#but considering half this friend group has slept together at some point im calling the vibes out

[nastyburger]

Okay but how did the first meeting tm go between all of the dannyverse tm. Did danny b just show up at danny’s school and go ‘hey im the new sub’? Did dex try and go home for a hot sec? Did SAM try and go home/ to tucker’s place? Did tucker try and go to his house/ danny’s place?? I have questions

the initial meeting period, which i like to call “the search” takes place over like two days, each character having having a different amount of time they spent in the canon universe in reference to “the portal surge” as we’ll call it

(this ended up being really long so im putting it under a read more for everyones sake lol)

dex pops in at the same time as the surge, so hes really been in the canon dimension for like 30? 40 minutes tops? until he finds the trio. he knows immediately hes not in his home (his amity is a lot more advanced with tech) and distinctly remembers being sucked into some sort of portal, so being the smart cookie he is reasonably infers parallel universe and sets out to find answers. he flies around in his mech (invisibly) until he hones in on an ecto signature clearly reading halfa in a crowd. whether its vlad or someone else, dex figures that a halfa was probably his best bet for help so he puts on his hoodie with hood up and slips into the crowd. (the mech is close behind but remains hidden and follows dex around until its needed)

he actually initially bumps into danny by mistake while searching (”oops sorry” / ”sorry, its fine i wasnt looking”) before taking a double take and going “wait that dude has my face??? hold on is he the halfa signature im tracking???” and runs after them. he catches up after they leave the crowd and are in a less populated area and grabs danny’s arm, startling everyone, and essentially going “wait, you’re a halfa right? possibly named danny fenton??” which effectively sends everyone into panic mode until dex pulls his hood down to show he has danny’s exact face and says “can you please help me???”. this panic morphs into full blown freak out.

they eventually calm down though, and set to sort this out. this was around late afternoon.

danny b was launched into a few days before the surge, and was actually dropped a little outside of amity. at first he thought he had been sent into the past, but seeing a news story in a tv store display and seeing a 14 year old danny phantom with white hair and green eyes effectively shuts down his idea. basically has a john mulaney “adult life as a half ghost is already so weird, this might as well happen” moment in a parking lot and moves on trying to find this alt version of himself for help on how to get home.

it was a little tough for him in those few days, he doesnt carry cash and his bank account for his debit wouldnt exist, so he went hungry for a bit (probably used his ghost powers to steal some food when he got desperate) and slept on a couple park benches and all that. its a little sad really.

eventually, after days of wandering around, his ghost sense goes off as he passes a park and sees a group of 4 kids huddled together. its starting to get a little dark out by this point. danny b approaches the gang movie peter b style: from behind, somewhat ominously with his hand outstretch, with the declaration of “hey, kids....” and dex stranger danger panics and electrocutes him with his robot arm. he passes out.

the kids assess the situation, dex being able to read that danny b is a halfa (”how many of you guys is there supposed to be in this universe?” / ”only vlad and me as far as i know.”) and tucker pointing out that he kinda looks like danny if you imagine the hair black (”great, its ANOTHER version of danny like we dont have enough of those”). afterwards, they take everyone to fenton works, canon trio through the door and dex easily sneaking in with unconscious DB.

once danny b wakes up (in his childhood room nonetheless which is a little disorienting), he immediately takes refuge in canon danny’s shower, also taking the time to shave and eat whatevers in the fridge. the trio are a bit weirded out by this older danny, especially when hes on his 4th pudding cup and eating it like a rabid animal (”do NOT judge me its been a hard few days”). but they more or less get used to him, especially when he proves to be a pretty cool guy. once DB’s basic necessities were taken care of, they start to form a plan of action.

the first step they decide on is finding any other stranded interdimensional people. lucky for them, dex locks in on 2 other halfa signatures in the general area. they set out to search the next day.

mourner and ghouly are found almost simultaneously. dex tracks them down immediately and determines that one is flying through the air as a ghost and the other is in human form on the ground. the group splits up with danny looking for the full ghost, db partnered with sam to sniff out the human form one, and tucker staying with dex in the mech (everyone communicating through fenton phones).

danny finds mourner (”i think i found.....a sam? as a ghost?”) and needless to say that first encounter doesnt go well. mourner popped up a couple hours after the surge while it was nighttime, so she spent most of the night flying around trying to figure stuff out but not garnering a lot of information with the world asleep. seeing danny just makes her instantly hostile thinking its another weird ghost trick so she starts blasting and they duke it out for a bit. she really only stops until dex and tucker show up in the mech and reveal themselves does she realize “okay different versions of people i know, this is weird but its not a ghost manipulating me by puppeteering my dead friend around i guess”. she calms down and joins the group.

ghouly is easily the smoothest encounter, the gang has gone through this enough already to not freak out over it. most reaction would probably be mild amazement and typical confusion (”oh wow its a goth sam and........an older danny? with red hair?” / “we found a different version of tucker, i guess he’s a halfa”) ghouly just doesnt have as much reason to panic as much here. he got launched into this dimension at the same time as dex (the moment the surge happen) but was more or less lost and wandering around since his gps and technology didnt seem to have signal. he didnt sleep overnight so he’s running a bit on empty but bought an energy drink and sandwich earlier that morning (he carries cash) so he hasnt gone full homeless mode like danny b did.

while his initial reaction/meet up with the others were definitely the least weird and confusing, ghouly probably does stare at canon danny a little too much to the point where its a bit awkward. (”sorry its just so weird not seeing you wear black and also i still find you really cute and grappling with whether or not this is considered cheating if youre like the same person”)

#Anonymous #dannyverse au #seance

[clonewarslover55]

Can you do something with the bad batch where the bad batch has a bunch of fan girls, specifically crosshair, but the only girl crosshair has eyes for is his fem s/o? Im curious how crosshair would react to other girls attention and how he would reassure his s/o? Or what he would do if he saw his s/o leave the situation (like at the bar). Sorry if that doesn't make sense 🙈 please and thank you so much! ❤

This makes sense anon, don’t worry! Lol. You’re so welcome by the way! I hope I did well with this story! 

Crosshair X Fem!Reader 

Warnings: alcohol, intoxication, flirty bar people looking to get laid by clones, some angst, mentions of smut, Crosshair is bad with feelings, !Crosshair is a giggly happy drunk!

*Coruscant. 79’s*

The Bad Batch was on leave for a short period of time, so they decided to relax and have some drinks. They were at the most famous clone bar on Coruscant, so they attracted a lot of attention from local bar goers. A lot of people came to the clone bars to meet some of the very attractive clone soldiers, then to hopefully have a fun night with one. 

The four members of the Bad Batch sat at the bar, all with drinks in their hands. They invented you to join them for the night, so there you were, sitting at the bar with them. You had only been at the bar for around fifteen minutes, and a bunch of women had already come up to the group. You rolled your eyes every time another fangirl came up to the group flirting shamelessly. 

You were to the left of Crosshair, while his team was to his right. You stared at your half empty cup of liquor, hardly listening to Hunter who was shamelessly flirting with a group of women. Wrecker held one of the women on his lap, laughing at something Tech was saying. The women obviously knew who they were, as did most of the people at the bar, which only irritated you more. 

A beautiful woman gently rested her hand on Crosshair’s shoulder, giggling drunkenly. A few more stood around him, they obviously knew him the best. You knew Crosshair had way more one night stands then the rest, so it wasn’t a surprise. You only knew this because you met him by being one of his one night stands. You rolled your eyes as they flirted with Crosshair. 

 All four members of the Bad Batch were pretty drunk, even Tech, who didn’t like to drink. Well Wrecker was more of a buzzed, because it took a lot to get him drunk, but he still wasn’t sober. The last job had been a long one, so they all needed to blow off steam. They all had multiple empty cups and shot glasses in front of them, while you were only on your second drink. 

You traced your finger along the rim of your glass and looked at your friends, all who were laughing and having fun with the strangers. You looked at Crosshair who had a bored expression on his face as the women chatted him up. He made eye contact with you and you quickly looked away, causing him to frown. He thought he saw hurt and sadness in your eyes, but couldn’t exactly tell because you looked away too quickly. 

