years you’ll be trading that for an engagement ring.” Damon spoke up as he walked into the room following close behind him were the rest of the gang.

“You guys knew about this?” Y/n asked as Jeremy wrapped his arms around her waist.

“Uh, yeah. Kinda the reason why we made you stay out all day.” Elena laughed at Caroline who was being so blunt.

“Well, thank you! This is the beat birthday ever. I couldn’t think of a better birthday.” Y/n smiled as she leaned her head against Jeremys shoulder.

“I love y’all.” Y/n said looking at her friends. Caroline smiled as she clapped her hands together. “Group hug!” She said forcing everyone to hug.

Yup definitely one of the best birthdays ever.

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