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hisui-dreamer · 1 year

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hi!! this is my first time ever asking. may I request sleeping with their s/o (/nsx) hcs for Riddle, Idia and Azul? how cuddly they are, if they snore, that thing!! sorry if this is strange, it really is a first for me!! -🐙

the warmth of your arms

Characters: Riddle, Idia, Azul

Synopsis: How are they like when they sleep?

Tags: fluff, cuddling, sleeping habits, bot proofread

Word count: 656

Notes: Thank you for your ask! Don't worry, it's not strange at all, I was squealing in delight imagining the scenarios haha.

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Riddle has a very structured and disciplined sleeping routine

insists on going to bed and waking up at a specific hour to get the recommended amount of sleep

has a set of pre-sleep rituals, like reading a book or doing some stretches to help him relax

strict rules about sleeping hygiene!!

no eating or drinking too close to bedtime

makes sure that the room is quiet and dark to promote good sleep

i also feel like he was trained to be so perfect as a child, his mom wouldn't have let him snore or have any bad habits, so definitely is a quiet sleeper

but he’s still very affectionate

loves wrapping his arms around them and pulling you close

spooning or simply holding hands

whispers gentle words of affection

likes placing soft kisses on your forehead, cheek, or lips

makes sure you’re comfortable and have everything you need for a good night's sleep

all in all, very soft and cuddly, but also does not want to disturb you

Riddle let out a contented sigh as he snuggles closer to you. "I can't remember the last time I felt this relaxed," he murmurs.

sleep? pshhh who needs sleep? sleep is for the weak

Idia stays up late into the night and likes sleeping during the day to avoid any social interaction

also snores a bit because he’s heavily sleep deprived

have you seen his eyebags???

but things are different with you

once he’s grown comfortable with your touch, you sleeping with him fixes his sleep schedule

he used to be haunted by his nightmares reminding him of his past mistakes

but with you no longer has trouble falling asleep or staying asleep throughout the night, he sleeps more soundly with you

he goes to bed earlier, loves snuggling up next to you and feeling your body next to him, resting his head on your shoulder, or intertwining limbs

spooningg, nuzzles his face in your neck/head

idly traces patterns on your back, and gently touching your face to reassure himself that you’re really there

he actively listens to you whenever you talk, hearing your voice is calming for him

also will appreciate and respect any of your personal boundaries in bed, incredibly mindful of your comfort levels

in conclusion, soft touch-starved boi who loves physical intimacy

Idia wraps his arms around you tightly and whispers, "I'm glad I have you in my life," he smiles, the soft tickle of his breath on your forehead. "You're my Player 2, you know."

as a mermaid, Azul does not require as much sleep as a human does

instead he sees sleeping as a great opportunity to spend quality time with you

before you, his sleep schedule is incredibly

always stays up late working on deals, studying magic, or pursuing his own interests, leading to inconsistent sleep patterns and occasional all-nighters

sleep was a means to recharge to maintain his physical and mental well-being

he used to snore but when he lost weight, he stopped, so now he associates snoring with his old self and is embarrassed by the thought of it

when he’s with you he makes sure he is present and attentive in his relationship

aligns his sleep schedule with yours

enjoys cuddling with you and typically falls asleep holding you close, his arms wrapped protectively around you, vaguely reminiscent of his octopus limbs

sometimes he talks in his sleep, murmuring words of love and adoration

your man is rich, and he gets super soft bedding, plush pillows, and other extravagant sleep accessories to indulge your comfort

soft heart to heart pillow talks or gentle physical touches

he appreciates you a lot, and it shows in his comfort

Azul's gaze softened as he looked into your eyes, his hand entwined with yours. "Oh, my dear angelfish, what did I ever do to deserve you? Thank you for always being there for me," he whispers, before leaning in to kiss you.

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#twstnexus #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst imagines #twst wonderland #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #idia x reader

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lonepantheress · 10 months

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♡ txt as summer jobs

pairing: ot5!txt

genre: crack

warnings: completely unserious.

a/n: my inspiration? work has been kicking my ass and i thought it'd be funny if a shitty summer job kicked their ass too! will be updating with a REAL FIC so soon

Yeonjun

Works everywhere and is somehow always broke

It starts to freak you out

Like you see him as your cashier getting ice cream

And then he’s stocking shelves at the store and you’re like, “Oh, that’s weird..”

And then he’s your waiter at a restaurant

And you’re like, “?????”

He’s all cute and nice and hates his job(s) and is like, “I’m saving for a car!”

But he can blow through a paycheck in like a week.

If he’s your coworker omg I could imagine him being the coolest person ever.

Willing to pick up shifts, is fun to talk to when it isn’t busy, and gets shit done when it is.

I don’t see him being like the manager type, but the type that all the managers love even when he’s being super lazy just because he’s charming.

Soobin

Really sweet barista at Starbucks

The type that you run and tell your friends about after you see him because he’s so attractive and so nice

He hates his job though.

I could see him not being a manager but instead being a “team leader” which is basically a manager in training wheels.

Always stressed. Always saying, “I think I’m going to quit soon”

His ass is NOT quitting soon

Like- if he quit, his coworkers would probably cry

Constantly cleaning because he’s constantly knocking things over.

Any embarrassing customer experience? He can safely say he’s had it

Really good at saving his money well

Like… suspiciously good.

Beomgyu

Works at like Forever 21 or something

And using “work” here loosely because he never shows up

How he isn’t fired a month in? Who knows.

A stickler for his job title too

“Oh, so you’re like a cashier at-”

“I’m actually a style consultant.”

He’s just a cashier with a fancy name.

He will hide in between clothing racks and play on his phone or chit-chat with someone else

And if he’s on register, he’s really not paying attention to his surroundings

“Hi, are you able to check me out?”

“What..”

“Like, can I pay here?”

“OH, YES, RIGHT! I WORK HERE!”

Will tell customers all the workarounds and codes and coupons they can stack without them even having to ask.

His giving out company secrets will probably get him fired before him never doing his job.

Taehyun

Works at some fast food spot and wins management over in like a week.

So efficient, so smart, so practical, he gets promoted in record time

the embodiment of this meme I'm sorry

He’s genuinely very good at his job and not necessarily proud of it, just good at it.

And he’s only so good because he uses common sense.

The old ladies that come in love him and are like, “You remind me of someone I knew when I was in high school!”

Will not cover any shifts for the LIFE of him, he would actually prefer you call out before asking him to cover your shift for you

He’d also be so annoying to couponers. It’d basically become a battle of who knows the company policy better

GOD at saving money. Has a 401k and retirement and college fund.

Kai

Game stop employee

Like if you’re buying a game that he knows, you’re stuck for another half hour listening to him talk about it

He gets in trouble for stashing away things that get sold out quickly for himself

He’s actually so sweet to the nerdy little kids in the store

But he also would tell their parents, “This game has a lot of violence and gore btw!!!!!” before they buy it for their kid

As a coworker would have the most fucked up inconsistent schedule

Shows up every day for 2 weeks in a row

And then disappears

And then shows up every day again and you’re like “hello???”

Would initiate the oddest small talk ever while the store is empty

“Do you ever wonder if a little pebble in your shoe is actually your toe rolling around?”

“No….”

“Yeah, me neither.”

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lovedeltaa · 6 months

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more agent 24 stuff please (no doodles in order not to waste your time I just want information)

uuuummmm I guess like generally some stuff

-8 was a pretty high ranked soldier, very accomplished in sniping. she was moved to a lower division and ’promoted‘ to help train the lower divisions by sort of living and working amongst them. but she was like well I‘m just not gonna be doing that [her autistic ass is not a teacher] [she‘s gonna make friends with these lower rank ppl and be the unspoken humble leader when anyone had questions or issues with anything]

-8 loved begging for frontline positions despite not being super proficient at frontlining, in hopes of seeing and fighting agent 3 <3 (her delusional vision of her and 3 being in love is getting to her)

-8 is venomous n it's quite difficult for her to control her venom with she's excited -- 3 is a victim to venomous bites (and she has passed out before from an excessive amount. but she's generally used to it. knowing smile)

-3 sustained a chronic injury to her knee from falling underground into the metro. she wears a knee brace for it (it was real bad when she was in kamabo 💔)

she also got a large cut across her torso bc of the blades/shrapnel of the blender when she broke it

-3 hates inefficient communication and gets really frustrated when things aren't straight to the point, which is why she wasn't speaking inklish with 8 in my post before. why would she waste time doing that when they already have a common language

(she does eventually get better about it tho. emphasis on eventually)

-8 was the one encouraging 3 to take the captain position--3 was not into it thinking she would be an awful leader but 8 was like pleeeeeeeeaaaaasseeeeeee and 3 was like well alright if you say so (I need side order to come out before I can really start cooking s3 era stuff aheem aheem)

-3's work schedule is super inconsistent and often she has super late nights or doesn't come home for several days, while 8's is generally consistent. so they often have time conflicts with seeing each other... but they're both somewhat low maintenance in that regard, so just leaving a little sticky note for each other to read when they wake up/come home is enough

-neither of them know how to cook a good meal but 8 will be damned if she doesn't try to make these awesome surface foods. 3 is more inclined to settle with microwave dinners or get takeout if she's feeling a little fancy

#ask #agent 24 #gonna end it there before it gets unbearably long

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fereldanwench · 2 months

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I know folks are super jaded when it comes to hearing all the "Site ABC is dying! Join site XYZ instead!" suggestions, but I am gonna give Pillowfort a little love under the circumstances. If it's not for you, it's not for you, but I've been enjoying it since I started using it more over the past several months.