The women captured his attention again by continuing to ramble on, one even leaned on the bar between Crosshair and yourself. You snorted at her rudeness and stood up. They were all distracted, so you decided to leave them to their drinks and fangirls. You quickly walked out into the chilly Coruscant night, tears brimming your eyes at the thought of Crosshair with another woman. 

You thought you would feel more jealous and bitter as you left the situation, but all you felt was sadness.  

You and Crosshair had slept together a lot, and you two also hung out whenever he was on leave. You know he only considered it a friends with benefits situation, while you wanted something more. He probably didn’t share the strong feelings you had for him, so you felt there was no point in you staying there any longer. You wiped your eyes, feeling stupid for falling in love with him. 

The Bad Batch was practically famous, especially among horny bar goers. Why would Crosshair stay with you when he had the opportunity to sleep with whoever he wanted? You shook your head and sniffled, walking faster in the direction of your apartment. 

You heard a familiar voice calling your name, causing you to freeze and wipe your eyes. You turned around, trying to act like you weren’t just crying. Crosshair jogged up to you and stopped in front of you, the drunken smile leaving his lean face at your expression. “Why’d you leave?” You rolled your eyes and sniffed aggressively, trying to hold back the tears that burned your eyes. You were about to answer but he cut you off, “Was it because of those women?” You crossed your arms, “N-No. You all seemed very distracted, so I decided to leave.” It wasn’t technically a lie. 

Crosshair cocked an eyebrow, seeing straight through your lies. “Hey.” He stepped closer to you, causing your lip to quiver slightly. He gently wiped the tears that had escaped your eyes with his thumb, “I wasn’t into those women, I was trying to divert them away so I could finally have a conversation with you.” You frowned, your eyes looking down at your shoes. It definitely didn’t seem like that to you. 

Crosshair grabbed your chin softly, forcing you to look into his beautiful eyes. “Darlin’ do you really think i’d ever replace you with one of those dirty women?” He chuckled slightly, still obviously intoxicated. “Well I just figured-” He cut you off with a soft kiss, “Shhh. I would never replace you. I love you, and only you.” You stared at him, pretty sure it was just the alcohol talking. “It’s true!” He giggled a little, causing you to laugh. 

He gently cupped your cheek, “It’s true. I promise I love you even when I’m not drunk.” He was never the best at expressing his emotions, but the slurred words were more than enough. You pulled Crosshair into a passionate kiss, “I love you too.” He smirked against your lips before kissing you again. You grabbed his hand and tugged him after you, leading him to your apartment. You were going to make him prove to you exactly how he felt about you once you got to your apartment. 

#crosshair x reader #crosshair x Fem!Reader #I love Crosshair #the bad batch #Bad Batch #clone force 99 #clone trooper crosshair #clone trooper hunter #clone trooper wrecker #clone trooper tech #hunter #crosshair #tech #wrecker

[iwritesickfic]

boy who cried flu

(yes I am aware of how stupid this title is leave me alone)

Peter rarely - if ever - got sick. Nobody who didn’t know him well would believe it though - he had a long track record of absences and missed assignments, despite being a 3.9 GPA student. He’s flaked from social events and parties countless times, always citing he’s not “feeling well.” It’s not technically a lie, though he does lie sometimes. 

People understand physical illness - they know what it feels like to be stuck in bed with a bad cold - but mental illness? Not so much. So...he bends the truth. A professor won’t be very forgiving if you say you spent all weekend in bed because you couldn’t find the motivation to move, but say you had a bad cough? No one bats an eye.

So most people assume Peter has an awful immune system. That or he’s just a pussy who won’t leave the house with so much as a sore throat. Everyone except a select few - Simon, Ashlynn, and Alex. 

Simon’d been his friend since undergrad, and they’d been roommates for a time, so he knows exactly what Peter means when he says he “doesn’t feel well.” Ashlynn is the type to show up unannounced with a quart of homemade soup. And Alex...Alex was there when things had gotten out of hand. 

But just because they knew he was lying when he said he was sick didn’t mean he stopped using it as an excuse. Ashlynn, despite herself, would usually not question it. Simon wouldn’t think twice about the lie, almost taking it as a direct confession. Alex would usually get pissed off and demand some kind of proof.

They were supposed to go to the beach tomorrow - get up early and take the train together to rockaway. But somehow, for the first time in years, Peter has something more than some congestion. Something way more.

It started a few days ago, a runny nose and swollen sinuses. He slept like shit, and the next morning his throat was raw and he absolutely could not breathe through his nose. But he had class, so he took the train in and sat in his lecture and tried to keep his sniffling to a minimum. By the time he was headed home, he’d long since run out of clean tissues, so he tends to his nose with a damp scrap of napkin he found buried in his bag, his nostrils red and irritated from the abuse. 

By the time he gets home, his congestion has gone from a clogged, static brick in his head to leaky, runny mess, but he’s well aware he can’t take a day off from work on his thesis, so he sits in bed working until 2 AM, one hand wiping the mess from his upper lip, the other scribbling notes in his worn out pad. 

He wakes the next morning not sure when he fell asleep, his head pounding heavily behind his eyes, sinuses throbbing and inflamed. His throat feels swollen and hot, and the relentless sneezing that started the night before isn’t helping any. The two days prior, everything seemed to be concentrated in his head, but now it’s clear it’s migrating into his chest as well. Halfway through his day at work in the library, he starts to cough, wet and harsh. 

It doesn’t help that his body aches like he ran a marathon, and chills are coursing through him like ice water in his veins. By the end of the day he can’t wait to finally sit down and rest. His body’s been screaming for it since the moment he got out of bed, and all day shelving books has really taken its toll.

Unfortunately, he’s got an hour long commute and lucky for him, it’s standing room only. He grips the subway pole like a lifeline, his head spins every time the train rocks. He catches a glimpse of his reflection in the darkened window - he looks awful. Bags like bruises under his eyes that are rimmed in pink and half lidded, his nose irritated and red. A coughing fit tears through him, and he tries his best to catch it in his sleeve. His knees start to tremble as he tries to take deep breaths, and he’s startled when someone taps him on the shoulder.

“You wanna sit?” the woman asks, and it takes him a minute to realize she’s offering her seat. Normally, he’d suck it up, but he’s too miserable to refuse. He mumbles a thanks, and sinks down.

It takes all his self control not to fall asleep then and there.

By the time he’s back at his building, he’s seriously doubting he can climb four flights to get to the apartment. Part of him would rather just lay down in the lobby but he knows this is the final stretch before he can climb into bed and sleep.

He’s interrupted by several fits of coughs, and by the time he’s reached the fourth floor he’s practically gasping for air, and soaked in sweat. The chills he had all day have swapped with an oppressive heat that makes him feel almost lightheaded. 

Somehow, he’s quite sure, he manages to stumble to bed, stripping off his damp clothes, the cool air on his slick skin throwing him back into shaking chills. Just as he’s about to let himself be sucked into sleep, his eyes fly open. Tomorrow. 6 AM. He’s supposed to go to the beach. There is no fucking way he is going to the beach.

He texts their group chat with trembling fingers.

hey im real sick i cant go tomorrow

There’s an immediate reply from Alex.

don’t fuckin do this man. we’re going.

A text from Simon.

you’ll feel better if you leave the house, you always do.

He sighs, cursing himself for using this shitty excuse so much now no one will take him seriously.

im serious i feel like trash

Alex answers immediately.

PETER. youre not sick youre being a pussy. we’re going to the fucking beach and we’re having a good time.

Simon responds.

chill alex.

if youre depressed thats fine but maybe consider coming still it might help.

i mean i’d feel better if you came

Peter groans.

im sick. like sick sick. like flu sick.

Alex shoots back quickly.

ok then what are your symptoms?

Peter rubs his eyes, trying to relieve some of the throbbing. 

fever, chills, aches, cough, runny nose, headache, tired.

There’s a moment of silence and he places his phone on his bedside table with a sigh. He’s about to go under when his phone starts to buzz. Once. Twice. Three times. He swears, grabbing it. Three texts from Alex. The first is a screenshot of the symptom list that appears when you google “flu” which just happens to be in identical order.

you need to be more creative

seriously man im not letting you miss this. we planned this months ago. dont be a dick.

Finally, Ashlynn chimes in.

you dont need to lie p, its ok if you dont wanna come.

