#Clover’s jacket is on life support

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could you draw some of your agents? :)

Woe ! Clover and Eight be upon ye !

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Courting, Pining, or Flirting? 

Characters: All NRC students x reader (seperately)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland 

Genre: fluff

Do the NRC boys court you, pine for you, or flirt with you? 

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts will do his best in courting you. Raised to be strict and formal, he has virtually no idea of what love is, or how to express it. The best he got was the fairytales of princesses and knights in his childhood. So he’ll follow their lead to the best of his ability. Riddle will give you his blazer jacket, and take your arm in his when navigating crowded hallways- he’ll even bow to you when saying goodnight, placing a tender kiss on your hand. Riddle might need a bit of a confidence boost before he performs a moonlight soliloquy under your balcony, though. 

Ace Trappola, unsurprisingly, enjoys flirting with you. What can he say, he’s a fun-loving guy! That extends to all parts of his life, including you. When the two of you are watching movies on his laptop in Ramshackle Dorm, he’ll tug the blanket away, forcing you to cuddle up to him for warmth. One day in class, a crumpled paper ball will hit you on the shoulder, reading: DO YOU LIKE ME? YES/NO ;) It’s childish, but somehow endearing.

Deuce Spade, ever the gentleman, will try (keyword: try) his best in courting you. His mom didn’t raise a brat! Listening to her advice, he’ll buy you flowers, ask you out on the weekends, and drape his jacket over your shoulders when you get cold. It’s a lot less smooth than it sounds, though. He’ll be a blushing, stuttering mess the entire time and accidentally spill his plans to you before he can execute them. Then he’ll apologize and spill even more of his plans- and alas, the cycle continues. 

Trey Clover is surprisingly good at flirting! Trey is confident in his ability to charm people. Even the most uptight of Prefects tend to relax a little around him. Of course, the delicious handmade pastries he often brings along with him are just a bonus. They’re an easy way to strike up a conversation with you, getting you to spill more and more about yourself to him. He’s comfortable to talk to, isn’t he? Oh, is that baked good your favorite? Expect a box of them to show up on your desk within the next week, along with a coy little note: Sweets for the sweet. 

Cater Diamond, on the surface, is definitely into flirting. He chases anything and everything within a fifty-meter radius of himself, and giving his posts on Magicam so much as a comment will result in a Hey cutie ;) popping up in your DM notifications at 1 AM. But with a person that Cater truly loves, face to face, he won’t do anything more than stay by your side as a supportive friend, pining from afar. He’s afraid of messing this up. Do you even see him that way? Please say you do. 

SAVANACLAW

Leona Kingscholar does all three, in the order of pining, courting, and flirting. Hear me out: Leona pines, but not in a hopeless way. Instead, he just figures that he doesn’t have the time or emotional investment for a relationship. But once the feelings began to grow, Leona gets desperate. He doesn’t want opportunities to slip through his fingers without doing anything. So he’ll begin subtly hanging out with you more, until it reaches the courting stage. At that point, he becomes visibly softer and less harsh around you. He’ll only really be comfortable flirting and being playful with you once you’re in an established relationship, not before. 

Ruggie Bucchi is into casual flirting- Well, he’s into it until he realizes he’s fallen so hard that he can’t climb back out. It’s all fun and games to him at first. Oh, you want to pet his ears? Maybe trading that cookie of yours from the lunch buffet would be suitable collateral. You think he looks good in the PE uniform? There’s more where that came from. Want him to accompany you on a late-night errand? Of course! He loves spending time with you- Wait, when did that happen? 

Jack Howl follows his sharp instincts on everything, and every sign is pointing at him courting you like a true gentleman. He knows he’s a little rough around the edges, but he’s got no problem cleaning his act up for you. Putting on a suit and tie and using a bit of gel in his hair and around his ears is a small price to pay for your affection. He’s not particularly shy about showing you he has feelings for you, but outright telling you might take a bit more time and effort.

OCTAVINELLE

Azul Ashengrotto is painfully, unequivocally deep in pining for you. There’s just no way around it is there? Oh, what he wouldn’t give to crawl into his tako pot and hide when you’re around. You’re on his mind every second of every day, and he lays in bed every night wondering if you see him the same way. Is he handsome to you? Is he smart? He wants to hold you so bad but he won’t do it until you tell him yes, I like you too, first.

Jade Leech, ever the calm, collected one, excels at smooth flirting. He just knows you like him as much as he likes you, and he’s not afraid to point it out. It’s not like you’re subtle about it either- with the way you sit in a corner booth of Mostro Lounge for hours, just to be able to talk with him after-hours over leftover pastries and tea. You wouldn’t mind if he did this with you more often, would you? 

Floyd Leech has his unique way of flirting, just like everything else in his life. You’re just so exciting, Shrimpy! Won’t you tell him a little more about your day? Even just the little things, like how many pages of notes you took in History of Magic class or an answer to a test question or two- he’s kidding, he’s kidding! All jokes aside, Floyd truly does enjoy your company and the ways you spice up his life. 

SCARABIA

Kalim Al-Asim does none of the three, surprisingly. He’s so bright it might not even occur to you that he’s interested until you’re already three layers deep. He’s always been a friendly person, so when he begins inviting you to hang out all the time, you wouldn’t give it a second thought. It’s only when you notice him trying to do things for you rather than just with you do you realize his feelings might run a little deeper than just friendship. He tries to be chivalrous, but it usually just comes off as him playing at being your prince charming. The closest you could get to describing what Kalim does is playful, friendly courting- albeit a very unconventional form of it. 

Jamil Viper is used to never getting what he wants. Somewhere along the line he stopped trying. So when you step into his life, shining but not blinding like Kalim, he hesitates. Is he ready to take such a risk? All he knows for sure is that he wants you in his life… someday. So quietly, in between classes and in the hallways, he’ll be pining for you from afar- hoping you’ll make the first move, so that he won’t have to worry about Kalim whisking you away.

POMEFIORE

Vil Schoenheit thinks he has never met someone so beautiful before. You might even be half as beautiful as he is! It’s a huge compliment coming from someone like him. You’re also half as smart, almost as strong, and maybe he’d consider taking you out for lunch- but don’t get it twisted! He’s doing this out of the goodness of his heart. (He likes you. He really likes you. Please date him.) It’s not very good flirting, but he’s trying his best.

Rook Hunt is flamboyant and genuine in everything he does, which includes flirting with you, his longtime crush. You have the most beautiful smile he’s ever seen! Would you mind if he admired it for a while? He’ll brag about you to everyone around him, much to the irritation of Vil, who finds it offensive that his biggest supporter has ‘betrayed’ him for another. Rook doesn’t care, though. If you so pleased, he’d be more than happy to walk you to your next class. Anything to bask in your unmatched beauty just a few seconds longer. 

Epel Felmier is good at flirting, and he’s confident about it too! A rough and tumble farm boy like him needs a cute thing on his arm to show off, doesn’t he? Don’t laugh at him- he’s trying to impress you. He’ll do anything he can to prove to you that he’s a strong, capable person and your perfect match. Let him carry your books, and serve you in the cafeteria buffet line. When you share a snack together, he’ll lean just a bit too close, letting his cheek brush against yours before pulling away. Come on, look him in the eyes! Or are you too shy~

IGNIHYDE

Idia Shroud has never met you in real life. You’ve never seen his face, but he’s seen yours through the camera of his tablet at housewarden meetings. Maybe it’s the pent up stress speaking, but wow, you’re way out of his league. Best to make casual conversation and repress his pining over a game of online chess, lest he screw it all up in real life. 

DIASOMNIA

Malleus Draconia is a lonely soul who knows little more than a life of isolation. When you walk into his life, unafraid of the twisted black crown that sits on his head or the ominous aura that seems to surround him, he has to wonder if after all these years he’s finally found his soulmate. Immediately, he wants to make plans to see you every day, to listen to you ramble about anything and everything beyond the briar walls around his castle. Stay a while and talk with him, won’t you? Malleus is the true definition of patience and indulgence when he’s courting you. 

Lilia Vanrouge isn’t one for mere high school relationships. He’s a father and a general! He’s got a teenager to raise and armies to lead, on top the infamously heavy homework load from NRC classes. You’d have to be really important to him to find a place in his ancient heart. Sure, he’ll have his fun with flirting and all, but no one can really expect a thousand-year old fae to fall in love… right?

Sebek Zigvolt is shocked, no pun intended. There’s no way a fae like himself has fallen for a mere human! No, he won’t accept it. Sebek will turn in somersaults and bend over backwards to make any excuse on why he is not in love with you, he’s just a bit agitated today! Ironically, he makes things harder for himself with this mindset, condemning himself to pining for you from afar. 

Silver, like his name, wants to be your knight in shining armor- he’s just not quite sure how to go about it yet. He supposes he’ll ask for your parents’ permission to begin courting you, first. That’s the tradition in the Valley of Thorns after all. But when Lilia points out that it’s a bit old-fashioned, he’ll simply agree and go along with whatever terrible plans the rest of Diasomnia comes up with next. Be prepared to be barraged with an awful yet endearing mix of pick-up lines, cheesy love letters, and classic romance songs that this quartet comes up with in their free time. The best thing? Silver himself won’t even be awake for half of it. 

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Feeling “Caliente” | Part two

Summary: You are feeling quite “Caliente” about Mick.

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“You’re completely crazy,” he whispers, kissing your neck and putting his hand under the blanket.

You gasp as you feel his fingers rubbing your pussy. His fingers twitch your button, and you manage to keep a neutral face. Mick plays for several minutes with it, and your interior gets even wetter. Her fingers repair your wetness all over the inside of your thighs, and you lie further against Mick’s chest. With your eyes closed, you enjoy his movements. Good thing his jacket really hides what you’re doing 'cause you’re not sure you could explain all this.

Your head leaning back, you allow Mick to kiss your neck fervently. Sucking up your sensitive skin, you bite your lips to not moan with pleasure. His fingers wander around and find the entrance to your cave. Without waiting, he gently bites you by quickly inserting two fingers inside you.

Your breath is cut off, and your blood rises in your cheeks. You feel your pleasure grow. You move from hip to hip, starting a back and forth on his hands. One of his hands holds you firmly against him. You feel his erection hardening more and more against your buttocks. You drop the armrest and caress his thigh back to his belt. Mick’s breath in your neck is cut off, and he grumbles when your hand grabs his limb.

“Fuck,” he whispers in your ear. “We’re insane.”

“Yeah, but I don’t care. Make me cum, Mick,” you mumble, finally taking his penis out of his jeans. 

You lift up gently, pulling his fingers out of you. You come and impale yourself on his limb. You’re kissing Mick simultaneously so you don’t alert the other with your moan of pleasure. It's good that you're in a distant corner, and nobody cares about you because you're no longer discreet.

You stay several minutes without moving. Feel his limbs inside you, filling your pussy. You feel full, and you enjoy that feeling. Your bodies sweat, and you don’t care. You won’t last long, and he knows it. You grab his hand, which clings to the armrest to put on your clitoris. Your own hand caresses his balls, and he throws a dry pelvis.

“Don’t move,” you order.

His fingers play with your pimple while you get used to his size. You start going up and down quietly so that others do not suspect you are literally fucking next to them. You can feel Mick’s breathing stopping. You take him so well that it’s hard not to come directly. The walls of your vagina are tight, and he only wants to take you wildly. This slowness slowly kills him.

“Fuck, he whimpers. 

“Don’t cum.”

“Please,” he begs, sweating like a pig.

You put your hand in front of his mouth so he can shut up, and you continue your torture. His hands continue their magic, and you find it harder and harder not to moan. Your breathing is fast, and your eyes roll with pleasure.

He gently bites your fingers to hold back. You feel in the bottom of your belly the pleasure mounted. You feel your orgasm is close. You stick to Mick’s chest, pouring his mouth out to kiss him. He begs between your lips, and your pussy tightens. You start shaking, and he knows you are there. 

He doesn’t waste time, and in a stifled moan, he pours into you. The power of his jet makes you moan loudly, and you close your eyes. He quickly puts his hand on your mouth and sticks you to him. You take your breaths slowly.

“Scheiße, du bist schön.” He whispers in your ear. Shit, you’re beautiful. “You took me so well.” He kisses your head, gently rubbing your leg. “You’re shaking.”

“Yeah...” You open your eyes. “You’re the best partner I ever had.” You admit shyly.

It’s true. For the first time, you had this kind of orgasm in your life. Nobody took you so well than Mick. And he must admit that this boosts his ego. 

“I want you for the rest of my life, Liebe.” 

“Then make me.” He kisses you once again before pulling himself out of you. He helps you properly put on your clothes and takes your hands to lead you to the hotel. He didn’t care about the others calling them. He wanted to have you, only you, for the rest of his life. 

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𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐦 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐎’𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐚 | hp ww1 character profile

warnings: mentions of death and war trauma

✧ IDENTITY ✧

Full Name: Colm Michael O’Shea

Nicknames: Cloverboy

Name Meanings: Colm → Irish, “dove” ; Michael → Hebrew, “who is like God” ; O’Shea → Irish, “hawk-like” or “fine.” 

Name Pronunciation: “call-um” ; 1, 2

Date of Birth: August 27, 1894

Gender: Male (he/him)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Blood Status: Presumed muggleborn, but he’s actually a half-blood

Nationality: Irish

Residence: Kells, County Meath, Ireland (birth to 4) ; St. Jerome’s Home For Orphaned Children, Navan, County Meath, Ireland (4 to 17) ; London, England (17 to 24) ; Dublin, Ireland (24 to ??) 

✧ APPEARANCE ✧

Faceclaim: Josh Hartnett

Height: 6’3”

Build: Athletic, but on the leaner side

Hair: Dark brown 

Eye Color: Dark brown 

Scarring:

Childhood & Hogwarts: None 

Adulthood: As a result of injuries acquired during the Great War, Colm has a large burn scar that extends from the small of his back to the top of his shoulders, which peeks out if he’s not wearing a collared shirt. In addition, he has a permanent limp in his left leg which requires the use of a cane. 