A few relevant highlights:

No AI bullshit! Not only are they not partnering with any goddamn AI companies to scrap our work, but they even have a policy prohibiting images created with generative AI! (You can read more on their staff blog.)

No inconsistently enforced and often arbitrary rules about NSFW content! It's all allowed, baby! (Again, I recommend reading this staff post for the deets.)

Has a lot of the actually good features Tumblr has... You can save drafts! You can queue posts! You can schedule posts! You can filter content!

... And good features Tumblr lacks! A robust commenting system! An improved reblogging system that prevents outdated versions of a post from circulating! Communities!

It also has an Xkit-esque extension to improve native features! I highly recommend checking out Tassel!

So what's the catch, right? It's definitely not perfect, and some things might be a deal-breaker for some folks:

It does not (currently) support audio or video posts. You can embed YouTube videos and the like, but you can't upload them directly to Pillowfort.

For free users, the image size limit is 2 MB, which might be a deterrent to GIF makers. (For $2.49/month, you can upgrade that to 6 MB.)

The design is pretty bare-bones and can be a little clunky in some areas. There's also no app, although my understanding is the website is pretty responsive on mobile devices. (Can't personally confirm or deny this as I don't use it on my phone.)

It does have more maintenance and downtime than Tumblr, although I haven't found it too disruptive.

It's also generally a slower experience, so if you're looking for a super fast-paced dash you can never reach the end of, you might find it lacking.

And I don't consider this a deal breaker, but it is worth mentioning that because there are no advertisers on Pillowfort, that means it's user-funded. It will likely never have the flashier features of Tumblr because of this, but if you chip in a few bucks a month, you can get some fun perks, like the increased image size and extra avatars (which I personally love.)

My fort is very NSFW (porn gifs my beloved) but is otherwise very similar to what I post here. I also have a whopping FIFTY (50) registration invites I can send out, if anyone is interested in getting on there ASAP.

And lastly, for my CP77 mutuals, especially my Goro babies, I did set up a little Goro community to share any and all Goro fanworks, ships, brainrot, etc. Most of the posts there right now are from me, and I'd love to see some more variety. :3 (Intro post with rules is here!)

#t: wench.txt #pillowfort #goro takemura #cyberpunk 2077 #not allowing reblogs on this bc it's really more intended for my direct social circle than a wide psa

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nobodysdaydreams · 6 months

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THE SI-5 WILL PAY FOR THEIR SINS IF I HAVE TO WRITE THE FIC FOR IT MYSELF! BLESSIE WILL BE AVENGED! (or my reaction to episodes 32-34 and mini episode 5 of Wolf359)

Sorry (again) for the delay, but I did warn you my schedule would be very inconsistent. Thank you everyone for your patience. At least I was able to finish these notes tonight.

Tagging the mutuals who got me invested in this, and if you want to be tagged or untagged from these posts, lmk, or you can follow my blog or simply follow the tag "#bods wolf359 reactions". Anyone who has followed me for a while knows my updates are inconsistent, so I apologize in advance for that and for any spelling/grammar mistakes in my posts.

@sophieswundergarten @oflightningandstars @acollectionofcuriousreblogs @herawell @commsroom

Episode 32: Controlled Demolition

I'm reacting to this while doing chores, so sorry if this is super brief. Hopefully it's not too plot heavy.

Have I mentioned I hate Kepler? Honestly the worst. I don't trust any of them.

Let's see...not a fan of Jacobi either. Of course I don't like Hilbert or his Decima project (which btw, it was very nice of the virus to not attack and kill Doug during his 100+ days alone in space without Hilbert keeping him stable). But Jacobi clearly doesn't know what he's doing, leave the dangerous chemicals alone!

Also the whole idea of Doug keeping someone on task...hilarious. Makes you wonder why Kepler REALLY gave him this assignment. Maybe to keep Doug distracted.

And then Maxwell. Looks like she has an interest in AI that's not entirely hostile, but at the end of the day, she's still working for the bad guys. When push comes to shove, she's gonna have to chose between Hera and Doug and Cutter and his errand boys. But I guess I hate her the least right now out of the three. She at least detected that Hera was in pain and is trying to do something. I hate to applaud someone for doing the bare minimum but that’s where we’re at I guess.

And Hera...you could have told Doug. He would understand. He's your friend.

I feel so bad for Hera. I just know they're gonna install some program in her that forces her to hurt her friends. It's only a matter of time.

Also, of course Kepler wants to play chess. That's the most villain thing ever, threatening someone over a chess board. Just once, I want to see a villain use a less ominous board game just to be funny. Like imagine Kepler with a nice Whisky in his hands mulling over a game of "Chutes and Ladders" or “Candyland”. It would be funny. Well at least Kepler embraces the villain aesthetic.

Though it's interesting: command doesn't know where the two years of Lovelace's life went. Or at least they claim. Now I'm curious. Was it the aliens? Is Lovelace a robot clone after all? Maybe Doug was right yet again!

A liability? Fire when ready? Oh my gosh is Jacobi gonna shoot Lovelace? Or Hilbert?

What was that?

Nice of Dr. Maxwell to make sure Hera wasn't in pain. But um...what did they just destroy on the Hephaestus? Another secret lab?

Oh my gosh. Just from the way Doug says the word "is". I've pause the episode but they better not have. THEY BETTER NOT HAVE.

If they did I'm gonna go insane.

NO.

THOSE BASTARDS.

USED TO BE?

BLESSIE DID NO HARM HE DIDN'T ASK TO BE CREATED! HE DIDN'T ASK TO BE BORN AND HE WASN'T PUTTING ANYTHING IN JEPORDY! HE WAS A GENTLE SOUL. 🥺

JACOBI AND KEPLER HAVE FORFITTED THEIR RIGHTS TO REDEMPTION ARCS. CUTTER'S ERRAND BOYS DESERVE NOTHING. 😠

Mixed feelings about Maxwell. At least she helped Hera but...she did it so they could kill Blessie. I still don't trust her.

"It's just business" WELL GUESS WHAT KEPLER? Maybe my business is about to become writing 500 fics where the plant monster eats you! How do ya like them apples?

You all knew this was coming didn't you? You, person reading this right now. You saw my love of the plant monster and hate for SI-5 and smiled to yourself. You've been waiting haven't you? Well dear readers. Here it is. I hope it was all worth it to you. Because for the rest of my Wolf359 reactions, I'm gonna have nothing but hate and contempt for Cutter's errand boys and their stupid chess games and inability to properly inspect a chemical lab.

Episode 33: Don't Poke the Bear

Yeah Hilbert, Doug is allowed to be mad at you. Just because there are worse devils in the world than you doesn't make you an angel.

Hey that's actually a pretty good quote. Good for me.

"You won't even know I'm here". You know Kepler, if you threw yourself out of the airlock, then you wouldn't be here at all, you plant murdering psychopath. I hope you drown in your own Whisky.

And stop talking. And slurping.

Never thought I'd support Hilbert, but Here. We. Are.

Kepler. What kind of childish power trip is this?

Oh ew. Jacobi. Maybe you can help Kepler out the airlock.

Wait...are they trying to tell them how to do this? ARE JACOBI AND MAXWELL BETRAYING KEPLER? Or is this all part of some grand scheme? Jacobi still shot Blessie, so even if he is helping them, I really don't care, and I don’t believe it.

Oh ew Kepler. You don't get to call Hilbert out. THAT'S MY JOB. You forfeited that right when you shot Blessie.

And stop pretending to care about Doug.

"Mr. Ballistics Dummy" okay Jacobi. "Mr. Errand Boy" it is.

Yeah Kepler seems pretty paranoid.

"I'd kill for five minutes in the achieves without red tape" "She's being metaphorical" ...why do I not believe that...

And Jacobi...you seem unusually calm and laid back about this. Why do I think this is all you trying to trap them?

"Just because we do awful things doesn't mean we have to like it". YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO ANYTHING. You're still morally responsible. Forgive me if a few tears shed over those you killed doesn’t cut it.

"This empty coffee cup outranks you" Kepler I hope one day your Whisky glass outranks you.

No decima research? Oh my goodness what a surprise! Command doesn't care about you Hilbert! Who could have seen this coming? Oh my gosh evil people stab each other in the back, I could have nevvvveeeerrrrr seen that one coming. 🙄

"He can be very...enthusiastic when it comes to guarding his secrets" Oh I bet.

THE WHISKEY SPEECH IS A ROUTINE SPEECH HE GIVES?

Kepler really is discount Cutter.

Ah...grand scheme it seems. I knew I was right to put Jacobi on my hit list. And Maxwell, it seems you're interested in joining the party. Welcome, welcome.

They didn't even deliver their letters? Man they are embracing the villain aesthetic.

"Kepler is manipulating you." Of course he is.

Solid advice Hilbert. "Don't trust me. But don't trust him either."

IT GREW HIS FINGERNAILS BACK?

Oh my. This is big. But then why does Cutter want to shut it down? Is he so against doing good that he won't do a good thing for society even if it will make him famous and considered a good guy for curing a ton of stuff? He really is the worst.

Episode 34: A Matter of Perspective

People need to be nicer to Doug. He has the least blood on his hands. And every time Jacobi and Kepler talk I lose brain cells. "I do evil but it's necessary" yeah, except it's not. It's literally not. What's wrong with you?

I don't care about the stupid superpowered three-legged pig.

Oh my gosh HE IS STILL GOING.

...

He can't even remember the punchline. Pathetic.