While Peter would like to further argue that he’s not in fact lying, he just doesn’t have the energy. At this point, it doesn’t matter what they think. He’s not going - who gives a shit why? He’s able to fall asleep almost immediately, but unfortunately, he doesn’t really stay asleep.

He wakes up about every 45 minutes, coughing or shivering or burning or all three. After his fourth or fifth jolt awake he can’t for the life of him seem to get any rest. Every time he’s about to drift off, another coughing fit explodes from his chest and leaves him trembling. He’s hot, but he’s not sweating, which he realizes vaguely must mean he’s dehydrated. As the night wears on and his condition continues to worsen, he wonders if he should call an uber to take him to the ER. He can’t afford it, not in the slightest, but he’s not sure he’s ever felt this terrible before. Somehow, he remembers there’s an old thermometer in the kitchen. An old roommate had bought it thinking it would work for deep frying but didn’t realize the range only spanned from 95 to 107.

He needs to take his temperature. See how serious this actually is. He can’t remember the last time he actually ran a fever, so he’s not sure if this is just par for the course or whether this level of misery is cause for alarm.

He stumbles into the kitchen, and for once he’s glad to live in such a god-awfully tiny studio. He lands heavily against the counter, and rummages through the drawer to find the small device. After what feels like an eternity, he manages to grab it with shaking hands, fumbling with the buttons for a moment before flipping on the small kitchen light. 

He sticks it under his tongue, it feels like ice. He tries to coach himself on what he’s going to do. If it’s over 100, he’ll go to the hospital. No, that’s too low. 102?Still maybe too ambitious of a goal. It’s then he realizes he’s really just trying to justify what he’s going to do anyway - save himself an ER bill and stay in bed. He’s jerked out of his thoughts when the small device beeps and he removes it carefully from under his tongue. 

The display flashes 103.2. He doesn’t really know what that means but after a quick google search it’s not exactly any clearer. It’s bad, but not bad enough to cause brain damage, supposedly. Fuck it, that’s good enough for him. He climbs shakily back into bed, the small excursion has left him absolutely exhausted. 

He needs medicine. He knows that. Some tylenol at the very least, but if he can barely walk to the kitchen he doesn’t know how in hell he’s getting out the door, down the stairs, to the pharmacy, and back again. So, he’ll just have to live with it. 

He spends the rest of the night in and out of half-sleep, each coughing fit seeming to drive the illness deeper into his lungs. His nose has started to run again, and each rub with the already-used tissue makes his poor sensitive nostrils burn in protest.

The next morning he wakes to the harsh, deafening drone of his apartment’s buzzer system. He cracks his eyes and checks the time. 6:42 AM. Whoever the fuck it is can wait, he’d like to suffer in peace. Still, as he tries to slip back into the sleep the buzzer continues to go off and after about five minutes, he sits up in bed, fighting the wave of dizziness that washes over him. He stumbles to the keypad and presses the button that opens the lobby door, and the buzzing finally - mercifully - ceases. 

He grabs a t shirt from a pile on the floor and pulls on a pair of boxers - he doesn’t know if he’d be able to stand anything more with the way his fever is raging. He sits on the edge of his bed, trying to catch his breath, quickly breaking down into another awful fit of coughs. Just as he’s finished, he hears a heavy knock on the door. Sighing, he forces himself up, padding slowly over to the door, trying not to aggravate the dizziness any further. He pulls open the door and is confused to see not an overzealous delivery person, but his three friends. 

He stares dumbly for a moment before a breath catches in his throat and he breaks into thick, wet coughs. He sniffles, wiping his nose with his wrist, before looking back up at them.

“What?” he mumbles, and there’s an awkward silence. 

“Shit,” Alex finally says and Peter sniffles.

“What do you want?” he repeats, surprised at the hoarse, broken quality of his voice. Does he really sound that bad? Ashlynn pushes forward, wrapping him in a tight hug. She’s short, so her face is pressed into his chest, and he stumbles back slightly.

“Oh Peter,” she whispers, and he swallows, closing his eyes. She pulls away, and he has to force them open again. She she presses a hand to his forehead. Her palm feels cool but uncomfortable against his oversensitive skin. “You’re burning up.”

“I know,” he murmurs, wishing the conversation could be over so he can go lie down and not have to explain himself to his friends. He sighs, and narrowly avoids another coughing fit. “Are you gonna come in or you just all gonna stand there?” They exchange looks. “Well?”

Ashlynn pushes past him, followed by Simon and finally Alex. Peter shuts the door and tries his best not to look as fucked up as he feels walking to sit in one of his kitchen chairs. 

“What do ya’ll want?” he asks Simon and Alex, Ashlynn already digging through the medicine cabinet.

“We don’t want anything we were just concerned,” Simon says.

“Then why do you look so fucking shocked?” Peter snaps, even though he knows Simon is only telling the truth.

“Because I was 100% sure you were bullshitting,” Alex says. Peter is far too tired to get into a verbal sparring match with Alex, but he tries halfheartedly anyway.

“Still sure?” before Alex can reply Ashlynn is back with a damp washcloth and the thermometer he’d used the night before. She lays the cloth on the back of his neck, and he can’t help the small whine that escapes. 

“Open,” she says, and he does. She places the thermometer under his tongue gingerly, and strokes some of his hair off his forehead. “You don’t have anything? For this?” Peter shakes his head. She presses her lips into a line. “Simon and me are gonna go out and grab some stuff, ok?”

“That’s not necessary.” His voice is almost slurred with the fever, and as if on cue the thermometer beeps. Ashlynn frowns at the reading. She shakes her head.

“Christ, Peter.” She touches his forehead again, this time with the back of her hand. “103.6 and it’s not necessary?”

“I don’wanna be lectured.”

“I’m not lecturing.” She spends another moment fussing with his hair before getting up, grabbing Simon. “We’re going to get some stuff, we’ll be back. Alex, make sure he doesn’t die, ok?” It’s clear Alex is about to protest, but Ashlynn levels him with a glare. They leave, and then it’s just Peter and Alex.

Alex stands by the door, hands in his pockets. It’s a while before either of them speaks.

“What was I supposed to think?” he finally says, and Peter tries to swallow his anger.

“I don’t know, man.” He runs a hand through his greasy, sweat damp hair. He starts to shiver again, wrapping his arms around his torso. Alex takes a careful step forward.

“You get why I wouldn’t believe you, right?”

“Yes, Alex.” The chills are now back in full force, he’s sure he must be shaking like a leaf. He wants nothing more than this conversation to be over, but Alex doesn’t seem to be getting to message.

“You never get sick. Ever. So what am I-”

“I get it. It’s fine. Just...stop talking. Please.” He’s shaking so bad he can feel his teeth chattering. He pulls his knees to his chest. He closes his eyes, praying something - anything - will warm him up. He hears footsteps and fumbling, then feels a dry, warm blanket being tucked around his shoulders. He looks up, and Alex is standing there, eyebrows furrowed. 

“Do you wanna lay down or something?” The thought of climbing back into his sweat damp sheets makes him cringe, so he shakes his head. “Why not?”

“S’gross, I sweat a ton.” 

Alex nods.

“Right. What about the couch? You can lay on the couch and I can do your laundry.” 

Getting horizontal sounds heavenly, so he nods, and Alex touches his shoulder, quickly pulling his hand back.

“What the fuck - dude, you’re like...on fire. Shit.” He tests the side of his neck and winces. “Fuck.”

“Can you just help me?” Peter is embarrassed at how small and sick his voice sounds, and the fact he’s asking Alex of all people for help, but he knows if he tries to do it on his own he’s going to fall and crack his skull.

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” He wraps an arm around Peter’s waist, and supports him the few feet to the couch. It’s not very far but his knees go weak about halfway there and he’s glad Alex is holding him. As soon as he gets onto the couch, he curls on his side and closes his eyes. “You’re ok?” Peter nods, and Alex pats his shoulder awkwardly. “Ok. Cool. Just...stay there, I guess.” Peter can hear him starting to strip the bed.

“I was maybe gonna go for a run,” he mumbles, and Alex laughs softly. 

“Definitely. Then I’ll enroll at NYU for my bachelor’s.”