Modifications: (glasses, piercings, tattoos, etc.) None

Other Distinguishing Marks: A birthmark on the front of his neck, at the level of his shirt collar 

Clothing Style: Collared shirts, sweaters, suspenders, waistcoats, jackets, suspenders, boots, newsboy caps, flat caps, loafers, jeans

Accessories: ID tags

What’s in His Pockets: His wand ; his father’s old pocket watch ; a compass ; a cheap rosary ; a knife ; a metal clover charm ; a handkerchief that belonged to Ione

✧ SPEECH & LANGUAGE ✧

Voiceclaim: Josh Hartnett

Accent: Irish 

Dialect: Dublin English 

Languages Spoken: English, Latin (related to mass)

Languages Understood: English, Latin (related to mass)

✧ PERSONALITY ✧

MBTI Type: ESTP — the entrepreneur 

⤷ Flexible and tolerant, they take a pragmatic approach focused on immediate results. Theories and conceptual explanations bore them - they want to act energetically to solve the problem. Focus on the here-and-now, spontaneous, enjoy each moment that they can be active with others. Enjoy material comforts and style. Learn best through doing.

Enneagram Type: 6w5 — the defender

⤷ Six wing Five types are Sixes that share characteristics with Type Fives. 6w5s are generally more independent and introverted than other Sixes. They are less likely to rely on and trust others, and prefer to keep to themselves.

Positive Traits: Intelligent, rational, practical, original, kind, perceptive, adaptable, resourceful, hardworking, bold, courageous, reliable

Neutral Traits: Direct, sociable, reserved, private, independent, energetic, action-oriented, persuasive, guarded, talkative

Negative Traits: Impulsive, reckless, impatient, insensitive, risk-prone, competitive

Common Stressors: The war ; his war injuries ; using a cane ; the English as an entity ; finances ; life

Comforting Things: Sweets ; woodworking ; cycling ; his dog ; dry clothing ; silence

Interests & Hobbies: Hurling ; Gaelic football ; woodworking ; rugby ; football/soccer ; reading ; board games ; skating ; cycling ; movies ; radio

Description: Colm is a “leap before you look” type of person who makes a lot of decisions without thinking things through. It’s a tendency exacerbated by the young man’s disregard for his own life and his beliefs that other people’s lives are worth more than his. He eventually learns his own worth, but he still remains quite guarded and private, leaving people to wonder if they actually know him. In addition, Colm is intelligent and a generally gregarious and friendly man, which is sometimes overshadowed by his impulsivity and guarded nature. He enjoys spending time with people, especially the cherished few who get to see beyond his guarded walls. Colm is also quite proud of his Irishness, and is an avid supporter of the Irish independence movement which has also been a big influence in his life.

✧ MAGIC ✧

Wand: Colm’s wand is made of ash wood with a dragon heartstring core and is 10 ⅓ inches with an unyielding flexibility. 

⤷ Those witches and wizards best suited to ash wands were not lightly swayed from their beliefs or purposes, the ideal owner might be stubborn, and would certainly be courageous, but never crass or arrogant. However, the brash or over-confident witch or wizard, who often insisted of trying wands on this prestigious wood, would be disappointed by its effects. An ash wand cleaved to its one true master and ought not to be passed on or gifted from the original owner, because it would lose power and skill. This tendency was extreme if the core was of unicorn hair.

Other Magical Abilities: None 

Patronus: Marsh Harrier 

Patronus Memory: His first kiss with Ione

Boggart: Faceless men dressed in the uniforms of the men who arrested parents coming to take someone else he loves away 

Riddikulus: The uniforms are replaced with brightly colored flower costumes

Amortentia:

Colm smells like sandalwood, salt, ink, leather, and cinnamon. 

Colm smells the air before it rains, peat smoke, vanilla, jasmine, and new books. 

Mirror of Erised: Colm sees himself unencumbered with the burdens of war surrounded by his family 

✧ HOGWARTS ✧

House: Gryffindor

OWL Classes:

Astronomy — Poor 

Charms — Outstanding 

Defense Against the Dark Arts — Outstanding 

Flying — Outstanding  

Herbology — Acceptable 

History of Magic — Exceeds Expectations 

Potions — Acceptable 

Transfiguration — Exceeds Expectations 

OWL Electives:

Care of Magical Creatures — Poor

Study of Ancient Runes — Acceptable

NEWT Classes:

Charms — Outstanding 

Defense Against the Dark Arts — Outstanding

Herbology — Exceeds Expectations 

Potions — Acceptable 

Transfiguration — Outstanding  

Extracurriculars: Keeper on the Gryffindor quidditch 

✧ EMPLOYMENT ✧

Affiliations: Hogwarts ; the British Army ; the British Ministry Of Magic ; Sinn Féin ; Irish Republic ; Irish Free State (pro Anglo-Irish Treaty of 1921) ; TBD

Professions:

Age 18 to 20 - Manual labor, bartender 

Age 20 to 22 - Soldier, private

Age 22 to 24 - Soldier, lance corporal

Age 20 to 28 - Ministry intelligence operative 

Age 28 to ?? - TBD

✧ FAMILY ✧

Father: Michael Patrick “Mick” O’Shea [deceased, 1870-1899]

A member of the Irish Republican Brotherhood, Michael Patrick “Mick” O’Shea was born to poor Catholic farmers in 1870. He had a good early childhood, but was orphaned at the age of 16 after his parents fell ill. They were forced to sell their farm in order to pay off their debts, a move that started Mick’s overt support of the Irish Republican cause as he was never able to let go of the farm that had been in his family for generations. At the age of 18, Mick joined the Irish Republican Brotherhood and began his work for the cause. Through a mission, Mick met his wife, Joan, and fell hard and fast for her. They began courting three months after meeting and married six months after the beginning of their courtship in 1892. Less than two years later, Mick and Joan welcomed their first and only child, a son named Colm Michael, who was born on August 27, 1894. However, Mick didn’t get much time with his son as he was arrested alongside his wife in 1898 and they were charged with planning an insurrection against British rule in Ireland. He was convicted and Mick died in prison, at the age of 29 after falling prey to pneumonia. 

Colm has very few memories of his father and none of them are concrete. This is mostly because he was only four years old when his father was arrested and five when his father died. Therefore, he never really had the opportunity to know his father and based his impressions on the few memories he has of his father. Colm does wish that he could have truly known his father and not base everything on his few memories. In some ways, this can be named as the moment that really started Colm’s resentment of the British authority. 

Mother: Joan Catherine O’Shea née Butler [deceased, 1871-1907]

A witch sorted into Ravenclaw, Joan Catherine Butler was born in 1871 as the only daughter and eldest child of pureblood parents. She attended Hogwarts and became a prefect in her fifth year. After graduating, Joan was employed by the ministry of magic in the muggle liaison office. It was her career in the muggle liaison office that led Joan to meeting Mick O’Shea. Mick had seen a small incident of magic, and Joan was supposed to report him to the obliviators. Except Joan never turned Mick into the obliviators, as she was fascinated by him and he wasn’t quite sure what he had seen. Within a year of meeting, Joan had fallen in love with and had married Mick. Her family stopped talking to her, and after her son, Colm Michael, was born on August 27, 1894, she retired. In addition, Joan found herself drawn into her husband’s world of Irish independence, a cause that Joan had always been kinda fascinated by. Unfortunately, everything fell apart when Joan and Mick were arrested in the fall of 1898. They were both convicted of planning an insurrection against the British government. Instead of being condemned to execution, Joan spent nine long years in jail, aware that her husband had died and her son was alone. She died in prison, at the age of 36, from pneumonia secondary to influenza. Over the years, though, Joan had grown bitter as the ministry had not interfered, and she never knew what had happened to her son.

Like with his father, Colm has very few memories of his mother due to the fact that he was only four years old when she was arrested and because he was not allowed to visit her in prison and any letters that he tried to write were always returned. He only has impressions of what his mother was like, both from his own fuzzy memories and the few of his parents’ belongings that he was able to keep. Colm does wish that he had more memories of his mother and that he actually had the opportunities to know her. This also leads to senses of resentment towards the ministry of magic. 

Pets: 

Childhood: None

Adulthood: An Irish wolfhound named Daisy

✧ ROMANCE & CHILDREN ✧

Love Interest: Ione Lumina Avery (@cursed-herbalist) 

⤷ Colm first officially met Ione Avery after a quidditch training mishap in their seventh year, although they were both Gryffindors who had run in different social circles. From 1912 to 1914, Colm and Ione dated in secret, having excursions and dates in the muggle populated parts of England, Wales, and Ireland. However, their relationship was not yet meant to last as an engagement popped up for Ione, who wasn’t quite yet ready to openly rebel against the wishes of her parents. The relationship ended, leaving Colm, who had been working on saving for a ring of his own, heartbroken. In late 1918, they met again, this time in a war hospital where Colm was recovering from burns and a badly broken leg. Ione had been looking for her brother but stumbled upon Colm. After that chance meeting, they began to slowly reconnect and get to know one another again. Everything isn’t smooth, but Colm and Ione married on December 6, 1921.

Daughter: Mabel Lunette Joan O’Shea

Slytherin | b. February 24, 1923

Colm has a good relationship with his eldest daughter. He is quite proud of Mabel and everything that she accomplished and tries his best to support her with everything that Mabel puts her mind to. He loves her very much. 

Faceclaim: Paula Beer

Son: Delton Alistair Michael “Del” O’Shea

Gryffindor | b. September 20, 1925

Colm has a generally good relationship with his only son. However, due to Del being a bit too much like him, there’s a lot of arguing between the father and son. Despite all of that, though, Colm is very proud of his son and loves Del very much. 

Faceclaim: Florian Regtien

Daughter: Willa Millicent Odessa O’Shea

Hufflepuff | Prefect | Headgirl | Heterosexual | b. March 21, 1929

Colm has a good relationship with his youngest daughter. He really adores Willa and they have a close relationship. Willa is his quietest kid and there’s something that just draws the two of them together. They’re also different enough that they don’t have many arguments as Willa is very much an introvert. He’s quite proud of Willa and he loves her very much. 

Faceclaim: Willow Shields

Son: Arden Colm Curtis O’Shea

Ravenclaw | Seeker | Heterosexual | b. October 14, 1933

Colm has a good relationship with his youngest son. Arden is just different enough from Colm that they don’t cause too much friction from having too similar personalities, which is seen with Colm and Del. Like with Willa, there’s something that draws the two of them together and Arden’s love for quidditch is something that they can bond over. Colm is quite proud of Arden and loves his youngest son very much. 

Faceclaim: Dylan Kingwell

✧ OTHER RELATIONSHIPS ✧

Best Friends: TBD

Close Friends: TBD

Friends:

Kit Enfield ; Alexej Kavinsky (@potionboy3)

Joel Mayfair (@magicallymalted)

Cayetana Narváez (@endlessly-cursed)

Acquaintances:

Linus Sullivan

It’s Complicated: TBD

Hogwarts Dormmates:

Rory O’Neill

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Rivals: TBD

Enemies: TBD

✧ HISTORY & BACKGROUND ✧

Place of Birth: Kells, County Meath, Ireland

Hometown: Navan, County Meath, Ireland

Childhood: 

Colm Michael O’Shea, born August 27, 1894, was the only child of Mick and Joan O’Shea of Kells, County Meath, Ireland. The first four years of his life and childhood were good, happy. He had two parents that loved him dearly. However, that all came to an abrupt stop one blustery November night in 1898 when the police came knocking and arrested Mick and Joan, charging them with conspiracy to commit an insurrection. That November night was the last that Colm ever saw or spoke to his parents. They were convicted and both died in prison, with Mick dying in 1899 and Joan dying eight years later in 1907. 

After that, Colm was taken in by Saint Jerome’s Home for Orphaned Children in Navan, County Meath, Ireland. St. Jerome’s was run by nuns from the area’s Catholic parish. However, strange things seemed to follow Colm, which unbeknownst to him was magic. Unfortunately, his displays of magic resulted in conflicting opinions from the nuns and the two local priests. One priest and several nuns believed that his displays of magic were signs that Colm was destined to become a saint and perform miracles. The other priest and remaining nuns, on the other hand, believed that his magic meant that Colm was infected by the devil. Either way, the conflicting opinions made his life rather miserable and lonely as very few of the other children were interested in being around him. Luckily, on his eleventh birthday, things became a little clearer as Colm received his Hogwarts letter.

Hogwarts Years:

Upon starting Hogwarts, Colm was quickly sorted into Gryffindor. It took him a while to feel comfortable at Hogwarts and was rather standoffish those first few weeks. He felt awkward and struggled to connect with those around him. Eventually he grew comfortable with Hogwarts and his peers. In his third year, he decided to try out for the quidditch team and earned the position of keeper. He played alongside future Ballycastle Bats seeker, Rory O’Neill whom Colm also shared a dorm with. He enjoyed his time at Hogwarts, but struggled quite a bit when it came to planning his future.

In his seventh year, Colm began a clandestine romance with fellow Gryffindor Ione Avery. They officially met when a quidditch practice got a little out of control (and, in Colm’s opinion, O’Neill should have been paying less attention to that Ashby girl and more to the team). A slow friendship and subtle romance began burning between the two and eventually became their secret romance. 

Adulthood:

After graduating from Hogwarts, Colm began working odd manual jobs and flitting between the muggle and magical worlds. He also continued his relationship with Ione Avery, where they would often spend time in the muggle world. Things were going fairly smooth for Colm until late 1914. His relationship with Ione fell apart due to the mechanisms of her parents. His opportunities for work were starting to dwindle as well and by December, he was living on his meager savings. One snowy evening, Colm was approached by a pair of well-dressed wizards who had been watching his work as a bartender in a pub. They made him an offer to work as an intelligence operative for the Ministry of Magic’s covert intelligence agency. Nursing a bad heartache, doubting his own abilities, and being at what was probably his lowest, Colm readily agreed and the next day saw him joining the British military and training to be deployed to the Western Front of World War 1.

For a year, he served in an Irish regiment before the regiment was dispersed for unknown reasons in January of 1916. For the next several months, he bounced around between companies and grew disillusioned with the war. The moment that he became fully disillusioned, though, came in May of 1916 when he learned of how the British government had reacted to the Easter Rising and the executions of the Rising’s leaders. Any restraint that Colm had about badmouthing the British was gone and he gained a reputation for being an Irish Republican. He finally was assigned to the company of Kit Enfield, where he remained for the rest of the war and began reconnecting with those in the magical world.

In July of 1918, Colm’s time in the British army ended abruptly after an explosion trapped him in a burning barn in the countryside. He was severely injured, and was found unconscious and clutching a rosary. He was very lucky that he escaped without a head injury, but his back was covered in second degree burns and his left leg was badly broken which resulted in a permanent limp. His other permanent war injury was tinnitus or ringing in the ears. His path to healing was slow, but he managed to avoid any infections and didn’t contract the Spanish flu as a pandemic of influenza was attacking the globe from 1918 to 1920. In addition, while in the hospital, Colm began reconnecting with Ione Avery who had accidentally discovered him in the hospital while looking for her brother.