More music! 🎶🎶🎶

...They have board games?

Ugh. Pryce and Carter again. "The existential terror that is funzo."

Why is that in the manual? And if it is, why bring it to space? This raises so many questions.

Well at least it's not chess. Though it's no "Chutes and Ladders". Or “Candyland”.

Have I mentioned I hate SI-5 yet? Poor Doug.

Oh my gosh is this more funzo? Is the game even real?

"Hidden inwardness card"? "Time Vortex?" What sort of old-timey board game is this? Loyalty round? Wheel of ages? Sunken Idol? Celestial Steps?

At least Hera seems to like it. Did they bring it for the AIs? To keep them entertained?

WHAT IS THIS GAME. 😂

IS HILBERT THE REF? 😂 Oh my gosh he is being tortured.

Okay Jacobi and Kepler have history. But here's the thing Jacobi. There's a difference between a coach that pushes you to do your best on a football team, and a known murderer who pushes you to become a murderous psychopath.

WHY DO YOU TRUST HIM WITH YOUR LIFE JACOBI? He's crazy. Nutso. Why would you blow up Doug for him?

Oh. A forbidden picture of Doug. Maybe that's private. It does make me wonder about his past though...

"Reality Storm".

...ooohhhh... the "Golden Loyalty Card". How fancy.

I hope Pryce and Carter had fun designing the game. Sound like they really had a good time with it.

"I never wanted to be up here in space" well, then WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHY ARE YOU GIVING IT EVERYTHING?

"Kepler is gone" oh that's such a stupid cop out. "The old me died" nah, you're still here you're just making terrible life choices.

"Jacobi's a smart man" No, not really.

Oh great the pig joke.

Hahaha...that's not funny you psycho. That's not funny at all. It’s also clearly a metaphor for them. A slow death doesn’t make it any less of a murder.

Oh there's more? Is it just me or are the episodes getting longer.

It's his birthday again! And Christmas! Well, this is nice. They remembered this time. 🥰

"The same thing I do every night. I get older". Don't we all Doug. Don't we all.

Mini Episode 5: Long Story Short

What is the Argentinian incident?

Well I guess we'll never know.

Oh flashback land.

Yikes Kepler really seems to like to tell stories. HE HAD A FUNK BAND? HABERDASHERS? WHAT?

Well I guess even cold hearted villains need hobbies. Charges of insider trading? Saw Maxwell's feet? Okay that one was weird. What's out there in the woods? "I don't remember anything from 1987?" ...why are these silly stories getting more ominous.

Is that it? Yikes that really was short. Really short did I miss something? Okay, well I guess that's it.

Kepler should have stayed with his funk band. Maybe then he wouldn't be on my airlock launching list.

Thanks for reading dear readers. See you soon!

#bods wolf359 reactions #hera wolf 359 #renee minkowski #isabel lovelace #daniel jacobi #alana maxwell #warren kepler #wolf 359 #W359 #w359 #hera w359 #doug eiffel #alexander hilbert

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mars-and-the-theoi · 10 months

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Day 8 of Deity Devotion Challenge: ⚡️Zeus⚡️

Question- What’s the most valuable lesson your deity has taught you? That it’s okay to be human. Sounds silly, I know, but hear me out. In case y’all don’t know I’m disabled and I’m also no stranger to struggling with my mental health. This makes a consist worship schedule/habit not feasible for me. And I used to beat myself up about that so much (and honestly I still do sometimes). Because I would feel so bad about my inconsistency. Like I would go months w/o doing anything religion related sometimes like I wouldn’t even do altar cleanings for a long time sometimes. And I would try for consistency, and I could keep it up for a bit, but it usually never lasted more than a month at a time.

And it all kind of came to a head last year where my guilt about it was at its worst. Early 2022 had been hellish I mean truly I became super sick, needed surgery, had to take care of a family member after they’d had surgery, had a mental breakdown and ended up hospitalized, and had covid all within the first few months of 2022. So obviously worship and all that very much fell to the side and while I felt bad about that there wasn’t much else I could do. And finally, come June I was able to finally get back into it after not doing anything since January. And I felt horrible. I remember crying as I cleaned his altar and just apologizing cause I felt like I’d neglected Him in a way and I prayed to him and gave him an offering and that was that.

Then that night I had a dream with Him and I’m not going to go into all the mushy details but He was just like ‘it’s okay. I’m not mad at you about this. Like it’s been a rough few months for you and it’s okay that you prioritized yourself and it’s okay that you were in circumstances where worship just wasn’t a priority. It’s okay. I get it. We all get it. We know things come up that make worshiping hard. We do. It’s okay’ and I just felt so much better. Because They do. They all get it.

And I share this story knowing that this is something a lot of people struggle with but rest assured that they’re much more familiar with us than we tend to give them credit for. Shit happens. Life can get chaotic. Life gets busy, stressful, tiring. We get sick. Get hurt. Have to move unexpectedly. We have exams. Work overtime. Work weird hours. Have people to take care of. So on and so forth. But these things aren’t new. These have been traits of humanity since the dawn of time. The Gods have been around for a very long time too. So they get it, they know, and they aren’t mad.

#hellenic polytheism #helpol #hellenic pagan #hellenic pantheon #zeus deity #zeus worship #zeus devotee #deity devotion challenge #such a personal story but I think it’s an important one to tell

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fairy-tale-writer · 2 years

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Thin Ice Chapter 1/2

Malleus Draconia x Reader

Prompt: The reader is sledding with Malleus when the ice begins to crack beneath them. MC pulls Malleus out of the danger zone but she falls in. Someone saves her and she wakes up in the Infirmary in a rather...interesting compromise

Note: LEMON SCENTED!!! I would call it enough to be NSFW so read at your own risk.

I am super sorry for my inconsistent posting schedule a lot of stuff has came up in my life or writer's block which makes everything difficult. Also if anyone wants to talk about TW theories with me PLEASE DM ME. I am so deep into theories and lore and I am fully invested in the time loop theory and who is supposed to be the one to betray us.

THE TAROT CARDS THEORY THAT KINDA WORKS

As this game is such an iceberg I LOVE it.

Anyways, this story is about 4K+ words and would be more but I split it into two before it could get way too long.

ENJOY!

Winter was in full swing.

The blizzard last night had frozen the air solid with below negative temperatures. Any source of water outside had become solid, slippery ice--good for the lakes and ponds, not so much the knees and hips.

The blizzard had even dumped inches of snow, which thankfully with the help of magic could easily be swept up and out of the way with ease.

You hadn't expected much to do with the snow; until you heard a knocking at the door.

"Yoooo! Prefect! Let's go sledding! We got you your own sled." Ace said when you opened the door.

Both he and Deuce had wooden sleds trailing behind them but Ace had an extra sled.

"Go sledding?" You repeated, dumbfounded.

Of course, you had heard of sledding before, but the last time you sledded was when you were little, a few times when you were babysitting your younger siblings.

"Huh? Have you never heard of sledding?" Deuce asked.

"No, no I've gone sledding before it's just...I haven't gone sledding in a very long time. Sure I'll go! I'll go see if Grimm wants to go too!"

"Hurry up!" Ace called as you shut the door.

Grimm who was curled up by the fireplace eagerly agreed and scrambled to get his little snow booties. You slipped on your fleece-lined leggings and a tank top layered under a plaid long sleeve shirt.

You put on a thick hoodie, scarf, gloves, hat, and finally your snow boots.

"Ready to go?" You asked Grimm.

The cat was laying on his back struggling to slip his last boot on. Finally, he slipped his paw on and with a heavy sigh answered, "Yep!"

Grimm scrambled after you to the door. It was still snowing, but it was slow with very light fluffy droplets. You took the sled from Ace and Grimm hopped on.

"My brother told me about this really big hill where you can go sledding! It's right next to this pond where you can go ice skating too!" Ace rambled non-stop.

You paused noticing Tsuntarou was walking out of Sam's shop with his dorm mates.

"Eyo! Tsuntarou!" You called waving your arm.

"Who's Tsuntarou?" Ace asked.

"Does she mean-" Deuce gulped.

They followed your waving to--oh shit!

Ace and Deuce stiffened seeing you were gesturing to Malleus Draconia.

And you just called him Horned Dude!

"Child of Man? What are you doing out here in the cold?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I was just about to go sledding with my friends Ace and Deuce here, you wanna come with?" You asked.

Malleus' eyes widened in surprise well Ace and Deuce felt their souls leave their bodies. It was clear you had no idea who he was if you were offering the Prince of Thrones to do such child-like playing.

Then again, he hadn't gone sledding since Silver was just a little boy.

With a grin, he said, "Alright I'll join you."

"Wakasama! You just got hot chocolate, you'll spill it all over yourself!" Sebek barked.

"Oh, hot chocolate? May I have a sip?" You asked, pointing to the plastic coffee cup in his hand.

"Of course." Malleus chuckled.

"Is it hot?" You questioned as he transferred it to you. You could feel the heat beneath the fabric of your gloves.

You brought it to your puckered lips gently blowing on the mouth hole. Once you were sure it was cool enough you took a gentle sip. Indeed the chocolate was a bit hot, but you could feel it warming you up as it traveled down your throat.

You licked your cold lips as you pulled the cup away, "That's very good hot chocolate."

"You may have the rest," The Fae smirked, "After all, humans are very weak to the cold."

"Aye!" You playfully blurted.

"May I join? This old man hasn't gone sledding in so long." Lilia added stepping forward.

"Uhh...Ace? Deuce?"

"Uh, sure." Ace said too scared to see what would happen to him if he said no.