“You’re just jealous you don’t have all my debt.”

“You’re right. I’ve been trying to rack up some credit card bills but so far no luck.”

Peter opens his eyes to see Alex with the bundle of sheets in his arms and the bottle of detergent. He pauses for a second, shifting from foot to foot.

“I’m sorry,” he says, and Peter swallows hard.

“I know man, it’s ok.” Alex smirks.

“Alright. Don’t die while I’m gone.”

#sickfic #oc fic #sick fic #sickfics #illness kink #snz #snz kink #fever #my writing #oc peter #oc alex #oc ashlynn #oc simon #this is probably part one lets be honest

[knightowl725]

Healing in a Graveyard, Ch. 4

Fandom: Critical Role

A continuation of my work for Fjorclay Week 2020′s modern au prompt. I make some important notes about really the whole fic on the ao3 post. Short version: Landlords dating tenants is not cool, at all. I’ve been writing this with the knowledge that Caduceus wouldn’t abuse that power dynamic. But in the real world? Everyone should make their own choices, but I, personally, do not condone it.

Read on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23828932/chapters/57397261

Chapter Four: Pink Blossoms

He awoke in the morning to the sound of metallic clanging.

“It’s breakfast ti~ime,” Jester’s cheery voice sang from outside his door as she banged - what? Pots and pans? - together. “It’s time to wake u~up!”

He heard distant, high-pitched cursing from the direction of Nott’s room, followed by a giggle from Jester and her thudding back down the stairs.

Fjord threw himself out of bed, slinking into the bathroom for just a few moments to wake himself up. He’d slept like shit. Hadn’t he set an alarm to wake up early? Caduceus had said he could help out later in the day so he could sleep in, but he’d still wanted to be up for meditation.

So much for that.

Fjord made his way downstairs and through the kitchen into the dining room, where everyone but Nott was settling around a wide array of breakfast foods. There were tall stacks of pancakes, waffles, piles of fruit, syrup in different flavors, breakfast sandwiches, bagels, and more laid out, all in their vegan varieties. Fjord wasn’t sure about the vegan version of some of these items, but after everything else he’d eaten that week, he was willing to try.

Caduceus stood nearby, having just set down the final plate of food. He looked rather pleased with himself in his purple apron. A bit of light from the window was falling on his face just so, and Fjord thought that he looked rather handsome in that image.

Which was a weird thought, and one he squashed back down. He didn’t need to get into that weird admiration-crush area right now. In fact, it might be the exact last thing he needed.

Fjord took his seat, Nott following shortly after. They all tore into the food, shockingly quiet for a few moments as everyone was lost to the joys of breakfast. What had seemed to Fjord like a ridiculous amount of food turned out not to be, as the Nein neatly polished it off.

“That was so good Caduceus,” Beau said, slouching a bit with a hand on her stomach.

The others echoed their thanks to a pleased Caduceus. Fjord couldn’t help the thought that Caduceus was the kind who needed people to fret over. He supposed the Nein was about as perfect a match as any.

Fjord considered spending his day studying, maybe trying to look at job postings. The thought reminded him of his rough night, of regretting ever leaving The Champions’ house even temporarily. But now, in the light of day and with a stomach full of pastries, he wondered if maybe it wasn’t the right choice. Maybe, if there was such a thing as fate, he was meant to be here now. Surrounded by friends, with the only stranger becoming a fast friend as well, in a beautiful nature escape, under the eye of a goddess that asks you to protect and preserve rather than consume and destroy.

Any of his plans for the day were dashed by his friends, who coaxed him into joining them at a pop up carnaval. It was a day full of Jester-levels of chaos, spurred on by Nott that he gave up trying to contain after about an hour. At one point, Caleb had gone off to read, Beau was trying to impress Jester by winning her a giant unicorn plush at a game, Nott was on top of a popcorn stand, and Yasha was showing a juggler how to actually perform.

He took a deep sigh, pulled out his phone, and recorded a clip of all of his friends in their shenanigans to send to Molly. Then, on a whim, he sent it to Caduceus as well. He was kinda part of the group now, right? That was the impression Fjord got, even if Caduceus couldn’t join them today. Visiting his sister, he’d said.

By the time they made it back to the Xhorhaus, everyone still laughing and jostling one another, it was nearly sunset.

Caduceus was sitting in his rocking chair, wearing an endearing straw hat that made Fjord smile instinctively.

“Caduceus~!” Jester called out. “The carnival was so much fun. Look what Beau won me!”

She raised the over-stuffed unicorn plush high overhead with pride.

“You should join us next time,” Fjord said.

He smiled wide, eyes crinkling. “I’d like that.”

He stood up, a little slowly as though he’d been sitting for a while. “Would you all mind very much if we fended for ourselves for dinner? I’m rather tired today.”

There was a chorus of, “of course!” and “no problem!” from the group as they poured inside.

“Ah, Fjord? Could I speak with you for a moment?” Caduceus asked. Fjord paused, then stepped out of the way of the others. Had he done something wrong?

Ah, shit. He’d forgotten.

“Right. I still need to earn my keep for today,” he said with a little laugh. “What should I work on?”

“It’s not that,” he said, distracted and gazing off across the Grove. “Actually, I’d like to skip our project work today, if you don’t mind. We can call it even.”

“Caduceus, are you alright? I mean, it’s not that I’m not grateful for a break, but you seem...tired.”

He met Fjord’s eyes to smile. “I am a bit worn out today, I’m afraid. But just tired. Calliope’s gym is very busy on the weekends. Too many people.”

Ah, that made sense. Fjord wasn’t bothered by crowds too much most days, but it was obvious that Caduceus, while sociable and friendly, was a more introverted man. In fact, it was a little strange to imagine the towering pink firbolg anywhere other than in the Grove.

“Of course. Is there anything I could do to help?” Fjord asked. “I could try making you something to eat? I’m, uh, not familiar with much vegan cooking, but I’m sure I could put together some of those sandwiches you left out the other day? The moss ones?”

“Oh, no, I couldn’t impose--”

“I insist. We could call it my work for the day, if need be.”

Caduceus considered it. “Well, alright. I would appreciate it, Fjord.”

Fjord stepped towards the door. “You get settled again. I’ll bring out some food and tea, and then we can talk.”

“Right, thank you.”

Fjord disappeared indoors, suddenly daunted by the idea of cooking anything for Caduceus. And he offered to make tea? Caduceus was the type to make tea properly, to brew it at the perfect temperature for the exact amount of time that particular tea required.

He ventured into the kitchen, carefully sifting through the shelves so as not to upset Caduceus’s inscrutable system. He found the sandwich ingredients easily enough - it was the kind of recipe you could piece together just by looking at the meal. The tea he relied on the Internet for. A search told him honey lemon tea might be an easy one to make. He watched a quick tutorial and made himself meticulous notes.

After a bit of time, he had two plates of sandwiches, neatly cut in half, and two cups of tea. He placed them strategically on a large tray with a little saucer of honey, a tiny spoon, and a sliced lemon. He’d noticed Caduceus often added them to his teas, so hopefully that would be enough if he hadn’t gotten the flavor right.

Caduceus was still outside, his empty tea cup on the little rounded table, slightly unbalanced. Fjord set down the tray, shifting it so Caduceus’s half was closest to him, then sitting on the bench.

“Thank you, Fjord,” Caduceus said.

“I hope I did it justice.”

“I’m certain you did. You’re a quick learner.”

They enjoyed a quiet moment, the warmth of the day beginning its shift into a cool night.

“Did you enjoy the carnival?” Caduceus asked after a few moments, his sandwiches gone and tea between his hands. He always held it up to his chest like that, especially when he was sitting idly. It was a little cute.

“Yes, though it was tiring in its own way,” Fjord said. “You may have seen the video I sent.”

Caduceus chuckled. “I showed Calliope, and she got a good laugh out of that. Still can’t puzzle out why Nott was up on the popcorn stand.”

“I think the vendor said something that offended her? I don’t know.”

“Ah, that reminds me,” Caduceus said, straightening a bit. “I needed to talk to you.”

“Right.” Fjord felt the pit in his stomach return.