After he’s discharged from both the hospital and the British military, Colm returns home to Ireland, finding a small flat in Dublin that he can just cover with his discharge sum. It’s only a matter of time before his time as an intelligence operative ends, but Colm could feel the rumblings of discontent. He voted for Sinn Féin in that December 1918 election, and less than two months later, the Irish war of independence had begun. 

He manages to convince the ministry that the conflict is rife with the possibilities of dark wizards or witches taking advantage of the chaos. It’s not like the Great War, but god, this fight means something to Colm. And so, he continued with his intelligence work until the war ended in 1921, but didn't officially end his work until late 1922. That work had mostly finished before the civil war, over the Anglo-Irish treaty, that followed the Irish independence war erupted, though. Colm himself had spent hours and hours pouring over any information he could find on the treaty, making an informed decision for one of the first times in his life. 

On December 6, 1921, Colm married Ione Avery in a somewhat small ceremony. They had spent the years between 1918 and 1921 reconnecting and restarting their relationship. Together they had four children. Their eldest was a daughter named Mabel Lunette Joan O’Shea, who was born on February 24, 1923. Their middle child was their only boy who was named Delton Alistair Michael “Del” O’Shea and was born on September 20, 1925. Their third child was a second daughter named Willa Millicent Odessa O’Shea, who was born on March 21, 1929. Their fourth and youngest child was a second son named Arden Colm Curtis O’Shea, who was born on October 14, 1933.

After his career as an intelligence operative, Colm worked as TBD. 

Old Age:

After retiring at the age of 98, Colm spent his retirement traveling Ireland and visiting everything beautiful about his country. He also spent time with Ione and their children and grandchildren.

Death: 

Colm passed away in his sleep at the age of 106 in late 2000. He left behind four children, six grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren.

✧ MISCELLANEOUS ✧ 

Favorite Color: Green

Favorite Food: Pork steak and roast potatoes 

Favorite Drink: Guinness 

Favorite Weather: Rain 

Favorite Season: Autumn 

Favorite Book: The Call of the Wild by Jack London

Dislikes: The English ; beef ; wet clothes ; war ; brussel sprouts

Trivia:

Colm has a complicated relationship with religion, mostly as a result of the people around him. As he grew up and before Hogwarts, there were two dominant opinions about him and the weirdness that followed him. The first one was that his accidental magic were miracles and a sign that he would become a saint and perform many miracles. The other idea was that his accidental magic was a sign of the devil. Neither view won out and all it did was distant Colm from religion, until he lay, trapped, in a burning barn and clutched his rosary, reciting the Our Father. 

Colm is left with a mild case of PTSD or shell shock. He’s good most of the time, but there are some things that just set him off. He also learns how to cope with it as time passes. 

Colm has a tendency to run his mouth and not think before he speaks, especially on topics that he’s passionate about. During the war, it’s usually his frustrations with the English government, especially in relation to the aftermath of 1916’s Easter Rising. 

His nickname, Cloverboy, came from his fellow soldiers, and Joel Mayfair, in particular. 

His theme song is Hurt, specifically the cover by Johnny Cash. 

Important Links:

Colm’s tag | #colm o’shea

More information about Colm’s children

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Can you do Nagitoe with a protive, carefree and funny gn s/o that's the ultimate creative student? I could imagine his s/o always just making him random little things just cause and one time Nagito ripped his jacket a bit and his s/o made little red patches to put over the holes.

Sorry if this is a lot my mans just needs someone like this in his life, ya know what I mean😤🤚

words: 291 gender neutral reader genre: fluff TW: mention of getting run over by a bus..? Does that count? A/N: he really DOES deserve someone like this, man-

🍀Nagito With a Supportive, Carefree, and Funny Ultimate Creative Student S/O🍀

He feels so lucky to be with you! He doesn’t think he deserves to have someone such as you in his life, let alone be his significant other

I’ve stated this before, but he is always grateful of you being supportive of him! Many people don’t agree with his views, and having someone be there for him makes him feel a lot better-

Sometimes you two chill out together and just talk about random things, and you’d just listen intently to his rambles of hope and of his philosophical views -There’s a very specific vibe each time... It’s a mix between disturbing and calming

He never fails to laugh at your jokes, and that says a lot since he has a very... unique sense of humor -If you tell a joke while you’re in front of all of your friends or in class, they kind of look at you both concerningly

Any time you make him any charms or trinkets, he holds onto them no matter the situation -He got ran over by a bus? That doesn’t matter, is the clover charm you made him still safe???

To add onto that, he will always wear any jewelry you make him -He has like 50 charms and bracelets just covering his arms because he feels bad if he doesn’t wear one for a day-

With Nagito’s luck, his jacket will rip quite a LOT

He’s the type of guy to wear the same thing almost every day, so when you patch up his clothes, he’s really appreciative of it!

If he’s in any stressful situations or is feeling really down, he looks at the patches of red fabric and at the many things you made him to make himself feel better <3

[isolemnlyswearpevensie]

Hot Chocolate in the Summer | Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: None 

Era: Marauders era (Graduated)

Word Count: 1k

Summary: On a brisk summer evening, Y/N and Sirius reminisce about their past 

Request: A Sirius black x reader when you and Sirius get married and/or have a child together right after Hogwarts

A/N: First Harry Potter imagine on this blog! Yay! I hope you enjoy <3

Masterlist | read on ao3

Being a young father wasn’t what Sirius imagined when he thought about his life plan. Y/N wasn’t either if he was being completely honest. He always imagined himself a young bachelor who would charm bartenders out of free drinks or ride around his motorcycle until dawn with no hesitation. That all shifted when he met the love of his life during his fifth year. 

Sirius didn’t pay attention to people outside of his house, or, really, anyone outside of his close circle of friends. His friends were his world, and other relationships outside of the circle were jeopardizing. A new clique member could throw off the dynamic, and if worst comes to worst, break up the tight bonds they had. Sirius was not about to let that happen because he was dating some silly girl. 

In Herbology, debatably Sirius’ least favorite class, he was paired up with Y/N for a project. He had been partnered with James originally, but they goofed off in class, broke four pots, and lost the privilege to even look at each other. Y/N was the best in the class and was very well behaved, so naturally, Sirius was stuck with her. 

He thought she was shallow at first; just a know-it-all that would boss him around and get under his skin. But, as they worked together, he discovered that she was the exact opposite of that. She was sweet, funny, sarcastic, and most of all, smart. Y/N was muggleborn, yet she came to Hogwarts knowing more about the school than Sirius did. How she knew, Sirius didn’t know, but it was still impressive. Not to mention, they shared a ton of the same interests. Y/N’s father was an auto mechanic and when he showed her his bike for the first time, she knew the exact model. I helped Dad work on one of these last summer, she explained. 

The real test before asking her out, though, was how James reacted to her. James was the end-all-be-all opinion. Y/N had the boy wrapped around her finger within three minutes of meeting him. Sirius asked her to Hogsmede right then and there.

Their wedding had been quaint; only friends and Y/N’s immediate family. The meadow they chose to get married in was bustling with life, whether that was clovers and dandelions, or bumblebees and wildflowers. A nearby stream could be heard from the reception, as could frogs, and lightning bugs lit up the venue when it got dark. It was simple, fresh, and beautiful. Y/N had a gorgeous, flowing dress and a flower bouquet of sunflowers and red roses. Sirius wore a red bowtie. It was the perfect wedding to start a perfect marriage. 

Except, it wasn’t perfect. Six months after their wedding, the couple had discovered that Y/N was pregnant. The two had spoken about kids previously, but they had decided to wait many years until they started a family. They had plans to travel, to see the world, and be happy-go-lucky young adults. After many evenings of discussing what to do, the happy couple decided to be the best, most badass parents a kid could have. Not long after Sirius and Y/N, James and Lily announced that they would also be having a child. That meant the new additions to the marauders would have a built-in best friend, and that made the couples happy. While the timing wasn’t the best, due to the war, at least they weren’t alone. 

On May 15th, 1980, Y/N gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Ellie Marlene Black. She looked exactly like Sirius, with hints of Y/N. It was love at first sight for Sirius and when Y/N saw him hold her for the first time, she knew that Ellie would be daddy’s little girl. 

~

“Who knew it got cold at night,” Y/N said one summer evening as she rocked her daughter. Her and her husband were standing on their porch watching the sunset; Sirius sat comfortably in a chair with his legs spread out while Y/N paced. Ellie wasn’t falling asleep. Instead, she tugged at Y/N’s hair. 

“Well, it tends to do that every day, love,” Sirius answered, sipping on a beer and watching his girls with an amused look on his face. 

“I didn’t ask for sass, mister.” Y/N continued to bounce the one-and-then-some-year-old. 

“Ah, come on, darling. Give it up, she’s not going down.”

“Gid id up! Daddy!” Ellie reached her grubby fists towards Sirius. Sirius scooped her up and blew a raspberry on her tummy. 

“Yeah, that’s right! Give it up, Mama!” Sirius situated Ellie on his hip and kissed her cheek. 

It was interesting seeing him interact with Ellie. Here Sirius was, barely 21 with long hair, a leather jacket, piercings, and tattoos, holding a toddler that absolutely adored him. The contrast was insane. It was especially odd seeing them together when Y/N visited him at work. Sirius was an apprentice at a magical tattoo parlor in Diagon Alley, so it was always fun watching the customers’ reaction to Ellie’s precious deminer. 

“I’m going to go make us a treat, babe.” Y/N calls, opening their screendoor and walking back into their kitchen. Sirius hummed in response. A few minutes later, Y/N returns with two mugs of hot chocolate. 

“Baby, it’s the middle of August.” Ellie’s head was starting to droop and her thumb was in her mouth. 

“Yeah, so? It’s cold outside. Do you want it or not?” Y/N’s smiled ear to ear. 

“I never said I didn’t want it,” Sirius remarked back, taking the cocoa from his wife and taking a sip. The warm liquid warmed his body and left him feeling a little groggy. He stared lovingly at his wife. How did he get so lucky?

“You’re so beautiful, my love.” Sirius comments, taking a sip of the cocoa again. “You’re such a good mom, too. Ellie adores you. I adore you.”

This made Y/N flush a deep red. No matter how many times he compliments her, she still feels like the nervous school girl who was paired to do a project with him. How far they’ve come since then.

“You’re the amazing one. You work two jobs to support us...I can’t even imagine how hard that is. And the Order is so dangerous-”

“It’s all worth it to see the my two girls so happy.” Ellie was now asleep on Sirius’ chest. Her thumb was placed in her mouth and her body was limp. 

“I love you, Sirius.”

“I love you even more, my love.”

[jlalafics]

Modern Au dabble where Everlark connect on the roof of one of their houses and then cute kiss leading into ya know? Thanks! You and your books are amazing! -Zeffie ♥️♥️

Hey love! Thanks for this amazing prompt. I hope you wanted this ficlet with a good amount of spice...

Enjoy @hungergamesfangirl02 (Zeffie)!

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The moment she steps onto the roof, Peeta spots her.

She is circling the space with her roommates; the sharp-tongued woman with blunt bangs and crimson lowlights and the blue-eyed blonde wearing a crown of flowers. His roommate, Gale, had a one-night thing with the blonde. Peeta can still remember the muttered moaning of her name through the thin walls of their apartment: Madge…Madge…Madge…

Peeta drinks from his red cup, trying to quietly observe the girl in the middle. She’s wearing a cropped jean jacket and a shift burgundy dress with embroidered straps. The ankle boots lengthen her rich-colored legs and he wonders, albeit briefly, what he would see if a sudden gust of wind were to sweep through.

However, it’s summer in the city.

Balmy and warm, the sun just going down and it’s practically another day.

“Peeta!” He turns, spotting Finnick, his other roommate, and Annie, Finnick’s girlfriend. It’s his friend’s birthday and a possible engagement party. Annie doesn’t know, but Peeta and Finnick just picked up the ring from the jeweler this afternoon. “Why are you hiding in the corner?”

“You know that I’m not the party type,” he tells them with a smile. Peeta eyes his friend. “So…anything interesting going on?”

“Not quite,” Finnick responds, throwing an arm around Annie’s shoulders. “Maybe a little later.”

Peeta nods, trying to suppress his smile. It’s not often that his friend is uncertain; he’s known Finnick since they were in diapers and his bronze-haired friend has always moved forward, unafraid of what was ahead of him.

However, when it comes to Annie, the man is total mush.

“You need to circulate,” Annie tells him, her green eyes full of kind concern. “It’s been a year since Delly.”

“Who’s Delly?” comes a brash voice.

They all turn to find the woman with red hair standing before them.

And, right next to her is—

“Katniss!” Annie is rushing towards the pretty girl to give her a hug. Then she goes to Miss Blunt Bangs, embracing her as well. “Johanna!”

They all pull apart and Annie introduces them to Finnick and Peeta.

“I’ve seen you before on campus,” Finnick says to Katniss—Peeta is already in love just hearing her name. “You’re a voice major, right?”

Katniss nods. “Yup, but more song writing and composition than singing.”

“Well, you should talk to Peeta here.” Finnick waves at hand at him, clover eyes sparkling. He knows Peeta well enough to identify when he’s interested in something…or someone. “He’s exceptionally talented when it comes to playing. I don’t think there’s an instrument that he hasn’t experimented with.”

Katniss turns, grey almond-eyes on him. “I’ve seen you around before.”

“I don’t go to Juilliard,” Peeta stammers out.

“No!” She grins and he finds himself smiling back at the way her face completely blooms with loveliness. “I’ve seen you sitting on this roof. You play out here sometimes.”

“Yeah, Katniss has been mini-spying on you,” Johanna informs him.

“Really?” He eyes her and Katniss’ cheeks color—geez, now she’s even more gorgeous. “I’m flattered.”

“I actually live over there—” Katniss points to the adjacent building. It’s at few floors higher, but just enough for someone to look over and see clearly onto their roof. “—sometimes I go up to write or to look at the stars.”

“Don’t lie to the man,” her friend retorts, earning a glare. “At least tell him that you’re a little hot for him holding a guitar.”

“Johanna—” Annie thankfully interrupts. “Thresh has been looking for you.”