"We are going too! We must protect Wakasama!" Sebek blurted.

"The more the merrier, right?" You sighed.

You knew Sebek meant well but dear god, he was annoying at times. At least Silver seemed the slightest peaked, he didn't look as drowsy as he usually looked.

"Oh, what about sleds?" You asked.

"We have our own, I can summon them when we arrive at our destination."

"Lucky." You mumbled.

You set off with the group walking beside Malleus. The group was heading deeper into the forest surrounding NRC following a trail. The crunch of snow beneath your feet was satisfying, but it was also a struggle to pull your feet out and pull the sleigh with Grimm.

"Allow me to pull the sled, you look like you're struggling." Malleus offered.

"It's fine, Tsuntarou." You lied between heavy, white puffs of breath.

He took the leash and you sighed and let go allowing him to pull it instead.

"How much longer until we arrive at this hill?" Grimm whined. You were tempted to strangle the fuzzy furball since he had a good time just chilling on the sled.

"We just arrived!" Ace announced.

Not even a minute more of walking and you saw you were on top of a rather large, steep hill. Down the steep slope further down was a large pond.

The sun peeking through the flurry of clouds cast a glittering shine on the layer of ice on top.

As much as you loved to see the sight, you needed to catch a breath. You sat down in the snow, leaning back on your arms.

"Prefect?" Malleus asked.

"I'm good," You huffed, "Just resting."

"Human, this is a lovely sledding area," Malleus said.

Ace shrugged trying to play cool.

"So who goes first?" You asked.

The atmosphere felt like when a teacher asked a question to the class. Everyone avoided eye contact grimacing at the slope--or sleeping in the snow.

"How about you (Name)?" Ace chuckled rubbing the back of his head.

"Seriously? What are you a bunch of chickens?" You scoffed.

"The hill is a bit scary..." Deuce muttered.

"Fine. Wimps, I'll be the guinea pig and prove that it's fine." You pulled your sled over to the curve.

The snow at the curve was dangerously glossed with a thin layer of ice making the sleds faster, but it would be easy to slip and slide all the way down.

You straddled your sled as you pulled yourself closer.

"I can push you, dearie," Lilia offered

"A push would be lovely." You answered.

Lilia knelt down and grabbed onto the edge of the sled. With a nod, he pushed you off and down.

You couldn't deny you sounded like a professional scream queen as you flew down the hill, at one point hovering over the ground before landing. The cold air whipped past your eyes and face like diamonds.

At first, your screams were of fear but halfway through they became screams of delight.

The only issue was slowing down. On the flat ground your sled skid until you put your feet down.

You stood up, your legs shaking a little as you let out a cry of excitement with your arms raised, "Whew! That was fun!"

On top of the mountain, the others were belly laughing from the hilarity.

The only issue was making your way back up to the top of the hill. It wasn't the worst ever hill climb despite the height, but it was challenging. Halfway through your climb Ace and Deuce were skidding down the mountain in a competitive race.

Tsuntarou greeted you at the top with a big grin, "How was the ride?"

"Very fun! You should really try it!" You chuckled.

Lilia was next and he wasn't as fast due to his small figure, but he did get a lot of air time. It took a little bit of convincing and the help of Malleus to get Sebek to race down with him and Silver.

It was hilarious, but your ears hurt as the crocodile screamed the whole way down. When he arrived at the bottom his sled tipped over and he tumbled into the snow. Despite the harsh tumble, it was surprising to hear the usually uptight fae laughing.

Even Malleus was laughing the entire ride down, getting a chuckle out of it.

Lilia used his teleportation spell to move all of them back to the top.

"Hey! How come you didn't do that for me?" You asked, crossing your arms.

"You didn't ask, dearie." Lilia chuckled...

You never felt so much joy when you first arrived to Twisted Wonderland. You raced against Ace and Deuce both separately and in a three-way race. Raced against Malleus, Malleus accompanied Lilia, much to Sebek's worry.

"(Name), can you count down for us?" Deuce had asked.

You stood between him and Ace with your hat raised high up in the air.

"Ready? Go on go! Three, two, one...Go!"

You dropped your hat and the two boys pushed themselves off and down the slope. You snatched your hat, watching as the two boys let out the most hilarious shrieks of terror.

They both tied but Deuce had gone farther causing the two to bicker about who truly won as they made their way up.

Once you started to get braver, you got a running head start going down on your belly. Ace tried following your lead but with a much terrible result. He completely missed hitting the sled and instead, he scorpioned* right into the snow.

*For those who don't know it's when you face plant so hard your feet come up and tap the back of your head

He continued to slide down the hill on his belly, keeping his limbs spread to slow himself down until he arrived at the bottom. There was the occasional pause in between all the chaos to relax and enjoy some hot cocoa.

You sat rather close to Malleus as you took a sip before offering it back to him. He gladly accepted it enjoying touching the plastic where your lips just were.

Nothing of importance happened until you decided to share a sled with Malleus.

You were upfront with the fae behind you, leaning against you. His arms were by your sides taking a hold of the leash as well.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready!" You nodded.

He pushed you off giving a good shove. Sure enough, with your both combined weights, you picked up a lot of speed. The air was like a high pitch howl as it wiped past your ears, you could feel your hat leaving your head.

You thought nothing of it until you arrived at the flat area, but you weren't slowing down at all. If anything you were going faster, heading straight to the lake.

In an attempt, you stuck out your feet but there was a very thick layer of ice over the snow, causing your feet to bounce off.

The sled spun out of control.

You could feel Malleus wrap his arms around you to shield you.

"Wakasama!" Sebek called.

"Malleus!" Lilia shrieked.

He outstretched his hand but you were too far away for him to use his magic.

"Let go!" You shrieked.

You released your hold on the leash and Malleus followed allowing you two to fly off.

Instead of soft fluffy snow, it was pure ice.

You were sure you could feel a rib or two break as you slammed onto the ice and continued to skid. Malleus let out a harsh grunt beside your ear taking the brunt of the blow.

You reached the lake at this point and were sliding on the layer of ice. His arms loosened around you sending you sliding away from him.

"Tsuntarou!" You called.

The gloves made it harder to grip the completely smooth surface until all the momentum finally ended. When you opened your eyes you scanned for Malleus calling him.

He was knocked unconscious, further in the middle of the lake having more mass than you.

Shit.

"Tsuntarou! Wake up!" You called.

You moved and heard the worst possible noise for your situation.

A crack.

You glanced down and saw the ice below you was crackling. You could hear your name being called and saw your friends were sliding down the hill, but they were still too far away.

You shifted your attention to Malleus who was still unconscious, you could see cracks beneath him.

Shit.

You had to assess the situation like an author to their story; what would cause the desired ending?

Malleus had the short end of the stick; unconscious and in the deeper end of the pond with the ice cracking faster than yours.

There was a large branch just a couple of feet away from you.

Waiting for the others wasn't an option, they were much too far away, the ice was cracking fast, and with the ice, they would be sliding all over the place.

There was no way they could help you or Malleus without risking themselves as well.

You could carefully crawl your way back to the land, the ice seemed to be thicker closer to the shallow shore, but that would mean you would leave Malleus to fall in and most likely drown.

You could take the branch and crawl to Malleus. You could wake him up with the stick without risking pooling your weight, or you could hook onto his clothing with it and pull him to safety.

It was a risk, but it was the only way you could save Malleus and yourself. You shifted your weight outstretching your arm to grab the large stick. You could feel freezing cold water on your knees.

You carefully and slowly army crawled across the ice, ignoring the other's frantic calls for you to stop. You arrived close enough to him you could see the ice sinking slowly, the water up to his knees.

"Tsuntarou! Tsuntarou!" You shrieked at the top of your lungs.

You had to be quick.

"Tsuntarou!"

You could see his face twitch before his eyes slowly opened.

"(Name)...?"

The cracking got louder.

Shit!

"Tsuntarou! Grab onto the other end!" You called.

Malleus seemed to be dazed as his hand firmly gripped the branch.

With the adrenaline rushing through your muscles you were able to pull him completely out of the ice.

You crawled further until you were just a few feet away from him. The cracking got louder as you rose to your knees.

You grabbed onto Malleus's hood and tugged with all your strength throwing him across the ice.

"(Name)!" He cried.

He slid across until he arrived at a much more stable area near the shallows. His knights slipped and slide as they ran over to the shore calling for Malleus to crawl just further enough for them to reach him.

Ace and Deuce were calling for you to get your attention to hurry back to shore.

You smiled in relief.

A loud crack was the only warning before you felt yourself submerge.

It was cold.

The water was very, very cold.

You were struggling to swim, but your winter clothing may as well have been heavyweights tied to your ankles. You ripped off your gloves and scarf but you couldn't kick off your boots, they were tied too tight.

You managed to breach just long enough for a breath, scrambling to grab onto the ice. Your name was being screamed with urgency and panic. The ice in your grip only broke off sinking you back into the freezing hell.

You scratched at your coat undoing the velcro, scrambling to find the zipper.

You were losing oxygen fast and it was getting harder to keep your eyes open as the water stung. At last, you found the zipper and yanked it down until you could free yourself from it.

You were going numb.

There was a gloved hand that pressed itself into the water.

With one last good push, you used the last of your oxygen to push yourself to the hand. They grabbed onto your wrist and pulled...

"Quick! Pull her boots off!"

"Is she going to be okay?!"

"Her lips are blue. I don't think she's breathing!"

"I have to do CPR. Her heart has stopped."...

The last place you expected to wake up in was a bed in Night Raven's ICU.