“Calliope runs a gym, and she has a few people she’s brought on staff,” he said. “She’s very proud, we all are. She normally spends her time between all the tasks, training, running the business, working reception, and the like. But she’s gotten a bit overwhelmed with the gym’s success.”

“Understandable,” Fjord said.

Caduceus nodded. “She told me she’s been having a hard time finding people she likes to help her out more. She really wants to find a part-time receptionist. I think she had one already, but she needs another. I mentioned I knew someone looking for work, and how you’d been helping me all week.”

“Oh,” Fjord said, unable to form any words beyond that.

Caduceus tilted his head thoughtfully. “She asked a lot of questions, most I couldn’t really answer, but she wanted to know if you’d like to speak with her about the job.”

“Oh, wow. Okay.”

“I told her I would ask, but that you might have other things planned. I don’t want to assume or push anything on you, but I do think you would like working at the gym. And it’s important to Calliope that her employees be, at least, accepting of the Wildmother, and I know you’ve been respectful of Her.”

“Of-of course.” Fjord took a deep breath. A job? The pay couldn’t be worse than it was at the cafe, so as long as he got the same minimum hours...Which it sounded like the gym was doing well enough to need him around a bit...And wasn’t it close by?

“I, um, I’d certainly like to talk to her more about it,” Fjord finally said. “I can’t promise anything, but I am interested.”

Caduceus brightened. “Good! I know it’s far from decided, but wouldn’t it work out just so nicely? I’d like for Calliope to have trustworthy folks around her, and she could use someone who is good with people on her staff. She’s a little rough, but she’d be much better to you than some of these other folks have.”

“Oh, yeah, of course.” Fjord had always had some level of charm, even in his more awkward moments. It wasn’t a surprise to hear, but somehow hearing it from Caduceus made him flush.

“Here, let me get you her number.”

Fjord entered Calliope into his phone after a few attempts at getting her name right.

“I’ll send her a text tonight. Unless you think I should call her?”

“I think a text is fine. I’m the technology-challenged one of the family, not her.”

Caduceus smiled at Fjord’s laughter. They finished up their tea, talking a little more about their day. Soon it was dark, with speckled stars overhead and invisible crickets chirping away. They said their good nights, and Fjord breezed through his nightly routine. Wash his clothes, brush his teeth, file at his tusks, check that his assignments were all in order, plan what he might need to study tomorrow, finish laundry, then crawl into bed.

Lying in the dark of his room, he pulled out his phone and stared at the new contact.

It didn’t hurt to ask about the job, right?

In the dark of night, all alone, he felt those familiar hooks dig into his chest, like something weighed him down. Avantika would be so angry if he took another job. It was as good as saying he wasn’t coming back. He might lose all his other things. All that time invested. All the comfort in having someone else to make his decisions.

But it was so damned warm here. The Blooming Grove, the Xhohaus, it was like a dream. Was it even possible that it would stay? If he reached for it, would it just vanish?

Mind shifting between possibilities, the cold comfort of pain well-known versus the warm but terrifying unknown, Fjord fell asleep with his phone on his chest and a single text message he didn’t quite remember sending.

Hey Calliope, this is Fjord, the guy Caduceus mentioned. He said you might have an opening for a front desk role at your gym, and that I should contact you. I’ve got a few years of experience in customer service, and I spent years on various ships doing all kinds of odd jobs. If you still have that opening, I can send you over my full resume if you’d like to talk more.

~~

He dreamt of the ocean. He was standing on the edge of a rocky outcropping, staring out into the softly turning waves. They stretched out before him, intimidating. Awe-inspiring. Eternal. Powerful.

He looked up into a bright blue sky, watching as it shifted. A cloud, or a face? A face made of a cloud, maternal, grew to encompass the sky.

~~

When Fjord awoke his mind raced with the...conversation he’d had with the cloud, the promise he’d made. His heart raced with his mind, and he took a moment just to breathe. Process.

The sun was just beginning to fill the room. Fjord looked around. It was the same room he’d woken in, what, six times now. It was his seventh day in the Xhorhaus. It was his last day in the Xhorhaus.

He planted his feet on the wooden floor, seeing his phone discarded face-down on the floor. He ignored it for now, facing himself in the mirror as he had done merely days ago. Days and yet a lifetime.

He looked disheveled. His hair was still too long, too gray for his age. His face was clean, fuller. His eyes were clear, his slouch more natural and less burdened. He looked...stronger. Somehow. Maybe not physically. Those kinds of changes didn’t happen overnight, after all, but still.

A flash of pink caught his eye, and he looked to the houseplant sitting on the dresser. It had flowered overnight, from nothing to a vibrant pink, pointed sort of flower. He stood and approached the plant, barely grazing the flower with his fingertips. He knew that shade of pink.

It was surreal. He didn’t know if he was still dreaming or experiencing a mental break, but some deep, certain part of him knew it was neither. He dressed and went through his morning routine with a strange calmness over him. When he returned to his room, another shock awaited.

He turned back to his bed, intending on gathering his phone and making his bed, but more color caught his eye. Outside his window, that large, beautiful tree he’d come to admire had burst into color. It’s usually vibrant green leaves were now overwhelmed by bright pink flowers.

Caduceus stood beneath the petals, dressed in the long teal-pink robe-esque coat he’d worn earlier in the week. His back was to Fjord, a staff in one hand while the other extended out to catch a falling petal.

Fjord pried open the old window and leaned out. “Caduceus!”

Caduceus turned at the shout of his name. “Fjord? Look at this! I’ve never seen--”

“It’s amazing! Wait a minute, I’m-I’m coming downstairs.”

Fjord hurried from his room, leaving his window and door open in his haste. He tore out the front door, leaping down the porch steps to jog to the tree.

Caduceus was waiting, smiling with childlike delight as he was gently showered in pink. Petals had caught in his hair, a near-matching color. He laughed.

“I’ve never seen this happen, never heard of it happening,” Caduceus said. “I… I should take a picture. At some point. For my family.”

“I think I--” Fjord caught himself. Who was he to act as if he might be the cause of this? A minor miracle amidst another family’s home for centuries, where they had all worshipped a goddess he stumbled across in a dream, and he was going to try and claim it was about him?

“Do you know something, Fjord?” Caduceus asked in sincere curiosity.

“No, I couldn’t possibly. I just…”

Caduceus watched him expectantly, wise eyes waiting for him to come clean.

“I… I had a dream last night. About the Wildmother.”

Caduceus straightened, leaning towards him in intense interest.

“She asked me… To serve her, I think. Like you do, but different?” Fjord relayed the dream, the vision of the ocean, all that the Wildmother had told him, the promise he made, even the flower on his houseplant.

Caduceus’s smile slowly widened until it looked like it might split his face in his joy. “This is wonderful, Fjord!”

“Is it?” Fjord said. “I’m a bit nervous, if I’m honest.”

“You’ve been lost to this darkness for some time, I understand. Something drew you to it.”

Fjord looked down for a moment. “I...wanted guidance, I suppose. Purpose. Not to figure it out alone.”

“The Wildmother can give you those things, if you’d like for her to. And from what you’ve shared, I think some part of you might.”

“I’m sorry,” Fjord said. “I don’t mean to make this about me, I’m sure--”

“It is about you,” Caduceus said, almost confused. “She has chosen you to join her following, to take under her wing and her protection. There are no coincidences Fjord. This tree did not burst into flower for the first time in my life the night after you accepted its goddess by chance. She gave you a sign, several of them. First, when you were brought to her temple here, then when you met me, and more this morning.”

Fjord didn’t know what to say. He looked up at Caduceus. The man was smiling down at him, brimming with joy and pride. Was Caduceus proud of him?

He felt something push at his eyes.

Caduceus looked up into the tree. “This is a blessing, Fjord. I sensed you were meant for greater things than serving destruction, but it seems She has surprised me once again.”

Fjord managed a laugh. “She is certainly surprising.”

“Today is a special day,” Caduceus said, still smiling. “Would you help me finish breakfast? I think I’d like to bring it out here.”

“Of course.”

#my writing #fjorclay #critical role #teahaw #multi-chapter

[dolansmith]

Thoughts on the “Trisha Drama”

I’m going to preface this with my previous thoughts of both sides. I didn’t know who Trisha was until after I found out about the vlog squad about a year ago. I didn’t mind her, i thought she brought out an interesting perspective to the group. Then I thought she was literally off her rocker. 