“I gave him a blowjob last month and he’s been hitting me up ever since,” she replies. Looking over at Katniss, Johanna winks. “Have fun with your mystery man.”

The two girls walk off, leaving Finnick, Peeta, and Katniss standing together.

“Oh!” Finnick looks around. “I think I better make sure that we still have enough ice and prepare for my birthday speech.” He pats Peeta on the back. “Have fun.”

“I don’t think I’ve seen a more obvious setup,” Katniss tells him when they’re finally alone.

“They mean well,” Peeta replies. “At least, Annie and Finnick do. Johanna is a bit of a mystery.” He looks over to the bar. “Did you want a drink?”

“Sure.” They head to the bar; Peeta tries to keep cool as Katniss joins his side. Their hands are a muscle movement away from touching and he stiffens his hand. “I’d love a Corona and lime.”

“Very summer of you,” he replies before requesting it from the bartender. “How do you know Annie?”

The bartender places the tall neck bottle, placing the lime wedge at the opening, before handing it to Katniss.

They find their way to a spot at the far corner of the party and settle down together on a lone bench. Finnick is talking to the DJ and he sees Annie talking to Madge, whose arm is around Gale’s waist. Johanna has found Thresh and they are dancing, both decently tearing up the floor.

It’s the perfect summer night.

“She works with Johanna,” Katniss explains. “I think they’re EAs for the two CEOs, so they’re always working together. I’ve known Johanna my whole life. When I found out I got into Juilliard, I didn’t hesitate to ask her to come with me. She didn’t hesitate to say yes. Her home life was less than ideal.”

“That sucks.” Real smooth, idiot. His tongue is so tied around her, but Peeta takes a breath and searches for another topic. “How about you? What’s your family life like?”

“I have one sister. Sweetest girl you’ll ever know.” Her smile goes soft and sad, lost in thought. “My Dad passed away when I was five.”

“I’m sorry.”

His hand goes unconsciously to hers resting between them. Peeta motions to pull away, but her fingers entwine with his.

Their eyes meet, silently agreeing that it feels right.

“It’s fine. He was sick for a long time,” Katniss explains. “When I was 12, my mom met Haymitch and we all kind of loved him from the start. They got married when I was 13 and have been thoroughly happy ever since.” She moves closer. “And you? Tell me about your family.”

“My Dad’s a businessman,” he starts. “Have you heard of Mellark Bakery?”

“Yeah, they have that huge factory across the bridge,” Katniss replies. “Your Dad work there?”

Peeta holds out his free hand, wondering if he should have open this can of worms. However, if this is going anywhere (is it too early to propose?), he should probably tell her about his family.

“Nice to meet you. Peeta Mellark.”

Katniss let out a laugh, putting down her Corona to shake his hand.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was meeting with a son of industry!”

“My Dad is actually pretty cool,” he tells her. “He’s always been very encouraging and supportive of me and my older brothers, Emmett and Noel. Emmett is an artist and Noel is a chef.”

“And your mother?”

“Pretty opposite.” Katniss squeezes his hand, listening intently. “She’s a society woman. Very beautiful, but very cold.”

“Oh, she is going to hate me,” Katniss replies.

Peeta grins at her words. “Already planning to meet the parents?”

“Of course. We’ve connected, you know?” she proclaims. “Now that I’ve seen you up close, there’s no going back.”

“And your family?” he counters. “Would they like me?”

“They’re going to love you,” she says, her grey eyes on him. “You seem so easy to care for.”

Peeta looks at his feet, overcome by her words. “How do you know?”

“Last month, I was coming home from school and you were walking out of your building. There was a little old woman coming out of her taxi and she seemed to be struggling to even open the door. So, you opened the door for her, and you helped her set up her walker on the sidewalk. Then, you paid for her cab and helped her inside your building. Nobody does shit like that anymore. Everyone always seems to be looking out for themselves, nowadays.”

“Mags has lived here the longest, so she’s kind of building royalty,” Peeta explains. “Also, her husband died a while back and she has no kids. The people in this building are her family and we take care of one another.”

“I like that,” Katniss tells him.

“I like you,” he blurts out. “I mean, if it hasn’t been obvious enough.”

Katniss doesn’t respond, but she shifts a little bit closer to him as she stares into his eyes.

“Do you want to get out of here?”

Peeta is intrigued by her abruptness. “What did you have in mind?”

She pulls him by his hand to stand up. He rises and their chests brush against one another. It is brief, but it is enough to light a fire in his belly at the feel of peaked nipples against his thin flannel button-down.

“We’re going stargazing.”

++++++

“For some reason, Johanna has a deal with the maintenance crew in the building,” Katniss recounts as they step onto the roof of her apartment complex. “No one else but myself, Johanna, and Madge are allowed up here.” She leads him over to a set of lounge chairs. “I don’t really know what kind of deal she cut, and I’ve never bothered to ask.”

“That’s probably for the best,” he tells her. “Are you allowed to bring people up here?”

“I’m pretty sure that Johanna and Madge have brought guys up here before.” Katniss turns to him, her eyes glowing under the light of the moon. “You are the only person that I’ve ever brought here…the only person I want to bring here.”

Peeta isn’t sure if it is the moon…or the Corona…or the heat of the night…but something dances inside his chest, telling him to go to her. Her eyes are on him, hunger so intense in them that there is nothing he could do but go to her. Katniss follows suit, marching towards him with determination.

A groan escapes her lips at the feel of him hard against her pelvis. “Peeta, please…”

They meet in the middle of the roof, breaths heavy and Katniss reaches to cup his cheek. His arm rounds her slender waist, pulling her close to let her feel what she does to him.

“What would you like?” he asks, voice roughened with need. His free hand moves along the lines of her body and she whines, pressing closer to him. “Tell me what you want, Katniss.”

“I want you to kiss me.” Katniss’ mouth grazes against him and he nearly crumbles at the feel of heat between her legs. “Then, I want you to fuck me until we both see stars.”

His mouth is on hers, slotting them together. He sucks harshly at her upper lip as her hands reach for him, holding his face in place as she bites at his lower lip. They both moan into one another, tasting lime and alcohol and the fire between them.

Katniss moves them towards one of the chairs, her hands traveling down and reaching to the buttons of his shirt as her tongue sweeps into his mouth. His own hands move to yank at her jean jacket until she shrugs it off.

“Touch me, Peeta,” she says into his mouth. His shirt has been tossed to the ground and her hands roam unabashedly against his heated skin.

Peeta reaches for the hem of her dress and Katniss complies, lifting her arms up so he could pull the dress over her head. Once it is off, he steps back and looks at the beautiful woman under the summer moon.

Every inch of her skin is caramel and Peeta licks his lips ravenously as his eyes rove over lush breasts with rosy nipples…the graceful dip of her waist…full hips…and nude mesh panties that cover a thatch of dark hair.

“You are beautiful,” he rasps.

Katniss slowly sits down on the lounger, resting back. Her chest heaves, nipples pointed in the warm air, as she waits expectantly for him.

Peeta kneels before her. Carefully, he takes her boots and places them next to the lounger. Then, he is at her center, mouthing her through the mesh and sampling the honey pleasure of her core. Her hands go to his hair, fingers running through his hair and nails scratching at his scalp as he sucks and tongues her through the scrap of nothing.

“Fuck! Peeta!” Her wails are like gold and he moans, vibrating against her cunt. “More, please!” He moves the scrap of cloth away from her quim and plunges his tongue inside her. “Oh my God!”

Part of him is thankful for the party next door, the vibration of music sheathing her cries in the air. Peeta loves the sound of her, unabashed in showing him how good she feels. Katniss pushes herself against his tongue, legs wrapping around his head as she humps his face.

He is drenched in her; his new favorite drink for a summer’s night.

Peeta’s hands move to his jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them quickly.

Pulling away, Katniss whines at the motion until she sees his pants undone. Her eyes, already smoky, have gone obsidian at the sight and he pushes his briefs down, his erection jutting out.

She sits up, one hand pressed to the seat as the other reaches to his length, wrapping her fingers around him. Her thumb moves to the mushroomed head, spreading the precum and he almost seizes at the sensation.

“You’ve given me what I want,” she tells him, her hand stroking him slowly. “What do you want?”

“I want to show you the stars,” Peeta replies, his hand reaching to her panties and she lifts her hips, letting him slide them off until it joins their pile of discarded clothing. He stands before her, reaching for the waist of his jeans and boxers before pulling them off in one motion. His shoes and socks followed, joining her boots.

He stands before her, naked and obviously wanting.

Katniss lays back, pushing herself up onto her elbows, admiring the sight before her.

“I did watch you from here,” she says, her voice strained. “You’d fiddle with your guitar and I’d fiddle myself.”

The image of Katniss, hands on herself…fingers dipping into that dripping cunt is just too much.

Peeta falls to his knees, yanking her down until ass is at the edge of the chair, the backs of her legs pressing along his front.

Then, in one motion, he thrusts roughly into her sodden quim.

The moment Peeta slides into her, her whole body growls.

He can feel her contracting around him and he begins to move, savoring the feeling of being surrounded by her slick. Peeta leans down and their lips meet, her body practically folding in half so he can taste her.

Katniss moans into their kiss, tasting her essence against his tongue as they move against one another. The chair creaks under the pressure of their fucking and he can’t imagine that it feels very comfortable.

He attempts to lift her in-between thrusts, but Katniss frantically shakes her head.

“No, just like this,” she gasps into his sweaty skin. Her legs spread away to wrap around his waist. “Won’t be long now…”

She feels too good, silk and sopping around his cock. Her grip on him is the perfect pressure and as he thrusts, Katniss arches up, bottoming out.

“Holy fuck, you’re amazing,” he groans. “There is no way in hell that I’m letting you go now.”

Hell, Peeta is already convinced that this woman with the dark waves and smoky eyes is the woman that he’s going to marry. In his mind’s eye, he already imagines her in a white dress…carrying her over the threshold of her dream home…of fucking her against every wall of the house…of filling her to the brim until she’s swollen with his child.

“Don’t let me go,” Katniss cries out, her insides beginning to flutter around him, and he juts his cock shallowly knowing that he’s going to spill inside her at any moment. “I wanted you since the moment I saw you…fuck….oh…” Her muscles pulsate around him and her pelvis rises to meet his thrusts.

Her cries are swallowed into the starry sky above them and Peeta watches her in the beauty of her climax. Her hair flows behind her, her skin glistening, and she’s smiles up, her eyes full of love.

She’s watching him, jaw clenched, as the sky above is suddenly illuminated by fireworks, creating a halo around him.

Peeta comes undone, filling her, his pelvis pressing to hers until he is spent.

After, he lays, pillowed against her chest, her hand smoothing down his mussed hair.

“I see stars…” she whispers against him.

“Annie must have said yes,” he explains. “I picked up the ring with Finnick today.”

Katniss snorts. “When Finnick does something, he goes hard.”

“So do I,” he tells her.

She kisses the top of his head. “What do you mean by that?”

“You’ll see.”

They are married three months later.

 FIN.

[mythgirlimagines]

Here’s a brand new talentswapped Myth, just for this Tuesday! Get ready to dive into to a world of fantastical beings, for you are about to meet Myth, the Former Ultimate Novelist!

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BACKSTORY AND TALENT

With a rich inner world and a love for all things creative, Myth has been destined towards the arts, ever since she could hold a pencil. Despite her rather isolated childhood, Myth had a great starting support system in the form of her parents, elder sisters, and childhood friend Wyre. While Myth had a great variety of genres in her vast collection of works and future works, her main genre is a toss-up between romance and fantasy, with both of them being really passionate interests for her. Some of her most famous works include “Whispers of the Rain”, a mystery book series centering around a ragtag team of investigators snooping around for clues centering around supernatural happenings at the summer camp they attend, and “H34RT63AT”, a speculative sci-fi fiction work on a robot society that is capable of romantic feelings and copulation. Besides being famous for her literary works, Myth is also famous for her hospitality towards her fans, despite her eccentric attitude.

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RELATIONSHIPS

Wyre Anon, Former Ultimate Idol

As well as being Myth’s childhood friend and the only one of the Anons to know about Myth’s mysterious “base personality“ (aka. the personality Myth had before she started her illustrious career), Wyre is also the leading lady of the rock-idol group, “Saurus”. The members of Saurus, but Wyre in particular, are famous for their boyish charm and wild vocal performances, which matches with their punk aesthetic and appearances. Whenever either Myth or Wyre need privacy and time away from their massive fanbases, they regularly visit each other’s houses and relax with a good book to some good ambience music. 

Outfit: A sleeveless black leather jacket over a ragged white shirt with her group‘s logo on the front, black pants with a red stripe on either side, black buckled boots.

Anon Scar, Ultimate Baseball Player

Despite her eccentric fashion and speech patterns and continual talks of an “eye of power”, Scar is famous amongst baseball fans for her strong throws and accurate bat swings. Off of the diamond and on the sidelines, Scar is commonly regarded amongst her team mates as being the “team mom”, always prepared with cold compresses and water bottles to her sore and dehydrated teammates. Despite her own eccentricities, even she is weirded out by the eccentric personalities of Myth, even if Scar considers Myth’s books amazing. Scar reminds Myth of her Fantasy persona, and wishes to combat with Scar, sword-to-bat.

Outfit: A purple and black baseball cap, a matching eyepatch on her left eye that she claims hides the “eye of power”, a white baseball uniform with a big purple “6” on the front and back, black shoes, scarf from original design.

Fusion Anon, Ultimate Fanfiction Author

Underneath the internet pseudonym of “FatherFigureFusion”, Fusion garnered fame for his well-written online stories that are beloved by mutual fans of his favorite works, whether they’d be cartoons, video games, or books. Upon finding out that one his favorite novelists is present at the Kibo-Con, this gentle giant just couldn’t hold still and wishing to bombard Myth with questions. Luckily, Myth has endless patience for her fanbase, and happily obliges to answer her underclassman’s questions. They love talking to one another about the trials and tribulations of the writing process, and regularly exchange their beta works together. 

Outfit: Same outfit from his original design, but with fandom pins all over his hoodie and backpack.

Fusion Anon II, Ultimate Detective

Being one of the most competent homicide detectives in her hometown, despite her age, Fusion II has a great eye for investigation and an analytical mindset, just like her crime-solving parents. As hard as she tries to play up the “rebellious problem child and hardened grizzled detective” image, upon finding out that her favourite mystery novelist is attending the convention that she’s attended, her inner nerd and mystery geek just springs out, much to the detective’s embarrassment. Every time Myth talks to Fusion II about on-the-job incidents, Myth gets brand-new ideas for her future mystery novels, much to the excitement of II.