You were expecting more like a coffin or a death bed.

Were you dead?

Your swollen eyes slowly opened feeling something hard and very warm holding you to them.

"(Name)! She's awake!" You could hear a voice call.

"Is my Minion alright?"

Your sluggish brain failed to recognize who it was speaking to. Faces were surrounding you but they were all blurry and hazy. A hand that was gently holding a warm compress to your neck. When you glanced up you saw it was Malleus carefully holding you as if you were glass.

Through your blur, you were able to see he was smiling down at you in a calmly happy sort of way. You couldn't help but rest your head on his chest trying to absorb his inhuman amount of heat. He was so warm you felt like a chickling in an incubator.

Malleus pulled a blanket up to wrap around your shoulders from where it had pooled down at your hips with your shifting. You tensed realizing you could feel the wool of the blanket against your bare back.

Where was your top? Where were your clothes? Why was Malleus...was he naked too?

Malleus mistook it as you were cold and pressed the cooling compress to the top of your spine.

"Puppy, do you remember what happened?" A voice asked.

"Sledding," You answered hoarsely, "And...I fell through the ice."

"Good pup, good. Stay awake now," The man muttered.

It must be Mr. Crewel

"She's no longer blue, but she is still quite colorless." A voice said.

"Why does Malleus have to be the one to hold her?" Another asked.

"Malleus is a fae, he can produce more body heat than humans. To warm up safely, she must have shared body heat." The third voice explained.

"(Name), do you feel warmer?" A smooth, deep voice asked above you. You could feel the vibrations of Malleus's voice through his smooth chest.

You nodded, your cheeks unable to warm enough to even send blood to blush. You felt the blanket lift and whimpered at the rush of cold air at your feet.

"Your toes are thankfully no longer a shade of purple, do you feel anything in them?" Mr. Crewel questioned. You felt him pinch your toes and you nodded.

"Just a numbness then, the frostbite isn't severe."

You felt a gloves hand and a bare hand grope around your legs.

"Can you feel my hands?"

You nodded.

"The blood is moving then, very good; you are a strong one." Divus flipped the blanket back onto your legs and feet.

A hand gently shook you awake, yet you didn't realize you had fallen asleep.

"We can't afford you falling asleep, we need to keep you awake to monitor you," Malleus said beside your ear.

You cracked open your sleepy eyes.

Lilia was sitting very close to the bed allowing you to recognize him easily. He was grinning, but the two knights behind him were displeased and uncomfortable about you cuddling their Wakasama nude.

On the other side of the bed were Ace and Deuce with Grimm on the heart suit's lap who for once wasn't teasing you or each other. The Heartslaybul boys were uncharacteristically silent giving you worried stares chewing on your lips or fingers. Grimm was sobbing but you couldn't tell if it was from happiness you were alive or remorse from you dying for several minutes.

Your main focus was on Ace who looked guilty, his arms tucked into his stomach, looking anywhere but you. There was a brush of gauze against your upper arm gaining your attention; Malleus's lower arm was wrapped in bandaging.

"Malleus...you okay?" You wheezed out.

It wasn't hard to breathe, it just felt like talking took all the strength out of you.

"You do not have to worry about me, I made it back to land safely--you were the one who drowned in the ice water."

There was a clicking of shoes and your eyes traveled to Divus with clothing draped over his arm.

"There is no longer a complete need to huddle, she's warm enough to wear clothing to aid her body further," Divus announced.

Malleus nodded and pulled you away to wrap you in the blanket like it was a shawl. He stood from the bed revealing that he did at least have boxers on—thank god. Lilia handed him his pants and he nonchalantly slipped them on then and there. Divus set the clothes down on the bed beside you

"Let's discuss outside to give her privacy," Divus ordered.

The guys nodded and Malleus gave you a worried look as he slipped on his collared shirt.

"Will you be fine dressing by yourself?" Lilia asked, politely.

"I'll be fine." You nodded.

"Do not try to stand up pup, there's a good chance you might collapse." Divus reminded.

Ace gave you a glance for the first time before leading the way out. It was hard but you managed to slither your leggings up your legs. It was like getting into skinny jeans in the morning after you just woke up but you didn't want to get out of bed. The only issue was you were shivering so much it was harder. Your cold, numb fingers weren't very nimble, and struggled with hooking the straps of your bra.

At last, you slipped on the socks but you still felt rather chilly. You waited for a couple of minutes for them to return but soon you grew impatient from your fatigue. You wrapped the blanket around you before placing your feet on the floor. The second you applied pressure a sharp pain traveled through your toes when you pressed them to the floor, but you wanted to go see them. You avoided the pain by walking on the backs of your feet and gripping onto anything stable enough to support you.

Your legs trembled violently but you had gone so far the door was closer than your bed. At last, you arrived at the entrance where Mr. Crewel was explaining recovery plans.

"I still recommend to continue to warm them, but in gentle ways. Not direct, intense heat. Their toes are still a bit cold so they would probably experience pain walking. I would recommend soaking their feet in warm water--not hot."

The door creaked open as you stumbled out.

"Pup! What are you doing standing?" The teacher snapped.

"I just wanted to..." You honestly didn't have a very good reason other than you were impatient.

Malleus pulled you to him just seconds before your legs collapsed beneath you. Your breathing was shuddering along with your body from how violently shivering you were.

"Don't be so dumb--you're in no shape to wander! You will rest in bed for a couple of days--no strenuous work. This especially includes sledding," Divus ordered.

"We will make sure she rests up!" Lilia nodded, his voice just as stern, "She should be safer at the Diasomnia Dormitories than her own."

Divus nodded, "Make it so. Howl for me if she worsens and obeys my recommendations."

The teacher gave you an almost empathetic gaze. "Do get well soon (Name), I cannot afford one of my puppies to become ill."

That was the most empathy anyone was going to get out of Mr. Crewel.

Lilia beamed at you, "Bundle her up and let's get going then..."

#twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twist x reader #twist imagines #malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia #malleus x reader #diasomnia #wishingstar

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blorbologist · 1 year

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heyooo I just started writing fan fic and I really have no idea what I'm doing haha, can you explain how you draft and edit and write you long fics? i don't know what to do besides just starting at the beginning and writing to the end. (also sending this to multiple writiers so I can get lots of opinions)

Hi anon! I’m really flattered you’ve reached out <33

An amorphous list of advice from someone who has written over 300k words in under a year:

Make sure to note all your ideas for the fic down. You will not remember your plot twist thought up on the walk home in a few hours - *write it down!* It could be gushing to a friend about it or a notepad or whatever - and then make sure to compile it wherever you’re keeping your ideas for that fic.

Be kind to yourself! Sometimes it takes weeks or months to write a scene the way you want it - maybe you aren’t inspired, maybe you can’t get it to Work, maybe, maybe - don’t beat yourself up about it. It’s art. There is no timeline.

Likewise, if you’re new: I’d really recommend against a longfic! Do some oneshots first - seeing a work to completion and posting it will really help your confidence. A longfic is a long commitment, and if you end up changing plans or abandoning it it can be very discouraging for you to have that incomplete work be one of your first. It’s like training for a marathon :D

Get a bullet point list if you can of scenes you want to do or information/things that need to happen for those scenes to make sense. Even if you don’t have the details - I have the note ‘they find Tary in hell, because he overheard them and thought it was an adventurous place to be’ in my main fic doc. I didn’t know *how* they were going to meet him, or under what context, and figured that out as I wrote. You don’t need to break it up by chapter, just timeline.

Speaking of timeline, here’s a neat trick: muse is a fickle thing, you don’t *have* to trudge through content you don’t want to write to get to the good stuff. I usually prefer to - I like having the full emotional context for scenes clear in my head - but when writer’s block gets me I’ll often jump to self indulgent writing something fun I’ve wanted to get to. You can always go back and edit things and add in a scene later, so long as you haven’t posted yet…

… which is why I strongly, strongly, strongly recommend having a buffer when you can, or at least letting a chapter sit overnight while you sleep on it. I get the urge to post something you just made, hot off the press, but you would not believe the number of typos or inconsistencies I find after reading things over with fresh eyes. This is true for both oneshots and longfics - the chapters y’all are seeing for Two for joy were mostly complete around November during NaNoWriMo! It also means you have room to go back and edit things - if you stumble on a cool plot twist you can foreshadow it more effectively, or if a character arc changed in ways you didn’t expect you can lay more groundwork for it. It’s less stressful knowing that if gradschool goes to hell I’ve got… hang on… 13 weeks of wiggle room while still keeping to my schedule. And even if it did run out - this is free content, people would understand if I went on hiatus for a bit. You have all the time in the world - use it!

BUT, in a similar vein, feedback and encouragement are super important to keeping your muse up. Which is why I strongly recommend having a friend or two in fandom you can bombard with snippets and spoilers and ideas! One for sorrow / Two for joy would likely have sputtered and fizzled out without @rightpastnowhere, @katia-dreamer, @burr-ell, @essayofthoughts, @romeoandjulietyouwish - and the fandom community I found early on that were so excited for the fic! Engage with your commenters, they can make for really great friends, betas and/or tormented souls when you offhand chuck your most evil plot twists at them >:D

Remember that fanfic is supposed to be fun. You’re having fun. You’re writing, for free. I’ve mostly written for Critical Role as a fandom, but I promise you it’s not as scary as you might think it is. I haven’t gotten a single nasty comment or anon yet, despite, uhhhh, breaking up my OTP and piling angst galore on people (and making Vax trans). By in large, it's a supportive space - but don't be afraid to curate it to your needs. Writing is for you and whatever you want to get out of it: validation for your ideas/HCs/skill, new friendships and a sense of community, improving your own skill, self-indulgent things you want to see in fiction, working through trauma, hella hot porn, etc. We’re all allowed to look to fic for different things, If it stops being what you need, if it feels like work, like a chore? You can drop it.