I loved the vlog squad bc I found them in a really difficult time in my life and they kept me from getting too deep into a depression. While I saw some of their mistakes, I saw the best in them all and hoped for change or at least some kind of accountability. 

This is gonna be really long and idk if anyone is even gonna read this/care lol but Im just so frustrated with a lot of the people that are into the vs. Like after really looking into everything that happened, I felt kind of ashamed to be backing the vs bc they’re doing some fucked up stuff tbh. 

So lets do a basic rundown of mistakes made. 

Mistakes in their public relationship:    -Trisha: made sexual jokes about jason’s friends, started arguments about her insecurities instead of starting a conversation.     -Jason: made sexual jokes about girl’s a decade younger than trisha (and 2 and a half decades younger than him), would complain about having to go do things trisha liked doing and would pout the whole time  (i.e. disneyland and a couple of the hamilton viewings), would egg on trishas insecurities, literally dumped her on a daily basis and call her crazy when she voiced said insecurities and then would basically get back together within an hour and practically give everyone whiplash, also talked about her weight and eating habits CONSTANTLY (fucking dick)    -David: inputted himself in their relationship, recorded their fights and encouraged their toxic behavior to both his friends and his audience

Mistakes in the “official” breakup:    -Trisha: talking about jason’s ex and kids, comparing david to ted bundy (a lil wild but tbh not that big of a deal bc no one actually believed thats what she meant but anyway), the brandon thing (we’ll come back to this)    -Jason: continuing to make jokes about fucking a 19/20 year old despite his gf saying she didn’t like it, not putting an end to David “pressuring him” to making said jokes, the brandon thing    -David: ignoring his “friend” when she said not to put something in his vlog, putting his image and career first

Mistakes after:    -Trisha: constantly going on rants about david and Jason.    -Jason: staying in contact with trisha secretly. (ill get back to this too)    -David: putting his image above all else. 

Now we’re going to get into some uncomfortable hot takes. I’m gonna get a whole lotta hate from stans but tbh idc anymore

The Brandon Thing (I’ve done some digging since her video exploding at Jeff): 

   -Brandon began a relationship with a high schooler. She was underage the first time they had sex. There’s receipts and timelines set up. I’d recommend Petty Paige’s Youtube video on it for specifics.     -Lot’s of vs fans say she only brought it up when her and Jason ended so that meant she didn’t really care, but I’d like to point out that she has stated (on more than one occasion) that she voiced her thoughts on this multiple times to the group in Private and no one cared. Y’all are always going on about how she should say whatever she has to say in private but when she does and is ignored, what then? Just a thought.     -Let’s also bring the rest of the vs up in this. How come none of them ever said anything? They’re the ones still out here tolerating him. Pretty hypocritical. I’m not gonna aim anything at the girls bc none of them have Brandon in their videos but the guys? Jeff, Jason, David, Todd and I think Scott too, have all had Brandon in at least one video. They’re out here talking shit about Trisha amongst each other but are friends with a predator? Lmao Okay, cool. 

Jason Keeping in Contact for months: 

   -This was dumb.     -As someone who has suffered from mental health issues and has been in a mental hospital and suffered from attachment AND abandonment issues, Trisha would’ve been better off had Jason ended things and kept them that way. Instead, he ended their public relationship and friendship. He kept her a secret from even his “friends” and then dragged on their “friendship” for months. For what? He should’ve just given her her things and closure and kept it pushing.     -On that, why did he keep her belongings for so long and refuse to give it back until she said something public about it? He ignored her calls and texts about her very expensive things for weeks. Then she made a video calling him out on it, and she got her stuff back.    -I’m seeing a pattern here, aren’t you?

The Jeff Thing (did some digging on him too...by digging i mean google):

   -This one makes my blood boil for several reasons. ESPECIALLY AFTER TODAYS VIDEO. It rlly put everything into perspective omg.     -The starbucks story that Trisha told was the same everywhere: ‘I saw Jeff at Starbucks and said hey. He ignored me and was such a pussy he left his order at the counter after having paid.’ His masculinity is SO FRAGILE that he twisted it into ‘I’m not gonna be fake with someone who fucked over my friend. Can’t fuck them up either tho lol’ and ‘i’m not gonna make shit easy on you, i’m gonna make them feel weird’. What a baby lmfao    -His assault joke rubbed me the wrong way. I know Jeff’s schtick is the whole “I was in jail for a few months and I was a drug dealer I’m big and scary” blah blah blah. Listen, I’ve met men that have been in jail longer (he was in for only 4 months he once said I think) and had worse upbringings than he did and HAD to do some of the shit Jeff was doing (which lemme remind yall, was on his own accord). The men that I know that have lived similar and worse lifestyles than Jeff, would never and I REPEAT NEVER, make a joke about assaulting a Woman over “fucking my friend over”, when the situation was what it was. Which was: an exposé, basically. That’s some petty shit, it’s for the birds. (Also, Todd and Jay’s jokes about the assault joke? Ain’t it. They were just as bad as Jeff’s original joke.)    -Do y’all know what Jeff’s been to jail for? He tried to assault someone that worked at a 7-Eleven after he and his dumbass friends were fucking around in the store and got yelled at and ended up assaulting a woman walking by.     -He also talked about her mental health issues. Maybe he wasn’t talking about her specifically, but it was REAL specific. He said that it was crazy that a “psychopath” that’s been in a mental hospital still had a platform on youtube. That they shouldn’t have one. Trisha made a really good point of, “some could say the same about your time in jail.” Because they could. And mental health can be managed. So can your outrageous anger issues, Jeff. This was really ignorant on his part.     -I also want to remind everyone about the time he said he didn’t understand how men could be sexually harassed. That all you had to do was say no.    -He says he likes to “make things awkward” and make everything a joke when really he’s just being ignorant and doesn’t want to get real hate when he gets inevitably called out

Trisha’s “Dirt”:

   -Trisha doesn’t know anything that the rest of us don’t. We’re just all IGNORING it. Why? Bc David’s charming and Todd and Jeff are pretty? Ridiculous. This is the last vlog squad post i’m going to make because I’m done. So the following is going to be a rundown on the “dirt” on them that made me come to the decision that I wouldn’t be supporting them anymore. I’ll also put my own thoughts and comments underneath in case y’all are curious. Staying silent about these situations is the same as complacency.     -Brandon Calvillo: Covered this but to reiterate, he dated a high schooler and slept with her/dated her knowing her age. He then lied about it in a video to cover his tracks.           *I am well aware that she was months from being 18. This doesn’t make it okay. What does a 26 year old have in common with a 17 year old? And just because this is the first girl we know about, doesn’t mean she’s the first at all or even the last.     -Durte Dom: He was accused of assault at vidcon.            *This hasn’t been confirmed. But it also hasn’t even been discussed. This girl is getting hate from vs stans and the vs have stayed silent. I can understand not wanting to show attention to people who make accusations for clout, but assault is serious and should at the Very Least be acknowledged privately or legally bc it could be considered slander. Don’t let your fans (or your friend’s fans) do your dirty work.      -Jeff Wittek: He has major anger issues. Makes jokes about assaulting women after actually having assaulted one in the past (accidentally but doesnt take away from what he did) and has made jokes about sexual harassment against men not being viable             *tbh he has a “pretty white boy complex”. Meaning he knows that he can say and do what he wants and most people will let it slide bc he’s a pretty white boy. No education needed.     -Jason Nash: Is friend’s with a predator, is quite possibly setting an awful example to his kids, namely his daughter.          *Listen. I’m a feminist, a woman should be able to decide what to do with her body after she turns 18. But being groomed and hit on by grown ass men when you’re barely legal, ain’t it. If you want to and feel ready, there’s nothing anyone can do to stop it BUT 9.9 times out of 10, that fucks a woman up in the future. One day, she is going to see her dad hitting on a 19/20 year old Tana and see that her dad’s  26 year old best friend dated a 17/18 year old and lied about specifics and might think that’s normal and how men should treat her. I won’t support that shit.

And as for all the other member’s of the vs, they either don’t care enough about what their friends or friends’ friends are doing, or they’re not bothering to even consider it’s happening and that isn’t cool either. 