Outfit: Same outfit from the original but with a white trench coat and matching fedora, as opposed to a gakuran.

Just Anon, Ultimate Swimmer

Famous amongst the athletic community for his speedy movement through the pool, Janon seems to be the complete opposite when on the land: sluggish and lethargic. If it were up to Janon, he would gladly spend the rest of his life under the sea, without any annoying paparazzi and teachers to bother him. Because of the differing domains of their talents, Janon and Myth don’t interact much with each other, but Myth could sympathise with Janon’s struggles with an adoring fanbase. What Myth doesn’t know, is that Janon is a fan of one of Myth’s fantasy books, more specifically “Attack on Aquarius”, a story on the misunderstood mersharks.

Outfit: A blue and white shark hoodie (gawr gura) with nothing but pink and blue swim trunks underneath and matching flip flops on his feet.

Sparkle Anon, Former Ultimate Martial Artist

Sparkle is commonly known in tournaments by the self-made epithet, “THE COMBATIVE QUEEN”. Despite her eccentric attitude, her sparkly fashion and her genuine belief in magical girls and childhood desire to become one, Sparkle’s prowess in martial arts is nothing to be laughed at, for she dominated tournament after tournament with her combat skills. Just like with Scar, Sparkle reminds Myth of her fantasy author personality, who Sparkle happens to be a mutual fan of. Because of the martial artist’s emotional and over-exaggerated personality, both Horror and Romance Myth‘s interactions with Sparkle lead to inevitable comic gold.

Outfit: Hair cut into a bob, a sequinned leotard with a pink to blue gradient and magical girl frills, bandages tied around her arms and legs, contacts.

Egg Anon, Former Ultimate Programmer, and Wet Sock Anon, Former Ultimate Clairvoyant

Egg and Wet Sock are as different as night and day, with Egg being energetic and all about tech, and Wet Sock being more sullen, aggressive and all about the supernatural. Despite the two differing domains of the twins‘ talents, there is one particular thing that they both have in common: their shared penchant for inserting unnecessary and cursed comments into every conversation they enter. While they love to playfully tease Myth with her cursed comments, when Myth switches to Horror Myth, they quickly submit to the true Queen of Cursed. The Queen of Cursed and her twin minions set out to spread the cursed, much to the dismay of the other Anons.

Egg’s Outfit: A green and blue tracksuit with pixelated earrings and white sneakers, glasses from original design.

Wet Sock’s Outfit: A black and white tracksuit and an ominous black cloak that goes over their head.

Curious Anon, Jr. Ultimate Lucky Student

With a passive and go-with-the-flow personality and a love for whatever is popular these days, Curious is as normal as one could get these days. In fact, winning the Hope’s Peak Middle School lottery was the most monumental event of Curious‘s entire life. Curious seems to be a people-pleaser, for they regularly flatter others and go along with what others say, which has a tendency to breed trouble. Because of Eldritch, Curious seems to be convinced that all of Myth‘s personalities are four separate people, and Myth has since given up trying to convince them, and now plays along with the separate people schtick.

Outfit: Same outfit from the original but with messier hair, patchy overalls and a clover design on their tie. 

Anon Nerd, Former Ultimate Affluent Progeny

As the most prolific child in an already prolific family, Nerd is the vicious and ambitious head of the DEXTER conglomerate, only the prime company when it comes to technology. Nerd always has at least one piece of his company’s technology on his person, just so he can blast away annoying peasant that get in his way, with Myth (Romance Myth in particular, with her alluring figure and maternal energy) being the number one target for his ire, much to the anger of her over-protective childhood friend. Myth isn’t stupid, and knows that Nerd just needs a little redemption arc to help him loosen up and realise his true feelings for her.

Outfit: Same outfit from the original. 

Eldritch Anon, Ultimate Biker Gang Leader

Mysterious sightings of a large group of helmeted people were spotted all throughout several towns in the area, and eventually they were traced back to the “Apocalypse NO” gang, a band of secret apocalypse preppers, who wish to topple the “oppressive“ government they claim to be living under. Eldritch is currently trying to indoctrinate the other Kibo-Con members into his biker gang, but only succeeded in indoctrinating Curious. Myth may not understand a good majority of Eldritch’s anti-government rambles, but she thinks that his biker gang would make for a good sci-fi plot. If only she can convince him that her alternate personalities are all the same people.

Outfit: A black motorcycle helmet that covers his face, an entirely black jumpsuit, spiky black boots, and a red scarf.

Dream Anon, Ultimate Soldier

Seeing Dream in person and hearing about her talent would leave one feeling shocked and confused. When you look at this bouncy, cheery, and childish little lass, you would never guess that she is a master at piloting tanks and aiming fire at foreign combat enemies. Now that she is off of the battlefield and into a school environment, she’s trying her best to adapt from the life of warfare that she was forced into at a young age. Myth may be no expert on warfare, but she did her research and even she knows that being exposed to such violence at that age can’t be good for a young girl’s mind, no matter how many times Dream denies it.

Outfit: A barrette that resembles a sniper’s scope, a dark brown sleeveless parka over a camo hoodie, blue jorts, and black army boots.

Iris Anon, Jr. Ultimate Fashionista

Iris has had a passion for fashion ever since she was little, and with that passion, came a passionate following of like-minded people. With a belief that there is no such thing as a “fashion curse”, Iris carries herself with confidence and optimism that can be seen, even in pictures. When Myth first met Iris, the first thing the fashion icon did was compliment Myth’s patchy hand-me-down jacket, and how it went well with her otherwise high-class appearance, and that compliment makes Myth smile, just by thinking about it. Iris also appreciates how, just by a little change to her hair and jacket style, Myth can almost become a different person.

Outfit: A white beret on her head, a white jacket with a pink trim over a pink t-shirt and matching shorts, white boots, glasses and barrettes from original design. 

Purple Anon, Ultimate Gambler

Despite looking and acting shy and innocent, in a good majority of situations, Purple is a mastermind, when it comes to the underground hive of gambling. With a hard-to-read expression and vocabulary, Purple is an enigma, even amongst her fellow gamblers. Fortunately, because of her talent, Myth can understand exactly what the verbose gambler is trying to say to her. According to the gambler, Purple came from a formally-wealthy family that lost all of its riches, and Purple resorted to gambling in order to win her family’s riches back. Needless to say, Myth both feels sorry for Purple and inspired to write a brand-new story.

Outfit: A black scarf with a card suit motive that makes her expressions harder to read, a black vest over a red tie and purple dress shirt, a black skirt, leggings and shoes from original design.

This series centers around an “eccentric” novelist, as she gains inspiration from the colorful individuals around her, and weirding the colorful individuals out with her odd personalities.

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APPEARANCE

Myth normally keeps her purple-dyed hair that reaches to her mid-back down, only to tie it up in different styles, depending on which “personality” takes over. As for clothing, Myth wears a brown and patchy jacket that belonged to her father, and has writing supplies stashed in her massive pockets, over a black vest with blue outlines, which in turn, is over a white dress shirt and a pink necktie. Myth wears a skirt that’s the same color as her vest, baggy gyaru-style socks and black loafers. 

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PERSONALITY

The odd part about Myth’s personality and appearance is that it shifts, depending on what the genre of her latest work is, which, according to Myth, is meant to be “getting into the genre” and a sort of immersion/method acting. 

Her personalities and genres go as followed:

Romantic!Myth: Wears her hair in a side plait, switches to contact lenses and ties her jacket around her waist. Carries herself with an almost maternal air. Very teasy and flirtatious, and loves to toy with others, gives off serious “Ara, ara!” vibes. A massive sucker for suckers.

Fantasy!Myth: Wears her hair in a ponytail and wears her jacket like a cape. The “Chuuni” of the personalities, acting like a ruler of a fantasy land and refers to others by similar fantasy-esque terms.

Horror!Myth: Puts her hair into pigtails, lets some of her bangs down and slouches down. The most cursed and pessimistic of the personalities, interested in the supernatural and prone to adding horrific and cursed comments to any conversation, much to the dismay of the Brain Cells.

Mystery!Myth: Pops the collar of her jacket, so it resembles a trench coat, puts her hair into a bun and wears a white fedora, so she basically resembles Carmen Sandiego. Very calm, pensive and analytical, and all about the academia aesthetic, acting like a hardcore and grizzled detective. Also a massive sucker for suckers.

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I have a feeling that you would enjoy this talentswap, considering this is one of your dream careers! Let me know what you think of this swap!

-Fusion Anon

[older-brother-kit]

The Sibling Matchmakers Club

Welcome everyone to my new TSC fic, and multichapter one this time! A huge thank you to all of you who supported me, I really love you guys <3

Here’s the link on AO3 :)

James, Lucie, and Mina meet at a summer camp and discover they're siblings. They each live in a different place with a different parent, but they don't want to stay separated any longer and become determined to get their parents back together. Soon enough Kit, Mina's adopted brother, gets in on it, but there's a major complication: Zara Dearborn with an engagement ring. A Parent Trap AU for Herongraystairs!

Chapter 1: What Could Happen?

“Mom, do I really have to go?” James asked, fiddling with his short sleeves. His backpack was big for an eleven year old, but James was too stubborn to bring a suitcase after insisting he could fit everything into one bag.

His mother gave him a look. “James,” she scolded gently, “We’re already at the airport.”

James Gray really did not want to go to summer camp. His mom thought that it would be good for him, but to him it was pointless. A summer camp was a place for outdoor activities and meeting new people, while James would much rather curl up with a book than be forced to do “bonding games” with a bunch of strangers. 

James sighed and turned the corner as they continued to walk to his gate. “I still don’t know why you signed me up for this. Don’t you want me to be home for the summer?” 

He saw his gate and was about to elbow his mom and point to it, but she stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him. “Jamie,” Tessa Gray said, her hand soft on his shoulder. She was looking him in the eyes, and James was surprised to see the concern in them. She was the only one that he ever allowed to call him Jamie. “Of course I’d love to spend all summer with you.” She paused, as if trying to find the right words. “But I’m worried about you. There’s Cordelia of course, but aside from her you don’t have many friends. I know summer camps can be good for that, and when I looked into Camp Clover a lot of people said it was perfect for meeting new people and finding new interests. Can’t you try it out, just this once?”

James could never say no to his mom. “Okay,” he mumbled, because he still didn’t want to go but he’d tolerate it just for her. “I’ll try to have fun.”

Tessa beamed, and she ruffled his hair before grabbing his hand and leading him to the seats at his exit gate. “Good, I’m glad.”

James was going to be flying independently for the first time in his life, and he was secretly feeling a little anxious about it. His mom had made sure everything was taken care of for his flight to Kansas and that the flight attendants would look out for him, but it was still nerve-wracking. 

He and his mom sat down next to each other, and he leaned his head on her shoulder. “I bet nothing exciting will happen,” he mumbled into the fabric of her shirt, and she laughed. 

Maybe camp wouldn’t be too bad.

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“Where are my sandals?!”

“By the door!”

“No they’re not, I checked three times-- and now I can’t find my hairbrush!”

Lucie Herondale had never been great at managing her time. There had been many instances of her planning to write for an hour, only to stop and discover it had been three instead. She also tended to wake up late for school, though her papa usually got her to school before she could be counted as late.

Not that her papa was good at managing his time either.

“Lucie, do you have my keys?” Will Herondale yelled from across their apartment, but Lucie was too busy looking through her closet to answer.

“Yes!” she whispered to herself as she spotted her favorite pair of sandals, and she quickly put them on. She was looking for her hairbrush when she heard Will call her again.

“Lucie, we’re going to be late!” 

Yeah, obviously. They had talked for a week about how they couldn’t be late to the airport, but then Will slept through his alarm and Lucie forgot to turn hers on. Lucie was going to be flying by herself, but her papa had assured her that everything would go smoothly.

Will tended to be a little over-protective sometimes, and Lucie knew that it was a miracle her papa had finally agreed to send her to summer camp. She’d been begging for the past couple years to go to one after watching a movie about it, but he had been against the idea of spending a month without his daughter. Lucie knew he would miss her, and she would miss him of course, but she was excited for Camp Clover. She’d wanted something exciting and filled with adventure recently, and she couldn’t wait for all the new people she’d meet and all the new activities she’d get to do. Plus, she’d probably come up with a lot of good material for a story about kids at a summer camp.

“I found your hairbrush,” Will said loudly, and Lucie turned around to find him standing there holding up her hairbrush proudly. He had the hairbrush in one hand, and his keys in the other.

“Thank you Papa,” Lucie said, and pulled him down so that she could kiss his cheek. “Can we leave now?”

Will’s eyes widened. “Right,” he said hastily, then started speed-walking to the door. Lucie shoved her hairbrush into her suitcase before doing the same. “Come on, we have to hurry to the airport.” 

They both jogged to the car, and Lucie put her suitcase in the backseat before climbing into the passenger seat and putting her seatbelt on. Will was already in, and he started the car the second she buckled up.

“You think we’ll make it?” Lucie asked.

Her papa smiled as he slammed on the gas. “Oh, we’ll make it alright. We always do.”

He wasn’t wrong. Although the two of them tended to get ready last minute, they were rarely ever late to things. 

��Are you excited for camp?” Will teased. Lucie had been talking about how much she was looking forward to Camp Clover for weeks, ever since her papa agreed to sign her up for it this summer.

Lucie laughed. “You already know I am.”

Will rested a hand on hers and shot her a quick glance. “I’ll miss you,” he declared, and Lucie felt a pang shoot through her heart. 

“I’ll miss you too,” Lucie told him, and she meant it.

She really loved her papa, but she had to go to camp. She told anybody who asked that she wanted the adventure and new experiences, which was true, but there was another reason why Lucie wanted to go to camp that she hadn’t mentioned to anyone. 

Lucie didn’t really have any friends. She had a lot of people that she was friendly with, but no one that seemed to consider her an actual friend. It could get lonely, being at school and knowing that none of the people she was talking to would hang out with her if she wasn’t their classmate. Lucie had never told Will about this and didn’t plan to, but she longed to make friends at Camp Clover. Just one friend, she thought. I hope I can at least make one good friend. 

As she held her papa’s hand, she daydreamed about the kinds of people she would meet at camp. Who knew, maybe she’d make two good friends. 