Hope this was of some help!

#writing fanfic #cr fanfic #fanfic #tumblr writers #my writing #idk what to tag this and I gotta scram KJNGTKTRHNT BYEEE

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supercyberlife · 7 months

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Things I’ve Done Since Starting College

Hello fellow dolls! Long time no see. So much has happened in the last couple of months which is why I'm pretty inconsistent with posting. So sorry! But anyways, I've recently Started College. It's super exciting and fun finally being able to do what I want and act like an actual adult so I thought I'd make a short post about all the things I've started doing as a first year college student.

Saving money/ Not spending it random stuff

Since I can no longer count on my mother as my primary source of income I’ve started saving a lot more of my money. I try not to use my money on silly things i won't use. I also try not to buy food because I have a pretty good meal plan and dining dollars so it would kind of be a waste. This isn't saying don't spend money but more so spend money minimally.

Stuck with a good study schedule

College is pretty different work wise in terms of how much agency you have. Your professors aren’t going to be on your back like past teachers telling you to do your work. I highly suggest getting a planner and working around the times that work best for you (I might make a study guide in the future). Also studying in a place that makes you feel productive. I usually study in the library or one of the main halls of my school since it makes me wants to be productive and the fact that there are other people around being productive too helps with my motivation.

Started eating a more balanced diet

Now since i don’t really have to worry about buying food and eating in general i’ve been eating more balanced meals. I start off with a little breakfast, eat a salad for lunch, and have a nice fulfilling dinner in the dining hall. I’ll also eat a few snacks in between but all together I’ve started having better eating habits.

Started socializing

This one has really been something I’m proud of. I’ve started spending more time out and about instead of in my room or dorm. I hang around campus or walk into town (I go to a small college in a small town), Or even just hanging in the common room with friends. Personally I’ve made a ton of new friends I hang out with all time, whether that be walking to class, meeting for lunch, or going out to parties together. College is a great place to be more outgoing and make new friends. A good way to start is to host a movie night or something. In my dorm we have a common room with a tv and every night we set up a movie night and invite friends over (sometimes they bring their other friends) and we end up having a blast, so don’t be afraid to be the one to make the first move in making new friends.

Embraced changes/ the unknown

I know starting your adult life in a new place by yourself is horrifying but once you get past the fear there are so many new experiences for you out there! Just don’t be afraid and truly believe in yourself.

DON’T BE AFRAID TO REACH OUT FOR HELP

I was brought up in a family where I rarely asked for help and that made my life so much harder than it needed to be. Before starting school my family made it clear that if I needed help I should just ask and I did. I started asking family, friends, and school staff for help if I needed it because that's what they’re there for, to support you. Please take advantage of all the resources and help that is definitely gonna come your way.

I hope this post helps with an anxiety anyone else has had or is having about college. Take care of yourselves. Love you all!!!

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mobbu-min · 1 year

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Name: Rosa (Rosita) Reyes (she/they)

Dorm: Ramshackle

Grade/Class: 1-A (teacher aid)

Birthday: Oct. 30th (scorpio)

Age: 18

Height: 162 cm

Dominant hand: ambidextrous

Homeland: ???

Club: Art and Gargoyles Study

Hobby: gardening, writing

Pet Peeves: fruit stickers

Favorite Food: Sopita de Conchas

Least Favorite Food: Jalapenos Rellenos

Talent: First Aid/Guns

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Although wary and awkard around everyone and everything at first, Rosita is quick to come out of her shell with a welcoming smile. Lacking in any magical abilites, she's makes up with it with her big heart and resourcefulness. With determination and a bit of dumb luck, Rosa quickly adapts to her new life in Twisted Wonderland.

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Background Information

+ Rosita is from a big family, though she tends not to speak much about them because she gets sad quickly. She has often mentioned her abuelita and abuelito. And her childhood friend/crush, Isabela.

+ She's not the smartest, actually she's quite dense when it come to anything academic, which often lead to her planning study groups with anyone that wants to join. (she ends up getting distracted or falling asleep way to quickly)

+ Rosa was actually in the process of applying to various colleges before she got transported. So to say she was angry about having to start over is an understatement.

+ She ranges from being a student to a teacher aid. She's often helping Crewel and Trein with grading papers and around the classroom. Every Thurday and Tuesday afternoon, she can be found in Crowley's office helping out with his work. She sucks at physical activity, so she doesn't really help Vargas.

+ Sam gave Rosita a part-time job at his shop! She works pretty often, but her schedule is inconsistant.

+ On her first day at Ramshackle, she became quick friends with the ghosts! They're besties.

+ She and Rook are actually good friends. Rosa finds him amusing and finds herself having a ton of fun with him. She and Rook often go on long rants about beauty or their current hyper-fixations. She feels heard when she's with him.

+ She's also super confortable with Malleus. Their first encounter was extremely embarrassing on her part, she cringes everytime. But they grow really close. They often get lost in converstions and can be seen reading together.

+ The first years adore her and she adores them! They remind her of her little siblings, so she often goes big sister mode, especially during overblots.

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a/n: here's my twst oc! i love her so much and lowkey I'm extremely nervous about posting this lol. she's a little bit of a self insert, but I tried to make her into her own person. Apparently it's much harder then it looks like. Anyways, if you ahve any questions about her, feel free to ask!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland mc #twst mc #twst art #twisted wonderland art #mari art #mari oc

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livingroombeat · 6 months

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Progress update 11\11\23

Yo, progress is coming along at a steady pace, not many specific details to update on as its all major spoiler stuff. In a more meta update sense, i want to say that this isnt going to be the norm, me saying that the next act is going to come out way before it does and then saying 'sorry it took longer than expected', in future i will be much more consistent! There were just a bunch of unexpected things that happened during the creation of this act that slowed it down a lot.

Regarding the release of the rest of act 3, i plan to schedule the date to post it when i've finished it. I'll probably post it on the next wednesday after i finish it or something like that, and all the time between the actual finishing of the act and the release will be used to begin work on the next act. I want to have this specific structure to my scheduling.

On that note, ive decided to start doing updates every saturday, which is what this is. The time on the saturday that i post the update, the length of the update, etc. are going to be inconsistent still, but every saturday i will write a small note here about what progress ive made.

Again though, sorry for this act taking so long! The amount of content in this act after this amount of time probably is going to disappoint, but this will not be the standard! There is a fair bit more work to do on the act, but hopefully i will have it done to be able to post on the 22nd (or, and this is a stretch, maybe the 15th). No guarantees, though.

Oh and also im not going to be doing the comics where the entire panel is covered in a massive wall of text (like 3-4 to 3-12) anymore. It wasnt good structuring and was super daunting from a reader perspective. So im not gonna do it anymore.

#awesome #comic #webcomic #web comic #my comic #new webcomic #oc comic #read this #comic art #livingroombeat

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microsuedemouse · 6 months

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I'm just!! so goddamn fucking sad and lonely and frustrated

I miss my Nana so much. I've never lost someone so important to me and it's just this big gaping wound I don't know how to close. it scabs over but man it's just a SCAB where I'm missing a CHUNK. I don't even have to pick at it; it gets caught on just anything and tears open and bleeds and hurts and everyone says all you can do is wait for it to heal on its own but how am I supposed to do that

I put in a request for the day off on the 17th when we're burying her, but my manager apparently hasn't noticed and she scheduled me that day. and like. I know our bereavement policy entitles me to a day off for funeral/burial services. but I just don't want to have to go talk to my manager about it. it feels like such a personal thing to have to bring up to someone directly. and I don't know how to mention it without crying anyway, and my current manager is like... the last person at work I want to cry in front of

I had my first shift back at work today after three fucking weeks out sick. I'm still noticeably coughing/sniffling but it was time to get back to it. a couple supervisors said something like 'oh glad you're feeling better' and the customer service desk colleague who took a lot of my sick calls said she was glad to see me. besides that I had One Person ask where I'd been. others seemed surprised, when I had cause to mention how long I'd been off. and like... I know they're just my coworkers, and there are lots of reasons that people might have noticed my absence and still not said anything, but I feel. so uncared about. I saw people today that I at least THOUGHT I was on pretty friendly terms with who didn't say a word. and it's just. I know my coworkers aren't my friends, I know they have their own lives, I know it's possible to go a while without overlapping shifts and not really notice, but... it stings. I've been trying so hard for an entire goddamn year to connect with these people at all and it feels like no one really cared that I was sick for three weeks, except in that they had to figure out who was covering my shifts.

I've had jobs with people I cared about. I've worked places that people were happy to have me back after I had strep for a week. I'm not saying everyone at work Should be friends, but it would be nice not to feel so alienated from everyone.

and like, it sucks that I rely on work for all my social contact. I wish I could see my friends more easily. if I hadn't been sick I could've seen some people around Halloween, but that didn't work out. I can count On One Hand the outside-of-work in-person social interactions I've had with friends this calendar year. and I've been TRYING to connect with people closer to where I am but it's just so fucking hard to make anything happen.

my best friend loves me but is fairly inconsistent at responding to texts. I adore my friends' big discord but I feel lost and distant when I try to participate. no one else really thinks to message me directly almost ever. I don't blame anyone for any of this, because I'm not doing much better, but it ends with me being so disconnected from everything and everyone.