Be better. 

As for Trisha, she’s had her own faults and fuckups, no doubt about it. I’m not a big fan of her content but i FELT for her. Her name has been dragged through the mud because of this more than anything else and it doesn’t sit right with me when her only real fuckup in THIS situation was bringing the ex and kids into it the way she did. Everything else either could have been avoided or she had a right to say to the public since they put everything about the relationship out in the open as much as she did. If Jason and David had reached out and admitted their own mistakes and asked her to stop talking about them online the way she was, she probably would’ve chilled out. What happened, what they and their fans (us) have done has been nothing short of traumatizing, no doubt. The way these 30 year old boys (Jeff, Todd, Scott and Jay) are reacting to her? They’re the real joke if we’re being honest.

Note: I’d also like to say that if you do still support them and have differing views than I do, I’ll respect you and your views no matter what. Everyones entitled to their opinion and thoughts. These are just mine. 

#trisha paytas #vlog squad #jeff wittek #david dobrik #jason nash #durte dom #brandon calvillo #scott sire #most of these men are manipulative af #as much as i love zane matt and heath #they dont speak up either #neither do any of the women which is borderline heartbreaking #rant #I did my best to make everything clear but if theres any confusions or questions or if you just wanna have a discussion about it lmk #Discontinuing Speak Now.

[crvsaded-aa-blog]

✧･ﾟmuse connections ･ﾟ✧

this is just a thing for myself and anyone whose interested on how all my muses know each other and their respective squads.

** are more notable and specific relationships between 2/3 muses!

the pack; a group of people who have been brought together through supernatural reasons through being turned and finding each other. everyone has their own reasons for entering the pack and they’re all very close friends.

Brody McFarlin. Bee Belladonna. Aspen Grey. Emery Lao. Gale Hudson. Jihun Jeon. Zelda Espinoza. Hajoon Seong. Sora Yun. Dimitri Petrov. *** 

       ** Aspen & Brody: father & adopted son. Bee & Hajoon: Best friends. Zelda & Dimitri: Best friends. Hajoon & Emery & Bee: Hajoon & Bee consider themselves to be Emery’s protectors and Emery considers them very close friends & his two closest people in the world. Aspen & Emery & Gale; a band of brothers in anything but blood. Emery & Jihun: Jihun used to be in love with Emery, but now they’re just very close friends.

the GSMedical Squad; a group of doctors & staff at the hospital who have somehow managed to get close to each other. While some are rather annoyed and don’t want to be around each other, they’ve grown very close together. 

Hajoon Seong. Fleur Kang. Taesung Won. Magdelina Halvorsen. Ike Han. Emery Lao. Soori Yee. Beau Lavoie.  ***

      ** Fleur & Taesung: slept together for nearly a year before ending things, fleur didn’t catch feelings sung did. now they’re best friends. Emery & Soori: Best friends. Soori & Beau: Soori considers Beau someone very close to him, he’s gotten very protective of Beau. Beau & Emery: also very close friends, they go to the same school so it helps. Emery & Ike: very close friends, Ike had a crush on Emery briefly. 

CndyMADE Squad; the group of people in the same industry. while all of them aren’t close they all know each other and some are closer than others.

Ryan Katsumoto. Jisoo Il. Dominic Tam. Casey Chae. Simon Durant. Moon Durant. Robin Wang. Young Im.***

     ** Young & Ryan: know each other very well since they’ve been working together. they get along really well. Dominic & Jisoo: have known each other since Jisoo was in high school. Dominic is very supportive of Jisoo and always watching out for him. Dominic & Simon: worked together on a drama and got very popular. have kissed a handful of times. Robin & Casey: often work together and due to this have become pretty good friends. they have a lot of like friends outside of work as well. Moon & Jisoo: used to hook up together. they stopped sleeping together a long time ago though. Simon & Jisoo & Moon: drinking buddies, they still go out and get drunk a lot. very close friends. Young & all; is their boss, knows all of them on a personal level. 

School Squad; the idiots who all go to college together. they’ve all seen each other on campus and at one point taken a class together. some how they’ve gotten close, they often talk when they’re on campus.

Aspen Grey. Emery Lao. Gale Hudson. Kiko Ito. Jisoo Il. Taylor Sanchez. Beau Lavoie. Nayoung Im***

    ** Aspen & Taylor: Aspen helps Taylor with her underground radio station sometimes. Nayoung & all; all of the students have taken at least one of Nayoung’s English classes.

Hoodrats; the idiots who are known each other since they were really young. been through thick and thin together even though they don’t always get along.

Moon Durant. Sunny Ryu. Jax Ryu.***

   ** Moon & Sunny: they get along very well. sunny used to have a crush on moon and while moon knew he did nothing about it. while jax was in jail moon & the cop he was living with took sunny in. during this time sunny got over her feelings for moon and decided she needed to become more adult Jaxand mature and started growing on her own.  Moon & Jax; moon & Jax used to hook up a lot when they were in high school. they did everything together from fighting or getting high or anything. they told each other everything and anything. they were the bestest of friends but their relationship got strangled when moon ratted out the fighting rink when he was 17. while moon was let go with a warning Jax was sent to jail for 6 months leaving sunny alone for 6 months which pissed him off. since then they have been arguing a lot. moon paid their way out of the mafia but Jax decided he didn’t want out and is still part of it, which drags sunny and moon into it as well but not as much.

Barnyard boys; a group of boys who ended up finding themselves on sejun’s farm and bonding for life. while they aren’t always together due to the distance, their hearts are always together. they’re also always texting each other and calling and keeping each other updated.

Kyuhan Bae. Sejun Na. Isaac Hong.***

    **Kyuhan & Sejung: Kyuhan after he was disowned ended up wandering to the country side. Half starved, he found himself trying to steal eggs from Sejun’s farm even though he had no way to cook them. Sejung found him and was utterly amused before taking Kyuhan in. They’ve been close friends since then, Sejun’s farm is the one place that Kyuhan loves spending time at even though he’s always been more of a city boy. Kyuhan & Isaac: Kyuhan met Isaac when Isaac was working freelance. Isaac was in charge of doing his photoshoot for a lot of magazine, but they ended up keep running into each other. He saw how Isaac was quieter and not very good at taking care of himself, and then he found out that Isaac was in need of a place to stay. Since Kyuhan had just moved in to his new place he told Isaac to live with him. Since he found out about Isaac’s real job as a stripper and involvement with the mafia he’s become very protective and motherly of Isaac. Isaac calls him mamma. Sejun & Isaac: A while after they met Kyuhan brought Isaac to the farm. It was Isaac’s first time and he immediately fell in love with sheep and chickens, chasing them around like a small child. Sejun felt really protective over him due to his kind hearted nature, even more so when Kyuhan told Sejun of Isaac’s situation. Sejun since has been very fatherly over Isaac who never had a father, chastising him but also teaching him new things. Due to his Isaac calls Sejun dad.

Go Mafia; the members of the go mafia, some have known each other a long long time, some have known each other a shorter time. but they all know each other or at the very least, they all know of each other.

Moon Durant. Sunny Ryu. Jax Ryu. Luna Go. Neptune (Jules Beom). Ike Han. Robin Wang. Isaac Hong.***

  ** Moon & Luna: Moon paid Luna a lot of money so that he and Sunny & Jax could get out of the mafia without any issues. he’s still paying luna off which is why moon almost never talks about money. even though he’s technically rich, he’s never once used a dime of the Durant money to pay Luna. Luna & Sunny: Luna terrifies Sunny. Luna & Neptune: Luna is the only person in the mafia outside of his father that knows Neptune’s true identity. He is also the only person Luna will not fuck with. Neptune is the only person Luna actually listens to. Luna & Jax: after Moon paid their way out, Jax went back and asked for his old job back and is currently still doing that. he’s happy with it, and has told luna that the money that moon paid can be used to keep moon & sunny out of the mafia business when it’s fully paid back (moon doesn’t know this deal). Luna & Ike; they’re essentially like brothers. though Luna did ignore and forget about ike for a while, while he was distancing himself. since meeting cece he’s done his best to get over himself and fix the bond he has with Ike. it’s been slowly getting better. Robin & Ike & Luna: the three of them have known each other since they were young. luna paid robin’s way out of the mafia. they keep in touch. robin and Ike still keep in touch and talk about sol a lot. they always get very sad but she’s happy he’s found his soulmate. she predicted luna & ike would meet their soulmates but never told them about her powers. Isaac & Jax: Isaac when his father’s debts were thrusted upon him and his legs were broken by the mafia, Jax was the one who stopped them from killing him or using him for drugs or worse. Isaac was the one who suggested that Isaac become a stripper since he was a pretty boy and he was a good dancer. Due to this Jax ended up saving Isaac’s life and Isaac feels indebted to Jax. Meanwhile, Jax feels like he set Isaac up to a worse fate. Isaac & Luna: Luna’s dad took a special interest in Isaac because of Jax and how pretty Isaac was. Due to this Luna’s father used Isaac as his personal stripper / pet. While it makes Isaac really hate himself at first Luna tired his best to keep Isaac away from his father. After Luna kills Danny and leaves the mafia, he was no longer able to do that. Still Isaac was grateful for all the help Luna gave him before he left. Neptune & all: he is the one person in the mafia that most members fear, or don’t want to get on the wrong side of. 