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Kit sighed for the third time in a row. “I can’t believe the flight was delayed,” he said, and her dad shot Kit an amused look.

Mina Carstairs had arrived with her family at the airport an hour early, only for her flight to Kansas to be delayed by an hour. 

Her dad always liked to be early for things, and he had woken her and Kit up early in the morning. While Mina was fine with waking up before 10 am, Kit was definitely not a morning person. Her brother had complained, but he had also insisted on going with them to the airport to see Mina off. 

Kit wasn’t related to Mina by blood, but he was her brother in every sense of the word. Jem Carstairs had adopted Kit when the boy was ten, and Mina had been four at the time. She could barely remember life without him. Her dad had said that they’d loved each other instantly, and Mina supposed that was true. Kit could be annoying sometimes, but he was the best big brother in the universe.

“It’s not that bad,” Mina said quietly, smiling at her family. 

She had been nervous about flying on her own, but Kit had experience in flying alone from when he was younger and had told her what the process would be like. Jem also let her know he would make sure it went well, and that nothing bad would happen. 

Mina knew that she was going to miss them, but she also didn’t regret deciding to go to camp. She didn’t feel particularly strong about going to Camp Clover, but she knew that if she didn’t try out a summer camp at least once then she’d regret it. Her good friend Tavvy had gone to one once, and told her all about it. Mina was a very curious person, and her dad had always encouraged her to try new things. Mina’s passion was the violin, but it wouldn’t hurt to try some outdoor activities for a while. 

Kit shivered, and Jem gave him another look. “I told you to bring a jacket,” he said, and Mina was glad that she at least listened and brought one. The airport had the air conditioning on full blast, and the place was chilly despite the scorching hot weather outside. 

“I forgot how cold airports were,” Kit replied, pouting slightly. “You didn’t happen to bring an extra jacket did you?”

Her dad shook his head as he grabbed at the bag he’d brought with him, but he was clearly smiling. “I had a feeling,” he said, tugging out a bright yellow sweater with the words Prince Charming written on it in hot pink cursive lettering.

Kit’s disgusted look said it all. “Why did you bring that sweater? I thought I threw that away!”

The sweater had been a gag gift from Kit’s best friends Livvy and Ty, and Livvy had laughed until she could barely breathe when Kit first laid his eyes upon it and looked back at them with horrified eyes. Kit told everyone at the birthday party that he was going to donate it the very next day, but he never did. He usually kept it deep in a drawer or his closet, though Mina had the tendency to snoop around and find it. Personally, she thought it was cute, and liked to wear it sometimes when she was lounging around the house. It fit more like a dress on her, considering her ten year old body was much smaller than Kit’s sixteen year old one, but it was soft and came with fond memories.

“You say that every time you see it,” Mina chimed in. “Even though you always keep it in your room.”

Kit narrowed his eyes at her. “Shhh,” he stage-whispered, bringing up a hand to shield his face from Jem. “That’s supposed to be a secret.”

Mina giggled, and Kit looked satisfied before catching sight of the sweater again and cringing. 

“I made sure to bring an extra one, just for you,” Jem said, his eyes sparkling. Not many people saw this mischievous side of her dad, but it was one of Mina’s favorite things about him. Kit shivered again, and Jem held the sweater up higher with a teasing smile. 

“Fine,” Kit sighed, accepting his fate and taking the sweater from Jem with only his thumb and index finger. He carefully put it on, then pulled at the bright yellow sleeves. “This clashes with my hair,” Kit said, and Mina had to agree. His curly blond hair and the sweater’s blinding shade of yellow did not go well together. 

The three of them settled in and relaxed for a bit, Kit scrolling on his phone while Mina and Jem played a few games of tic-tac-toe on a notebook Mina had brought. 

“Are you looking forward to camp?” her dad asked after a while, and Mina shrugged. 

“I guess so,” she answered, looking down at her legs kicking back and forth. “I wanted to try it out, just once.”

“I’m sure you’ll have fun,” Jem said, his voice encouraging. When Mina turned to look at him, he smiled and gently laid a hand on top of her head. “And make many new friends, because they’d all be crazy not to love you.”

Mina blushed and looked to her hands. “Yeah, yeah.” she mumbled. “I know, I’ll be the coolest ten year old there.”

Her dad laughed, the sound surprisingly loud. “Now you sound like Kit,” he explained. His face was bright, and Mina thought of how much she would miss him when she went to camp.

Kit’s head perked up. “What about me?”

“Nothing at all,” Jem said, shaking his head with a smile. Kit looked suspiciously at him. 

“We were talking about your sweater,” Mina interjected. “And how we should take a picture to show Ty and Livvy later.” 

Kit’s eyes widened. “You better not. I swear if you took a picture-” Kit frantically started to take the sweater off, and Jem jumped forward in his seat to reassure Kit that they hadn’t done anything and he should keep the sweater on before he got cold again.

Mina would miss her family, but she was curious about having a summer camp experience. We’ll see, she thought, before joining her dad in convincing her brother to keep his sweater on. Maybe something really interesting will happen.

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[whitleyschn33]

RWBY Volume 8 Episode One: Quick Thoughts

Or not so quick, seeing how long it took me to write this and how much I ended up having to say. Spoilers (duh) under the cut, as this thing got insanely long.

So we open with a maid scrubbing a floor, a shot that lasted long enough I was starting to wonder where it was going before we cut to Cinder. So, Cinder backstory - interesting way to open the volume, but I’m not sure if it’s a good way. At the very least, I would have cut it a couple seconds, or have it flash between Cinder’s face and the flashback. Same information, but given in a quicker manner that lets us know exactly what we’re seeing instead of wonder who this random maid is for 10 seconds.

Whale aircraft carrier. The design is interesting, if looking a bit too clean for my taste. I would’ve liked to see the bones and muscles of the Grimm incorporated into the design a bit more, the surfaces less smooth and more textured, but it looks good.

Facial acting on Neo is good - I appreciate being able to see what’s running through her head, even if it also makes me wonder why Salem isn’t picking up on the obvious tells.

Emerald and Mercury are back and with new outfits; I can hear the diehard EmMerc fans screaming from here. Would’ve liked a better look at the whole outfits (I don’t think there’s even one close up of their entire bodies), but I like Mercury’s! Emerald’s model feels off to me for some reason, like it’s wider or more padded (?) than before, but it’s not a big deal and is probably just a result of her wearing a jacket now.

Oh, yeah, Hazel got one too, don’t care.

Why does the whale have a screen? A connection to one of those seer orb Grimm?

Cinder is still not interesting to me, but I am curious - can one woman hold multiple maiden powers? What happens if one woman holds them all? If they can hold multiple powers, what happens when they die? Do they both/all go to the same person, or would they split?

I like the Faunus that gives Oscar the soup. His design is pretty cute to me (I think he’s a mole Faunus?), and I feel like he’s based on something, but I’m not sure what. Getting a Narnia vibe for some reason, which I’m always on board for.

How did Ruby know where Oscar ended up? Did he call? 

Weiss’s braid looks much better! I’m still not a huge fan of it, but this model is an enormous improvement - it actually looks like hair instead of rope, it’s slicker, and doesn’t look as heavy. Nice job, animators. Blake’s looks better, too, more fluffy, but it’s not as drastic a change to me.

Nice to see the Happy Huntresses actually doing something to help Mantle, and having Joanna(? that’s her name, right?) take charge and be helping Ruby get Oscar back in exchange for their aid is nice. It feels realistic for a situation like this.

And more secret keeping, but in this case, dropping the Oz bombshell would actually probably be a bad idea. There’s enough going on, bringing up Oz being back can wait until tensions aren’t as high.

Why would Ironwood stop evacuation? That makes no sense for his character, and there’s no reason to stop them. Until he gets Penny back, Atlas isn’t going anywhere. Might as well keep evacuating until you can find here, get as many people to safety as possible before getting away. I’d assume the Doylist answer for this is that Mantle still needs to be a factor in any decisions made after this and it can’t be that if we can get everyone evacuated, but that doesn’t make the Watsonian explanation make more sense.

Actually a good plan, getting everyone into the crater if it is in fact warm (why, I wonder? Thermal vents? Heat coming off of Atlas?) solves the cold problem (that people should’ve probably already died from) and having to defend one smaller location is strategically a good option. Corralling people would also make any eventual evac to Atlas easier. There is the small problem of, you know, Atlas literally crushing anyone in the crater if the staff is used on anything else, and Salem is known to be after that Staff, sooooooo -

Okay, maybe a nitpick, but I thought Pierto’s specialty was prosthetics and robotics. Doesn’t seem like something that necessarily overlaps with what’s needed to convert Amity into a satellite. I guess maybe the engine/whatever is going to propel it into the air could be similar to Penny’s boosters/whatever lets her fly, but it doesn’t seem like something that he would be involved in raising Amity. Whatever - I know we need a scientist person to tell these things to RWBY+Co and Pierto is the most likely candidate to be in a position to do that.

It seems like, from Ruby’s dialogue, she both wants to warn the other kingdoms and ask for their help. This has been trampled to death, so I won’t rant, but - there is no one that’s going to be able to help. Argus is hours away, will take time to assemble, and isn’t a very large force to begin with. Mistral is still weakened from V5 and has next to no huntsman, and is even farther than Argus. No idea what’s going on with Vale, but they’re probably still nursing their wounds from the Fall. Vacuo is the only kingdom likely to be able to muster up a force, but they’re on the other side of the map and will take hours, if not days, to get together an army - and that’s if they decide they want to help at all. The other objective was warning the Kingdoms about Salem. Ignoring that Salem is immortal and can just throw as many Grimm as she pleases until the defenses fall, ignoring that the other Kingdoms might not even believe Ruby, what’s to say they won’t go “F*ck Atlas, they’re on their own” and recall every available Huntsman and Huntress to shore up their own defenses? Or what if the other kingdoms just fall into anarchy? Learning an immortal witch with an endless supply of Grimm will come knocking on your doorstep soon tends to cause chaos. Or is Ruby going to leave the whole immortal part out again? I just can’t see what this will accomplish.

Holy shit, it’s actually happening. Dissent from WBY, and it’s coming from Yang of all people - I love it. I wish Yang had gotten to finish her sentence, say something along the lines of “Maybe if we’d told the truth immediately things wouldn’t have gone this way” since that would fit with her “hate secrets” thing she had going on in V5/6, but the fact that Yang is actually questioning Ruby’s leadership and choices - yes yes yes, more of that please, less of the hive mind. I wish it’d come a little earlier, but at this point I’ll take what I can get.

I’m slightly confused at the sides that Ren and Nora are taking here. I like that we’re splitting them up here (we never get to see them separated, and after last volume, I am more than on board with letting Ren get some breathing room), but Ren going with Yang, Jaune, and Oscar to help evacuate Mantle while Nora goes on the “bigger picture” team to get Amity up and running seems weird considering where they were last volume. Nora was always screaming about how the big picture stuff was hurting Mantle, while Ren was pushing to keep training, keep working, support Ironwood and try and work at the big picture problem, so it would seem like they should be on opposite sides. I’m not saying it makes no sense - I can absolutely see Ren feeling protective of towns under attack from Grimm with no Huntsmen in their corner - but it feels like a bit of a 180 from their last positions. 

Did Oscar just call Jaune “John”?

Yeah, if nothing else, don’t let Penny get anywhere near Salem or her cronies. Salem can absolutely not be allowed to get her hands on the Staff, especially with the whole “get everyone to the crater” plan. Squish.

Yang and Blake splitting up, maybe we can actually get some conversations on what the hell is up with them that we should have gotten in V6/V7 instead of petty showing off and Nora projecting.

“But what about Mantle?” “Oh, I’m helping Mantle.” with the same thing you spent all last volume complaining about. Uh-huh, that’s not annoying.

Weiss has an idea on how to get up to Atlas - Winter’s ship, maybe? That one she came in on in V3 was her personal ship, wasn’t it?

Ironwood calls Penny. From the music, it sounds like they were aiming for foreboding and manipulative, but Ironwood just sounds tired, the poor man. Love how Ruby doesn’t even try for a comeback for Ironwood’s argument, really convincing.

Dead Clover, and I hope that he stays that way, because if he’s brought back to life, so much of V6′s themes of life and death and the natural cycle is just going to be spit on (again). Clover is dead, and there should be no way around that save interference from a literal god. Any attempt at bringing him back needs some kind of drawback - some prevision of life, a body that moves but his soul isn’t there, something, please RT, don’t double back on your “Death is permanent” thing again.

And Ironwood did lose his arm completely. It’s an awesome looking prosthetic, but the fact that it’s black when the rest of his prosthetics are silver, combined with the comments made by the CRWBY about Ironwood’s humanity, make me very afraid they’re going to go for some sort of bullshit parallel to Cinder’s black Grimm arm. I do like the orchestral version of Hero playing here, though.

I like Winter’s new hair style - similar enough to her previous one, but looser. Not exactly happy about what that might symbolize, but it looks really good. It looks like she might have nerve damage, though, which would mean she might be off the battlefield until she can get her hands (hah) on some sort of brace to help her move her hands (which might be hinted at in the OP~)

I do really like Ironwood and Winter’s relationship, please don’t f*ck it up, CRWBY.

Is the only thing CRWBY knows how to do to make Ironwood seem like the bad guy shoot people for no goddamn reason? Ironwood was surrounded by loyal soldiers after declaring martial law, there was no reason for him to not just order Slate detained (that one was Slate, right? Not that it matters). The man’s annoying and probably in cahoots with Jacques, but shooting him is out of character, excessive, and makes no sense when he could just be arrested. “It shows he’s slipping -” No. It’s lazy writing meant for shock value and to give characters a reason to go “Oh, he’s going evil now, I better question my loyalty to him” (based on the look Winter and Harriet share) rather than any actual flaw in his plans maybe because CRBY realized that Ironwood’s plans are rational and the best one on the table right now, so they can’t use that to turn people against him. F*ck that.

Salem sends a bloodhound or whatever after Oscar, we already saw this bit in the trailers. No comment.

TLDR: Once again, RWBY sets up a lot of stuff that I find interesting and want to see more of. However, their treatment of Ironwood doesn’t make me optimistic for them to treat him right, and RWBY has a track record of setting up good concepts/plots/characters/arcs and then failing to execute them well or at all. We’ll have to see if V8 actually lives up to the promise or falls flat due to the issues that plagued V6 and V7 .

Going to make a whole new list for the OP because dear Lord, this thing is dense.