I hate the 'if they cared, they'd reach out' attitude. it's not fair and I don't believe in it. I know my friends care, and I know I'm not making myself super easy to reach out to a lot of the time. but I also hate that I just missed three weeks of work and apparently a bunch of my coworkers didn't even notice. like... do I exist? am I still here at all?

I keep thinking of things I admired in my Nana, and how much I wish I could be more like her. Not just so I could feel more like she's with me, but because I think a lot of the things she was good at are things I could really use right now. she knew how to talk to anyone. she knew how to work hard. she knew how to live life fully and enjoy things and take opportunities.

I hate daylight savings and dark falling at 5pm. I hate that all my friends are so far away. I hate that connecting with new people is so fucking hard. I hate that my birthday is less than a week away and I feel nothing about it except sad that my Nana won't be there. I hate that I don't know how to have a proper conversation with almost anyone anymore, even people I love immensely. I hate having to remind myself that the baseline good things I still have are Something To Be Grateful For instead of just like, the basis of any kind of life. (of course I'm thankful to live with the family I adore, to have a safe home, to be employed at all... but it sucks that I'm stuck at like, the bottom of maslow's pyramid. I want more than this and I'm tired of feeling guilty for wanting more than this.) I hate knowing that we're headed into winter, which is always a hard time of year, and it's only going to be harder this time if something doesn't get better really soon. I don't want to be sad or lonely anymore!! I want something good to happen!! I want to matter!! I want to feel joy that lasts longer than a giggle at a youtube video!! I want to be a person again!!

#big sad stressed vent I'm sorry #you don't have to read this I just need it off my chest #it's kind of just a stream of consciousness anyway #personal #grocery grunt

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melanielocke · 2 years

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Alastember - day 26 - passion

I decided to read passion as emotion, and wrote an Inside Out story set inside Alastair's head during scenes from Chain of Gold. I might rewrite more scenes like this later. I had to think for a while about Alastair's emotions and how to gender them, since Riley in the original movie has mixed gender emotions I felt Alastair should too, especially since emotionally he's not super mature yet (mostly due to trauma). I decided making Anger male since it is Alastair's dominant emotion. I made Sadness female because I think Alastair's sadness is very similar to Sona's (the theory for Riley's mixed gender emotions that I like best is that Riley has a male anger and fear because she models those after her dad since those are his dominant emotions). Joy is also male, and Disgust and Fear are non binary and I used they/them pronouns for them. It is possible I have been inconsistent with pronouns though, since I also have the original movie in mind while writing. If you haven't watched Inside Out, I'd really recommend it, and before reading maybe watch a trailer so you can picture it better?

CW: Charles, descriptions of Alastair's not super healthy emotions

@alastair-appreciation-month

Anger was tired. Tired of the control panel having issues all the time, tired of Joy being sick and pretty much useless. Tired of Sadness keeping at the control panel despite Anger repeatedly telling her to leave it alone. Really, she was impossible. Disgust was the only one up here who was even remotely helpful at keeping this going. If he let Sadness and Fear take control like they both wanted to, Alastair would likely break down. Anger was tired of having to do all the work to keep Alastair going.

‘Do you think Charles is coming today?’ Joy asked that morning.

‘Well, how am I supposed to know that?’ Anger grumbled. ‘He hasn’t sent any messages.’

Joy stretched his limbs, then turned around and rolled over. ‘Back to bed then. I need to save my energy.’

Typical. Anger had been trying for a long time to get Joy back into action, but truthfully, Joy had never been good at his job. He was supposed to make Alastair happy, but Alastair hadn’t been happy in a very long time. It worried them all how sick Joy had gotten in the past years. Anger didn’t know if he’d ever recover.

‘I think Charles might come over later today,’ Sadness said softly.

‘What do you think you’re doing? And stay off the console! It already breaks enough without you messing around.’

‘Of course,’ Sadness said, looking down. ‘I’m sorry. I just thought maybe I could help.’

Anger sighed. ‘Please go back to your circle and keep all the sadness there. We can’t use any more of you today.’

Sadness obeyed and disappeared into a corner. Time to start the day and if this day was like any others, he and Disgust were on their own. He didn’t have time to protect Alastair and keep the other emotions away from the control panel. Not to mention he still had a call scheduled towards maintenance, because someone ought to update this console.

There were new issues every day. Sometimes buttons stopped working, and it became increasingly difficult to make Alastair feel anything. Sometimes the control panel stopped working entirely, or responded only to Sadness which only made everything worse and give Alastair a breakdown. Other times buttons became hyperreactive and only slightly brushing past them let to an overwhelming and out of control reaction. Anger hated it, Alastair hated it, but it was impossible to control. Anger never knew how the control panel was going to respond when he did something.

Alastair got dressed and went down to have tea and breakfast with his mother and Cordelia. They were discussing an invitation Cordelia had received by Anna Lightwood, something that sparked Joy’s interest enough to drag himself to the console.

‘What is it?’ Anger asked.

‘We should convince Maman to let Cordelia go,’ Joy said. ‘If Cordelia accepts Anna, she might accept us too.’

It had been a topic of debate for some time. Fear was absolutely terrified they would be rejected or worse if anyone found out about Alastair’s attraction to men. Joy was hopeful Cordelia might accept Alastair, but often too weak to do anything about it. It was a discussion Anger tried to stay out of, it wasn’t really his place.

‘Alright. Go ahead.’

When Joy hit the buttons, Alastair convinced his mother to let Cordelia visit Anna, under the condition that Alastair would go with her. He hardly sounded or felt happy, but Joy was doing the best he could with the pieces he had left. Anger might not always show it, but he knew that.

‘Cordelia won’t like that,’ Disgust said.

‘What do we care,’ Anger grumbled. ‘We’re taking her to Anna. No need to go all the way inside.’

‘We could visit Charles instead,’ Disgust suggested. ‘Anyone any ideas where he might be?’

Anger was always up for visiting Charles. The time Alastair spent with his lover was the only time Anger really got a sufficient break. It was the only time Joy came anywhere close to functioning.

‘Alright. Charles it is. I’ll see if I can reach maintenance when you’re together. And Sadness, I’ll remind you that Joy is in charge when we see Charles. You had better not ruin this!’

‘Of course!’ Sadness said, but Sadness had a tendency to do whatever she liked.

Anger didn’t understand it. No matter how many times, no matter what he said, Sadness just couldn’t seem to figure out that she was making things worse. That she was making Alastair feel sad. Charles was all Alastair had right now, the only source of light in the endless dark. They all needed to step back and give Joy a chance.

‘I’ll keep Sadness under control,’ Disgust promised as they fixed their make up with a hand mirror. Disgust had always been rather vain. ‘Whatever Sadness wants to do, I’ll make sure Alastair doesn’t let it show.’

‘Thank you,’ Anger said. ‘What would I do without you?’

Disgust snorted. ‘You could never take Sadness and Fear on your own. Fortunately, you’ve got me to make sure it doesn’t show. With those two, you’ve got to pit them against each other. Fear is scared of what Sadness will do if she’s left unchecked and will stop her before she lets people see just what a mess we are. Sadness will keep trying to make Alastair sad anyway, and hates it when Fear gets in the way and so she’ll stop them from making Alastair show his fear.’

‘Charles isn’t here,’ Fear said.

Anger wasn’t quite sure why Fear became so active on the console when visiting Charles by his house, and now at his club. It was frustrating, because Fear didn’t understand their fear of being judged was what made people judge them.

‘Then where is he?’

Anger took over control, pushing Fear out of the way.

‘Time to pick up Cordelia,’ Disgust said when they returned to the city.

‘Already?’ Sadness said.

‘Get back in your circle!’ Anger barked, taking control. ‘Right. We’re going to pick up Cordelia.’

When Alastair finally arrived at the address where he’d left Cordelia, he realized his mistake. He should have gone with her. He should have stayed and at least checked what Anna’s plans for her. There was no one home.

‘What do we do now?’ Fear asked, shaking on their knees. ‘We don’t know London well. Where could Cordelia be?’

‘Stay away from the console,’ Anger grumbled. ‘Okay. Anyone any clue where Cordelia might be?’

No one raised a hand. Typical. Not that Anger had any ideas himself. Not long after arriving, Lucie Herondale and Thomas and Christopher Lightwood arrived at the scene.

‘Maybe they know where Cordelia is,’ Sadness suggested.

‘Or maybe they were the ones who put her in danger,’ Fear said.

‘You’ve lost your hat Alastair,’ Lucie said.

All five emotions stared for a moment. ‘What did she just say?’ Anger grumbled.

‘We did lose our hat,’ Disgust said.

‘That’s beside the point!’ Anger yelled.

‘Wait, wait, stop!’ Fear yelled. ‘Just take a deep breath, find your happy space!’

Fear was always trying to stop him when he was about to have an outburst. Anger didn’t listen, his head caught fire and he pulled the handles of the control panel.

‘I’ve lost my sister!’ Alastair hissed.

Later that day, Anger was exhausted. Another long day with him the only one to keep Alastair going. Some of the buttons on the control panel had gotten stuck again after Sadness had touched them, making it so that no amount of pushing Sadness away from the panel would stop Alastair from feeling sad. Which meant that they couldn’t go to sleep before Anger had fixed this, which meant he was on the phone with maintenance for the second time this week.

‘What do you mean, you can’t come fix this today?’ he yelled into the phone. ‘What kind of mind workers are you? How do you expect Alastair to go to sleep when EVERYTHING KEEPS FALLING APART IN HERE!’