Family;

Moon Durant. Simon Durant. Jax Ryu. Sunny Ryu. Nayoung Im. Young Im. Soori Yee. Leo Nam. Casey Chae. Haejun Son.***

 **Moon & Simon: moon and simon didn’t know each other growing up. simon discovered moon was his brother when he was 15 and spent a long time looking for him, he came back to korea for him. they met when simon was 19 and moon was 22. in the three years they’ve known each other they’ve gotten very close. simon & moon tell each other everything and anything and have very few to no secrets.  Young & Nayoung: the two had met in college and started as friends. they didn’t know they were siblings until nayoung found out from young’s father that she was one of his illegimate children and he paid her to keep her mouth shut and not tell young. she decided to leave korea because of that. later when his father died, young found out and asked nayoung to come home and help him. while nayoung considers young her best friend, she hasn’t accepted him as a brother. the idea of family scares her. Jax & Sunny: jax and sunny’s father died young and since then their mother had checked out and become more of a shell of a person than a mother. due to that jax has always taken care of sunny. he’s fiercely protective of her. sunny loves jax with all her heart and would do anything for jax but she ended up becoming very reliant on him. when he was sent to jail part of her wanted to hate moon but she understood why he did it. due to that she decided to become more self reliant. when jax went back to the mafia she was very mad at him and didn’t want to talk to him anymore but couldn’t bring herself to. she keeps hoping that he’ll change his mind and quit. Soori & Nayoung & Young: The three of them are half siblings all due to their father. But while Nayoung & Young know about each other, Soori doesn’t know about either of them. Nayoung doesn’t know about Soori but Young does know about Soori. He just isn’t sure how to approach him yet. Leo & Soori: The two grew up together in California, they’re cousins. They’re the closest in age of all their cousins and ended up close. Soori moved to study in Korea so that he could be close to Leo after the death of his mother. Haeju & Casey: Haeju and Casey are sibling in laws. While Casey and Kai aren’t married they consider themselves that. Haeju is also going to be the uncle of Casey’s soon to be born baby.

Others; more connections but not with a squad. these guys are just friends by chance or other reason. 

Cress Yun. Taesung Won. Casey Chae. Leo Nam. Young Im. Jules Beom. Zeke Moon. Brody McFarlin. Everett Miller. Olive Anderson. Moon Durant. Beau Lavoie. Sunny Ryu. Simon Durant. Jax Ryu. Isaac Hong. Kyuhan Bae. Emery Lao. Bee Belladonna. Riis Kwang.***

    ** Cress & Taesung: since they’re both angel’s and cress is a hells angel, she is taesung’s boss. they’re not close but they see each other often. Leo & Casey: casey often has to work for leo’s fashion shows. due to this they started talking since they’re both young. they ended up getting along very well and have become very close friends. Leo & Jisoo: much like casey, jisoo has worked with leo a lot, leo’s company often works with CndyMADE for their outfits and jisoo has been asked to model occasionally. Jisoo’s father is a model under HEART of Gold’s label, and because of that they’ve known each other for a while. Leo & Young: they’re ex boyfriends and best friends. Casey & Taesung: the two of them happened to get close because they’re dating people who know each other. Because of this casey and taesung became close and started talking a lot. they’ve essentially very close friends and tend to trade secrets and rumors. Jules & Ike: Ike one of the only three people who knows Jules’ secret about Neptune. when ike was still 17 he was abused by danny and jules was the one who stopped it. after that jules basically took ike under his wing and decided to protect him, they got close after that. jules considers ike like a brother. he got hajoon to hire ike at the hospital.  Jules & Hajoon: met when hajoon was in college. hajoon thought jules was pretty and decided to pursue him sexually. it worked, they used to sleep together a lot but now they no longer do. after hajoon got into a serious relationship the first time with mihyan they started to just be friends. they’ve slowly grown closer over the years to the point where hajoon would consider jules to be one of his best friends. Jules & Simon & Moon: Jules has known Moon since he was a young boy due to jules’ relationship with gemini. they grew closer over the years to the point that jules also considers moon a brother. moon introduced jules to simon when the brothers first met and simon has been another one of the people jules considers a son (along with mars & gemini). simon did have a crush on jules for a short while. Zeke & Brody: brody & zeke met after brody’s family was killed, they used to travel together a lot. they lost touch when brody settled down with a pack. Everett & Ollie: everett stumbled into ollie’s dreams and decided he liked her personality. after that he decided to find a way to become her roommate and have been roommates since. Beau & Sunny: sunny met beau by chance one day when she came to the coffee shop. she had a crush on him due to how cute and friendly he is but thinks he’s totally unattainable especially when she sees him with paris. but she has since become his friends, they talk a lot and text each other all the time. Moon & Beau: beau met moon due to his friendship with sunny, they’re not particularly close but they talk on the occasion. beau often tells moon recipes he can try with simon to get him to eat something more healthy and thats not too heavy for his recovery days. moon has once sold beau weed when asked, though, moon really didn’t want to. beau was much too insistent and annoying and wouldn’t give up and so moon just did it to get him to stop. Simon & Jax: because Jax is still Moon’s longest and best friend, Simon has meet him many times. Jax used to flirt and hit on Simon a lot to the point of making him very uncomfortable no matter how many times Moon told him to stop. Simon is a little bit afraid of how unpredictable Jax can be. Sunny & Isacc: Whenever Isaac gets hurt Sunny is the one who watches over him with Kyuhan. This is due to the way Jax introduced them after Isaac came into their lives. Jax who avoids Isaac because of guilt, usually leaves him in the hands of Sunny. Sunny enjoys spending time with Isaac because he’s really nice and really good at boardgames. Sunny & Kyuhan: Kyuhan and Sunny don’t have anything more than a passing relationship of saying hello. While she and Isaac are friends, it’s kind of like knowing your friend’s mom. Kyuhan & Jax: Sometimes Kyuhan doesn’t know if he should feel grateful to Jax or hate him for what happened with Isaac. But they have come to a cross point where they just both choose to look after Isaac. Since they’re both dating someone in their lovers’ mafia they end up meeting a lot or hearing about each other a lot. They have more of a camaraderie than a friendship. Haeju & Luna: Haeju and Luna used to hook up because Luna thought Haeju was attractive. Usually when Haeju would go drinking with his friends they would end up meeting. Since they stopped hooking up due to Haeju leaving and coming back, and Luna’s relationship, they’ve become very unlikely friends. They aren’t close but Haeju and Luna do talk a lot. Haeju & Taesung: Haeju and Taesung have a friendship, while they’re not close, they know each other due to Taesung dating someone he’s close to. Riis & Bee: Riis works at a gallery that Bee often promotes her art at when she does bother to do shows. He admires her work and thinks it’s very beautiful. He also admires her as a person with drive and energy due to how bad her life was growing up. Riis & Emery: He’s met Emery in passing many times due to Emery helping Bee a lot. He thinks Emery is really cute, like everyone’s younger brother. 

Muses who don’t know anyone: 

Diana Garcia. Haneul Kim. Calum Grace. Daewon Jung. Hwan.

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