This song is definitely more in line with RWBY’s usual sound than Trust Love, and I’m all for that. The beat is a little hinky to me - it’s going to take a few re-listens to get used to it - and once again I wish the lyrics were clearer, but I know people that weren’t as happy with V7′s sound will be happy with this return to form.

Establishing shots of Mantle going to hell, nice use of red and contrast, but I wish there was a bit more use of shadow to really sell the red coming from fires and emergency lights.

Ruby standing alone, turning to find the others standing at the ready to fight, but away from her and with their backs turned. Any chance of more dissent? Will we actually get some growth from Ruby, in regards to her leadership in particular? We can only hope.

The four girls, on a blackish/blue background with floating warm lights, with images of their V1 selves in their clothes/hair/weapons. I really love the animation in the portion, the girls look so good. It also makes me wish we’d get some sort of flashback to V1-3, because I want more of their Beacon designs in the new animation style. The fact that this background/setting shows up again later in the trailer makes me wonder if it might be what the interior of the Atlas vault looks like. No basis for that, just a random thought. Couple minor nitpicks, focused on Yang. The fact that she’s the only one not in a more dynamic pose (and this is Yang of all people) seems odd, and the way her hair flows looks weird to me based on the angles and whatnot. Putting her in a different pose like a charge would fix this, letting her hair flow more naturally and giving them the space they need to to add in her past self. Otherwise, gorgeous. 

Ironwood with Atlas inside him, slowly being overtaken by the red as he looks up. No real comment other than beautiful.

Clover dropping his pin, with the AceOps and Qrow in the leaves, before transitioning to Qrow taking Robyn’s hand in prison. It looks like Harriet will be taking over as team leader. I don’t have a lot to say here - Marrow’s the only AceOp I’m interested in, and Qrow and Clover’s relationship has never been compelling for me. Robyn, similarly, is not a character I like, so a Qrow/Robyn team-up jailbreak isn’t something that I’m interested in unless Watts is involved. Already teamed up with one villain, Qrow, why stop there?

Oscar in pain holding his head, while Grimm eyes surround him and then Salem with wyvern wings comes out and looms over him preparing to grab him. I like the visual of Salem as the Wyvern at Beacon, but her face looks almost doofy in this shot. I think it’s the lack of expression mixed with the eyes. If she had a more menacing expression, I think this would work a lot better.

The falling weapons of the girls, Crescent Rose with Myrtenaster and Gambol Shroud with Ember Celica. Cue the shippers.

Jaune with his sword in front of his face, pulling it down to be at the ready, with Nora and Ren in the far background, their backs turned on each other but looking sad at their positions. I know Jaune’s thing is probably generic, but it gives me Mulan vibes, which is funny considering. Hey, hint that Martial Arcs will become canon now that Renora is on the rocks? fingers crossed More of Ren and Nora’s rough patch, and I really hope that that gets some focus. Their kiss last volume left a bad taste in my mouth with how it went down, and getting into these two as separate characters and their relationship. Ren not requiting Nora’s romantic feelings towards him would be a really interesting place to go with these characters that everyone’s pegged together since episode 4 (in no small part due to their lack of interaction with anyone else, but I’ll get to that). 

Winter and Weiss walking towards each other on the Schnee symbol, passing each other by with Winter getting her new hairstyle and a brace of some sort. She’s actually wearing this brace in the hospital, but on the other arm, while now it’s on the arm she couldn’t bend her fingers with. Interesting, and it looks all looks really good!

The Schnee snowflake falls between Whitley and Willow, before shattering onto a chessboard. YESSSS, Whitley’s in the intro again! That’s more than I could’ve hoped, and I really really hope that him looking contemplatively like that means something - that’s he’s figuring things out, coming up with a plan, something! Still no new design though T-T CRWBY, what do I have to do to get my boy some new clothes?

From the chessboard, Salem rises up, turning the other black pieces into Grimm to attack the white where Ironwood stands. His pieces turn to dust, the board blowing away entirely. Nice callback to V1. Ironwood stands alone - no allies, and no space to move forward. He’s a king with nowhere to move - check or checkmate. 

Smug Watts hacking while leaning against a mirror, rotates to show Pierto doing the same, his reflection looking over its shoulder at him, then a pan to Penny to show the same thing before the mirror breaks. I’m not sure what this might symbolize. Inability to trust yourself, maybe?

A snowflake flies through the air and lands in Ren’s palm. It turns into a flower petal, (or scraps his hand, I can’t quite tell) then Yang, Jaune, and Oscar join him, Ren smiling to Jaune. Another flower petal flies by to transition to Nora, who reaches out but can’t catch it, looking dismayed until RWBP comes in to join her. I assume the symbolism is straight-forward - the snowflake turns to a petal when caught by Ren (lotus guy), then flies to Nora who can’t catch it. Really living for the Ren focus in the op~

Pans to a shot of the whole group in the middle of everything - Atlas and Mantle overrun with Grimm on one side, Salem’s whale and Grimm army on the other, and Amity in the middle, which Penny flies up to hover below. Penny is going to be vital to launching Amity, and probably for reasons other than the terminal.

Then Ruby and Yang looking at each other with a smile and nod before the girls jump into fighting some Grimm. Interesting bit when the volume opens with the sisters starting to have disagreements.

The entire thing freezes, Cinder strolling cockily past the crew to walk in front of a bored/disgruntled Neo and Emerald who starts to wave but looks dejected when Cinder ignores her. Not much to say here - I don’t really like the freeze frame for some reason, no idea why. This also doesn’t give us any new info on the dynamics between these three characters.

Cinder grabs her Grimm arm in pain as fire flares up behind her, transitioning into Merc, Tyrian, Hazel, and Salem with the lamp in her eyes, transitioning to the lamp and staff twirling around each other, both emitting smoke like they’re being used as they come together. I wonder if this means that the last question and the Staff are going to be used, and maybe together? Once again, though - Atlas falling, people in the crater die.

Smoke clears up to reveal Ruby, looking up to Atlas first in invasion mode, then peaceful. Turn to a shot of the group standing looking to the left, Yang and Ruby looking like they’re posed but the others just kind of standing there. It’s a weird shot, and I’m not sure what to make of it, honestly.

The ice breaks beneath Ruby’s feet, sending RWBY falling into a void, their bodies trailing those lights that we saw before. Ruby opens her eyes to see the brightest light, the Staff. She reaches out to it, but Grimm paws and hands drag her down. V6 callback?

The word Happy? flashes only to be crossed out, a sketchy Grimm roaring, then the words Ever then Never as it’s crossed out, with a sketchy Penny lifting her head and her eyes then face going red, then the words After Again being crossed out. I’m not really of the words - I think it’s going for a Happily Ever After Happy? Never Again thing, but there’s no Happily that I can see, and it just kind of comes across as a bit emo to me. I like the sketches of the Grimm and Penny - I think it might be a Wyvern Grimm or something like that, and the red spreading from Penny’s eyes to her entire outline is interesting. I wonder if it’s connected to the Maiden powers and how she’ll use them.

Sketches of RWBY’s weapon fall into the snow, Crescent Rose falling with the tip stuck in the snow, then a flash and a pull out to Crescent Rose in the snow in full animation, framed by the broken moon as rose petals fly by with the “Created by Monty Oum” credit appears. I really like this as a reference to the Red trailer, and compared to the very cluttered ending shot of V7, this is a nice change of pace.

I like this OP. It’s definitely above V7′s for me, with a good song and some beautiful animation in it’s visuals. If I had to criticize it, I would say that it feels very long and cluttered. My breakdown of the opening feels as long as everything I mentioned in the actual episode. I realize one was going almost shot by shot, while the other summarized, but the point still stands that this things feels longer than it needs to be (I’d have to check time stamps to see if it is actually significantly longer).

A more promising start, all in all, than I’d hoped for. Things irritate me for sure, Ironwood’s treatment, Ruby’s plan, all that stuff, but I know I would have those bones to pick going in. The shake-up of the usual teams and the promise of inter-group conflict is enough to get me to want more, and I look forward to seeing how my favorite characters will be utilized. 

What are your thoughts on the episode? Reblog and comment down below, and we’ll start a convo.

Until next time~

[heart-inked]

Warning: really long post I made because I’m bored, if you’re not bored you’re allowed to skip.

BOLD WHAT APPLIES TO YOU

You are female

You received a gift on Valentine’s Day

You have been hit on at work

You have watched someone shoplift

You have eaten simply out of boredom

You are ticklish

You have thrown up in a public place

You had something remind you of your ex that made you miss them

You have been out of the country within the last six months

You have been a designated driver

You have played spin the bottle

You have played strip poker

You have been skinny dipping

You have been TP’d

You have been in a cemetery at midnight

You have made a prank phone call

You have pretended to be your mom/dad on the phone

You have snuck into a movie without paying

You have stolen a street sign of some sort

You have been to Walmart in the past 24 hours

You drive a blue vehicle

You have a some point in time had blonde highlights

You have liked someone and never told them

You have told someone you liked them and was rejected

You have been liked someone you didn’t expect

Your parents are divorced

Both or one of your parents are now married to different people

Your grandma is over 80

You have a tattoo most people don’t know about

You have a tattoo

You have a tramp stamp

You have a tribal tattoo

You have piercings other than your ears

You have your nose pierced

You have your belly button pierced

You have a Monroe piercing

You have gauges that stretch your ear lobes - not anymore but I used to

You have had a crush on a sibling’s friend

You have had a crush on a friend’s sibling

You work 30+ hours a week if school counts towards it

You have received a phone call within the last hour

You were named after someone else

You were born between April & September of your birth year

You were born before 1994

You were born before 1990

You were born before 1986

Your last name has more than five letters

Your last name begins with a ‘C’

Your last name begins with an ‘L’

Your last name begins with an ‘S’

Your middle name begins with a ‘N’

Your middle name begins with an ‘R’

Your middle name begins with a ‘D’

Your first name begins with a ‘B’

Your first name begins with a ‘H’

Your first name begins with a ‘Z’

You prefer taking showers to taking baths

You haven taken a foreign language class

You have taken an art class

You have taken a music class

You own a denim jacket

You own a pair of skinny jeans

You own something tie dyed

You own a ‘little black dress’

You have had to have your pet put to sleep

You know someone who had a late miscarriage

You know someone under 20 who passed away from cancer

You know someone with an eating disorder

You know someone who cuts

You have had your hair down to your waist

You have shaved your head

You have had a mohawk

You have dyed your hair blue

You would get your nipples pierced for $100

You would kiss someone 20 years older than you for $50

You would drink a bottle of hot sauce for $20

You have gone to a dance without a date

You know five people under twenty with children

You have considered joining the military

You are in the military

You are out of high school

You are an Aries

You are a Saggittarius

You are a Pisces

You can tie a cherry stem in a knot with your tongue

You have dated someone who had a child

You have dated someone five year younger than you

You have dated someone five years older than you

You have dated a friend’s ex

You have been in a relationship longer than three years

You are currently single

You are currently engaged

You have kissed someone last New Years

You have worked on a Christmas Eve

You have worked 3rd shift

Your school mascot is an animal

You are wearing something red

You have been to the doctor in the past 3 months

You have been cheated on

You have been told you have beautiful eyes

You have burned yourself with a curling iron/straightner

You have gotten the urge to cry at a random moment

You know how to cook well

You hate having to get up any earlier than noon

You are a night owl

You are a morning person

You have flashed someone

You have an older brother

You have a younger sister

You have a half sibling

You know sign language

You have been to Chicago

You have been to Las Vegas

You have been to Miami

You live in Arkansas

You live in Texas

You have ridden in a small vehicle with 10+ people crammed in it

You have been somewhere and had your ride leave without you

You have accepted a ride home from someone you barely knew

You were in a relationship at this time one year ago

You were in a relationship six months ago

You were in a relationship one month ago

You have bought helium balloons just to make funny noises with them

You have gotten a speeding ticket

You own a t-shirt that supports your favorite band

You have won free tickets to a concert

You have won money from scratch-off cards

You have bought cigarettes when you were underage

You use hairspray daily

You have argued with someone today

You believe in love at first sight

You are a vegan

You have played with an Ouija board

You have visited somewhere said to be ‘haunted’

You drive a vehicle newer than 2006

You own a digital camera

You have taken photographs of yourself simply because you were bored

If you could you’d spend a week in the 1920s

You would rather vacation over a ski resort than a beach house

You have been on a cruise in the Carribean

You are lactose intolerant

You sunburn easily

You have freckles

You have a birthmark

You have questioned your beliefs

You have questioned your sexuality

You are emancipated from your parents

You live on your own

You live with your boyfriend/girlfriend

You live with at least 3 roommates

Your mom was a teen when she had you

You are adopted

You have considered adoption in your future

You want more than four kids

You don’t want any kids

You have children already

You model your life after someone you look up to

You have had a crush on a celebrity

You still have beanie babies from when it was all rage

You watch a certain TV show regularly

You know the Lord’s Prayer by heart

You didn’t pass the first time you took your drivers test

You remember exactly where you were and what you were doing on 9/11

You have had a detention

You know how to knit

You can drive a stick shift

You have broke a curfew

You have graffiti-ed something

You own an umbrella

You are dating the last person you kissed

You have kissed someone in the last 24 hours

You have kissed more than 3 people in the last year

Your last missed call was from a relative

You have driven somewhere today

You know someone who works at McDonalds

You are diabetic

You are hypoglemic

You wear glasses/contacts

You have braces

You are pregnant

You are wearing shorts

You are wearing at least three pieces of jewelry

You have let someone use you, even when you knew they were

You have done something you really regret

You have told someone something you really wish you could take back

You have done something that ruined a friendship

You are on non-speaking terms with a relative

You have taken back an ex

You have dumped someone and later thought if it was the right thing

You have broken someone’s heart

You have had your heart broken

You have ignored someone who liked you in favor of someone you liked more

You have been hit on by the same sex

You prefer a hook up with no strings attached over a relationship

You have received a love letter

You have had a secret admirer

You know someone with the same birthday as you

You know someone with the same birth year as you

You have been told you look like a certain celebrity

You are taller than your mom

You are taller than your dad

You are a legal adult

Your favorite season is Winter

Your favorite color is green

Your favorite number is 7

Your favorite animal is a panda

You saw your favorite movie in theaters

You have been to a concert of your favorite band

You have a cold at the moment

You have visited all 50 states

You have walked around town after midnight

You have been stuck on a ferris wheel when it started raining

You have been in a tornado

You have been in a hurricane

You have thrown up in a restaurant

You couldn’t live without caffeine

You have been to the emergency room more than 5 times

You have slept more than 24 hours in one sleep session

You have received a compliment today

You have given someone a false number so they couldn’t call you

You have convinced someone you had a twin

You have convinced someone you had a sibling that didn’t really exist

You have gotten in the car and drove somewhere with no destination in mind

You have taken the long way home just so that you could jam out to some tunes

You have considered taking up a hippie-care-free lifestyle

You have seriously considered legally changing your name

You have walked around in your underwear while you were home alone

You have gambled online

You have fallen for someone you told yourself you wouldn’t fall for

You have smoked a whole pack of cigarettes in a matter of hours

You have drank so much you blacked out

You have been bit by a snake

You have been bit by a dog

You wish at 11:11

You have found a four leaf clover

You pick up pennies for good luck

You don’t really believe in luck

You have remained good friends with an ex

You have been a flower girl/ring bearer at a wedding

You have been a best man/maid of honor at a wedding

You have been to a funeral this year

You have been to a baby shower this year

You have been to a bachelor/bachelorette party this year

You have been to a 21st party this year

You have been to a graduation party this year

You have been to a going away party this year

You love the smell of fresh cut grass

You have seen a sunset and stayed awake to see the sunrise

You have borrowed someone’s coat/sweater and forgot to give it back

You have used an excuse (cold, scared, etc) to get to cuddle with someone

You have died in a dream

You have gotten a call from someone and wondered how they got your number

You have laughed out loud to something you were thinking of

You have gotten lost and ended up in a completely different destination

You have run out of gas before

You have done something just because you knew you weren’t supposed to

You have been grounded for longer than a month

You receive an allowance

You have babysat more than one child under 10 at a time

You have called in sick to work because you had a hangover

You have stared at the dots on your ceiling and saw pictures of them

You have stayed longer than 3 days in the hospital (psychiatric)