Anger hang up and threw the phone across headquarters, hitting Sadness in the process. ‘Ow!’ she yelped.

‘Well, this is all your fault,’ Anger grumbled. ‘Stupid maintenance, stupid mind workers, stupid control panel.’

‘Charles is coming!’ Disgust said, hold their mirror in front of their face to fix their face.

They entered something onto the control panel, which seemed to be working because Alastair took a good look in a mirror and started fixing his hair. Disgust was generally in charge of Alastair’s appearance, and Anger had to give them that they did a good job of that.

‘Joy!’ Anger shouted. ‘Joy, get up now! Charles is coming, you’re up.’

Anger and Fear heaved Joy onto his legs, supporting him as they walked to the panel.

‘Don’t touch that!’ he hissed at fear, but it was too late already.

Meanwhile, the buttons Sadness had touched were still going and she was getting back to the screen and control panel too and Anger couldn’t fight them all off.

‘Can you guys behave for a moment! This is Joy’s moment, give him space!’

‘Alastair. Why are you looking a state? What happened?’ Charles asked.

‘You’re up, Joy!’ Anger yelled, but Joy was still leaning against the panel, holding himself up by his arms.

Instead, Sadness started pushing some buttons. ‘I went to find you earlier today,’ Alastair said. ‘My sister was with Anna – I went to your house and even to your club. Where were you?’

‘I was at the Institute, of course. My fiancée remains ill, unless you’ve forgotten.’

Anger stopped trying to push Joy and took control of the panel himself. Charles was their one chance for Joy to do anything, that was true, but there were limits. Anger was getting tired of how Charles kept prioritizing his fiancée over Alastair.

‘I would be very unlikely to forget your fiancée,’ Alastair said coldly.

‘Alastair, we discussed this.’

Sadness kept at the control panel along with Anger and for once he did not stop her. The two of them mixed into a sort of softer anger, an expression of Alastair’s pain as much as they could ever allow it.

‘You said it would be temporary. A temporary political engagement. But I have spoken with Ariadne, Charles. She very much believes this marriage will happen.’

They had to be careful here. Too much Anger, and Charles would become angry too. Too much Sadness, and Charles would think him weak and turn away. Anger decided to let Sadness take over for once.

‘This is not fair to her, Charles. Or to me.’

‘Ariadne does not care what I do. Her interests lie elsewhere. She will gratify her parents with a good match, and I will find it useful to be connected to the Inquisitor. If I become Consul, I could do so much good for the Clave, as well as for you. My mother is too sentimental, but I can make our people strong again. It is what I have wanted all my life. You understand. I told you all my hopes in Paris.’

Charles’ mentioning Paris brought back memories. Orange, happy memories. From the corner of his eyes, Anger noticed how Sadness touched all of the memories. It was a thing none of them really understood, something only she could do. Whenever she touched a memory, they turned sad, and none of them were able to change them back.

Alastair closed his eyes as the sadness the memory had brought hit. ‘Yes. But you said- I thought.’

‘What did I say? I would not make any false promises. You know how it must be. We are both men of the world.’

Sadness knew she was not supposed to touch memories, that she was supposed to stay away from the control panel. But everything Charles was saying was a dagger in Alastair. Charles had made so many promises once, and Sadness alongside all the other emotions, had believed him. She’d been happy to let Joy take control when Charles was there. But right now, Sadness knew deep down she was supposed to drive.

‘I know. It is only that – I love you.’

Charles’ voice cracked like a whip. ‘You absolutely cannot say that. Not where someone might hear you. You know it, Alastair.’

Sadness had always been a romantic. She’d wanted something epic for Alastair, a beautiful man who loved him when no one else would. There would always be tragedy in Alastair’s life, and she would be there for him through it, but in the end there would be a man to help him pick up the pieces. Instead, Charles was crushing the pieces of Alastair’s heart that remained.

‘No one can hear us,’ Alastair said. ‘And I have loved you since Paris. I thought you loved me.’

‘He’s going to say it, right?’ Joy whispered.

‘Nah, don’t think so,’ Anger said.

‘What if he doesn’t love us?’ Fear asked.

‘What would we do without him?’ Sadness said.

Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Charles responded. He put his hand on Alastair’s shoulder, and it sent a little spark into Joy, enough to get him up on his feet for a moment.

‘I do,’ Charles said. ‘You know I do.’

Charles’ hands went into Alastair’s hair, he drew him closer and their lips met. Joy finally could touch the control panel, urging Alastair to surrender. Alastair slid his arm around Charles neck, pulling him onto the sofa with him.

‘We did it!’ Disgust said. ‘We fixed the relationship!’

‘That could have been a disaster,’ Fear said.

‘I’m feeling so much better! I’m finally going to make Alastair happy!’ Joy said eagerly, pushing several buttons to have Alastair start running his fingers through Charles’ hair, fumble with his waistcoat.

‘Uhm, Joy,’ Sadness said softly, pulling at Joy’s sleeve. ‘Are you sure sex is the same as love? I mean, does this mean he really loves us?’

‘Oh, come on, Sadness. This a victory. Please allow the rest of us to enjoy it,’ Anger said.

Except that this happened every time they saw Charles and Sadness had learnt by now that in the end Charles would always leave. She’d made so many of their memories together sad. The other emotions didn’t think Sadness knew what she was doing, but she did. Happy memories turned sad as summer turned to autumn, and whenever Charles left it was up to Sadness to pick up the pieces. Sadness wasn’t just there to make Alastair miserable. Her job was to help him recognize when he was being mistreated, and with the other emotions’ insistence of shutting her out, Alastair struggled to recognize why he was so unhappy.

‘Alastair, I cannot- I cannot.’

Charles abruptly stopped, pushing himself upright and away from Alastair.

‘Wait, what?’ Joy said, in shock until moments later he collapsed to the ground again.

Her turn, Sadness decided. ‘Charles, what’s wrong?’ Alastair asked, his voice rough. ‘If this is not what you came for, then why are you here?’

If this is not what you came for. If this is not what you came for. Alastair was so close, but Sadness just couldn’t make him see it, she couldn’t convince the other emotions. It was the only time when Joy became strong enough to do anything, but the aftermath was so much worse than what Sadness wanted to have to do. This was not sustainable.

‘I thought you had accepted the situation with Ariadne,’ Charles said. ‘I would not leave you. We would still be – what we are. And I thought that you would agree to marry to.’

‘That we would marry!’ Anger burst out. ‘How many times? When is it going to get through his thick skull!’

‘Anger, calm down,’ Fear said. ‘You’re going to make it-’

Anger pushed Fear out of the way before pulling the handles of the control panel.

Alastair sprang to his feet. ‘That I would marry? I have told you over and over, Charles, even if I did not have you, I would never marry some poor woman and deceive her as to my love and regard. I have convinced my mother I can be of better use to the family in politics.’

‘You will find it difficult to succeed in politics without a wife. And you do not need to deceive a woman.’

‘Why does he keep bringing this up,’ Sadness wondered. ‘In such an arrangement, both would be miserable. How could we do that to anyone? Why won’t he just understand?’

‘Ariadne is an unusual case, if she did not prefer women, she would be unlikely to be willing to marry you.’

‘And if it were not Ariadne?’

‘What the Dickens is he talking about?’ Anger grumbled. ‘Who else is he going to marry.’

‘Speak sense, Charles. What do you mean?’

Charles shook his head. ‘Nothing. I am unsettled. Much has happened this night, all of it bad.’

‘What is he talking about?’ Fear asked. ‘He doesn’t know what we did, does he? Should we tell him?’

‘No,’ Anger said. ‘We promised Cordelia, and we’re keeping that promise.’

‘She would be very unhappy if we broke our word,’ Sadness agreed.

‘Barbara Lightwood has died.’

‘What?’ Joy said softly.

‘Thomas’ sister is dead?’ Sadness asked, taking over the control panel. Alastair repeated her words.

‘I wouldn’t have expected you to care. I thought you hated those fellows.’

‘What’s wrong with him?’ Disgust said. ‘Wouldn’t have expected us to care? Who does he think we are?’

‘No,’ Alastair said. ‘But Ariadne is alright?’

‘She lives still. But Raziel alone knows what will happen. To any of them.’

‘We might not be safe here,’ Fear said. ‘Maman, Cordelia… We need to get them out of here. We never should have come to London.’

‘Perhaps we should leave London. It may not be safe here for Cordelia, for my mother… Nemidoonam.’

The emotions of headquarters spoke multiple languages, but tended to gravitate towards Persian, so whenever Alastair was feeling a particularly strong emotion, he tended to switch to Persian too. Anger had access to an extended Persian curse word library, whereas Joy liked to whisper Persian terms of endearments into Charles’ ears.

‘We are shadowhunters,’ Charles said. ‘We do not run, or spend our time in mourning. This is the time to fight, and win. The Enclave will need a leader, and with my mother in Idris, now is the time for me to show them my best qualities.’

‘Is he seriously using this as an opportunity to further his own goals?’ Disgust asked.

‘Surely he doesn’t mean it like that,’ Joy said. ‘He’s just looking out for us. Guys, he might have some faults, but he loves us, alright? We can’t forget that.’

‘I must go,’ Charles said. ‘But do not forget, Alastair, that whatever I do, it is with the thought of you ever in my mind.’

‘See?’ Joy said. ‘He is doing it all for us. Just wait and see.’

‘I don’t know, Joy,’ Sadness whispered softly. ‘I’m not so sure it’ll get better.’

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