You have pretended to be someone you weren’t for someone else

You have danced in front of the mirror in private

You have dialed a wrong number and it turned out to be someone you knew

You have been to the Atlantic ocean

You have told someone you were fine when you weren’t

You have copied someone else’s work

You have read an entire book in one sitting

You have spent more than $100 on one pair of jeans

You have taken gymnastics

You have taken a karate class

You have written something on a dollar bill

You have eaten peanut butter right out of the jar

You feel like you have no life because you completed this

[theonceoverthinker]

89. Hi! Why don’t you CHEW on this new Fair Game HC? XD

...Yeah, given the subject matter of tonight’s HC, that pun might be...well, you’ll see...

Originally, I was gonna make tonight’s HC about Fair Game’s and their favorite types of candy, but I wasn’t really feeling it (I’ll release it another day though), and halfway through, I came up with this instead. 

Now, it’s not exactly dark (I make it pretty optimistic, I believe), but for me especially, this HC, it kind of hits home because of the subject matter, so it’s gonna be a bit more solemn than my usual fluffy and wacky affair.

I have a disorder called misophonia. To put it simply, misophonia is a disorder that puts one in an extreme state of anger and disgust at loud chewing sounds. It’s no hyperbole for me to say that this disorder inconveniences a large part of my life. 

So, where am I going with this?

During the candy HC development, I came up with what I felt was a pretty interesting and in-character take for Clover having to do with this disorder (Granted, to a MUCH smaller extent than those afflicted with it have) that would give Clover some more dimensions and gives Qrow a chance to comfort Clover for a change, and thus I decided to let tonight’s HC revolve around it. (Also, TW for a deliberately realistically written play-by-play of the pain of misophonia)

Let’s do this.

Clover has a strong aversion to the sound of people chewing and popping gum. He’s had it for as long as he could remember, and he’d be lying if he said that the military’s lack of tolerance for gum chewing wasn’t one of his favorite parts of being in it. As the leader of the Ace Ops, he’s pretty much able to curate his life around not having the sounds of gum anywhere near him.

However, once he’s out of the military and out of that position of power, that problem returns.

Qrow has chewed gum in Clover’s presence exactly one time. They were hanging out, resting on a couch together, and Qrow casually popped a piece in his mouth. 

Not-so-fun fun fact. Until this point, Qrow’s never heard Clover wince.

Until this point, Clover’s never had a reason to wince.

But when he sees that gum enter Qrow’s mouth, he winces.

Qrow asks Clover if everything’s okay...but Clover lies to him for the first time since they’ve met. Everyone else he’s ever told this problem to has laughed at him for it, and Clover himself finds it so ridiculous that something like this puts him in so much pain, but it does.

Still, Qrow believes him when he says there’s no problem, and starts chewing away at the gum.

(More under the cut)

Clover knows this isn’t Qrow’s fault -- after all, Clover is the one who didn’t tell him what was going on -- but he can’t help but shoot Qrow a glare every time Qrow gives the gum in his mouth a particularly loud chew. Soft grunts bubble under his breath too, as minutes progress. 

It’s finally when Qrow pops the gum that Clover loses it. He openly groans, squeezing his hands against his ears. It’s the only time Qrow’s ever seen him truly frustrated.

Qrow stops chewing the gum -- still unaware of what it has to do with anything -- and walks over to Clover. He gently puts his hand on Clover’s arm and asks him what’s wrong.

Clover sinks back onto the couch he’s sitting on. Tears pinch the corners of his eyes as he apologizes for snapping the way that he does in the absolute meekest voice Qrows ever heard come out of him. The whole reaction crushes Qrow. Qrow sits beside him, and asks him to talk.

Finally, Clover asks him to remove the gum from his mouth. Qrow’s confused, but grabs a tissue and spits the gum into it.

Grateful, Clover begins talking, telling Qrow everything, from the looks he used to get for complaining about gum chewing from his family and friends to how just the sound shoots up his anxiety to the guilt he feels asking others not to chew it around him to his fears of regularly confronting the sound again now that he’s out of the military.

Qrow listens wholly to everything Clover tells him, and once Clover’s done, Qrow assures him that he’ll do everything he can to make sure this is never a problem for Clover again. Qrow’s remaining supply of gum is thrown out that night, and the next day, Qrow does some research on the disorder and what he can do to minimize the effects the outside world can have on him.

Two days later, Qrow gifts Clover a pair of clear earplugs, something Clover receives with flowing tears in his eyes and a hug that lasts nearly five minutes. Qrow also keeps sets of them in his bag, jacket, and pants pockets, just in case something happens. After all, if Qrow’s semblance has taught him anything, it’s that it never hurts to be prepared for things to go awry. 

Additionally, gum is banned from their home by Qrow in the same way that Clover has always banned alcohol, and it’s a rule Qrow is not afraid to harshly enforce, even on his nieces. It’s something Clover loves Qrow for with all of his heart, never feeling as supported as he does whenever he remembers how Qrow stepped up for him and just how lucky he is to have Qrow in his life.

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𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐎’𝐑𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐞 | hphl character profile

warnings: mentions of gambling addiction, death, implied child (verbal) abuse & neglect

✧ IDENTITY ✧

Full Name: Brianna Florence O’Rourke 

Nicknames: Bri, Anna

Name Meanings: Brianna → Irish, “strong, virtuous, and honorable” ; Florence → Latin, “flourishing” or “prosperous” ; O’Rourke → Irish, “descendant of Ruarc.” 

Date of Birth: March 26, 1876 (at 8:38 pm)

Gender: Female 

Sexuality: Bisexual 

Blood Status: Pureblood 

Nationality: Irish 

Residence: O’Rourke Castle, County Cavan, Ireland (birth to 22) ; TBD ; Clover Cottage, County Wicklow, Ireland (TBD to death) 

✧ APPEARANCE ✧

Hogwarts Faceclaim: Amybeth McNulty

Adult Faceclaim: Charlotte Spencer

Height: 5’4”

Build: Average 

Hair: Red hair that is usually in braids or kept down 

Eye Color: Blue 

Scarring:

Childhood & Hogwarts: Brianna has two scars, a small y-shape on her left knee and a small, jagged line in her right shoulder blade. 

Adulthood: None

Modifications: (glasses, piercings, tattoos, etc.) Her ears are pierced

Other Distinguishing Marks: A lot of freckles, sprinkled across her cheeks and nose 

Clothing Style: Dresses ; boots ; jumpers ; shirts ; blouses ; sweaters ; puffed sleeves ; simple clothing ; jackets

Accessories: A small locket ; scarves ; hats ; a parasol 

What’s in Her Pockets: Her wand 

What’s in Her School Bag: Textbooks ; quills and ink ; parchment ; handkerchief ; notes from friends, siblings, and Elias

✧ SPEECH & LANGUAGE ✧

Voiceclaim: Amybeth McNulty ; Charlotte Spencer

Accent: Irish 

Dialect: Ulster English 

Languages Spoken: English

Languages Understood: English, some Irish Gaelic

✧ PERSONALITY ✧

MBTI Type: INFP — the mediator 

→ A Mediator (INFP) is someone who possesses the Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Prospecting personality traits. These rare personality types tend to be quiet, open-minded, and imaginative, and they apply a caring and creative approach to everything they do.

Enneagram Type: Type 9 — the peacemaker 

→ Nines are defined by their desire to maintain a sense of inner peace and harmony, and to avoid conflict or other emotional disturbances. They are typically agreeable, calm, and easy to be around. Nines rarely rock the boat, but they can be stubborn. While they typically go with the flow, they dislike being controlled and will respond with passive resistance if pushed too far.

Positive Traits: Empathetic, generous, open-minded, creative, passionate, loyal, compassionate, supportive, thoughtful, perceptive 

Neutral Traits: Pragmatic, idealistic, reserved, stubborn

Negative Traits: Overly idealistic, can be self-critical, unfocused, easily stressed, can feel inadequate, cunning, generally conflict-averse 

Common Stressors: Her mother ; exams ; grades ; the family’s troubles ; her father ; finding out what she wants to do with her life

Comforting Things: Embroidery ; watercolors ; reading ; flying ; piano playing ; fiddle music 

Interests & Hobbies: Watercolors ; dancing ; embroidery ; poetry ; flying ; horse riding ; piano playing ; fiddle playing 

Description: Brianna O’Rourke was a dreamer, with more idealism and less pragmatism than her older sister. She had a big heart, which, despite being very well guarded, was open to most people. She had an empathetic soul, as well, and aimed to see the best in people. However, she can also be self-critical, getting annoyed by things that she perceived as her own failings. Brianna is also a loyal friend and person, usually offering second chances. In addition, Brianna has a hidden manipulative and cunning side. This doesn’t come out often, reserved for those who hurt those she cares for… and occasionally, herself. 

✧ MAGIC ✧

Wand: Brianna’s wand is made of pear wood with a unicorn tail hair core and is 10 ¼ inches with an unyielding flexibility. 

→ Pear trees produced wands of splendid magical powers. Possessors of pear wands were, in the experience of the learned wandmaker Garrick Ollivander, usually popular and well-respected and he never knew of a single instance where a pear wand had been discovered in the possession of a Dark Witch or Wizard. They were also the most resilient.

Other Magical Abilities: None

Patronus: Wild rabbit 

Patronus Memory: Receiving her Hogwarts letter 

Boggart: Her mother scolding her aggressively 

Riddikulus: Her mother becomes dressed in something that Deidre O’Rourke would never wear 

Amortentia:

Brianna smells like lavender, roses, hot chocolate, and cinnamon. 

Brianna smells rose water, peat, petrichor, and blackcurrant. 

Mirror of Erised: Brianna sees herself completely and totally happy. How that is represented often changes, but after they fall in love, Elias (and later, their children) are the main constants.

✧ HOGWARTS ✧

House: Hufflepuff 

OWL Classes:

Astronomy — Acceptable 

Charms — Outstanding 

Defense Against the Dark Arts — Exceeds Expectations 

Flying — Poor 

Herbology — Exceeds Expectations 

History of Magic — Acceptable 

Potions — Outstanding 

Transfiguration — Acceptable  

OWL Electives:

Care of Magical Creatures — Exceeds Expectations

Study of Ancient Runes — Exceeds Expectations 

NEWT Classes:

Charms — Exceeds Expectations

Defense Against the Dark Arts — Acceptable 

Herbology — Exceeds Expectations

Potions — Outstanding

Study of Ancient Runes — Acceptable 

Extracurriculars: Prefect in her fifth and sixth years ; head girl in her seventh year

✧ EMPLOYMENT ✧

Affiliations: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry ; The British Ministry of Magic ; TBD

Professions:

Age 18 to 24 - Secretary for the ministry of magic

TBD

✧ FAMILY ✧

Father: Tiernan Senan O’Rourke Sr. [1845-1898]

Born in 1845, Tiernan was the only child of Senan and Prudence O’Rourke. He had a complicated childhood, as his father was a known gambler and lost the majority of the family’s fortune. Senan O’Rourke also passed away when Tiernan was fifteen, leaving his family with a significant debt. Luckily, Prudence O’Rourke’s dowry had mostly gone untouched allowing for the majority of the large debts to be settled. She passed away when Tiernan was seventeen. Upon starting Hogwarts, Tiernan was sorted into Slytherin, like the majority of his family. He became a prefect, but was not selected for head boy, much to his disappointment.

After he graduated from Hogwarts, Tiernan began working for the ministry of magic in the central department. He quickly moved up through the ranks, with no true ambition to reach the minister but with an ambition to get the highest salary. Unfortunately, Tiernan also inherited his father’s gambling problem, albeit to a lesser extent. 

At the age of 26, Tiernan married Deidre Brady, two years after they had first met and Tiernan had wooed both Deidre and her father. Their marriage was based on duty, respect, and honor, but there was little love between the two beyond a reluctant friendship. On September 6, 1873, his first child, Orla Deidre, was born and a little over two years later, on March 26, 1876, his second and third children, Tiernan Senan Junior and Brianna Florence were born. 

Tiernan passed away in 1898, at the age of 56, after suffering from a heart attack shortly after seeing his youngest daughter married. 

Brianna has a complicated relationship with her father, although it is less complicated than her relationship with her mother. Her father had standards that were generally easy to reach and he never spent that much time with Brianna, preferring to spend time teaching his only son the ways of the house. Brianna still loves her father, though. 

Mother: Deidre Florence O’Rourke née Brady [1851-1900]

Born in 1851, Deidre was the only surviving child of Dennis and Florence Brady as her three siblings all passed away before the age of eleven from disease. She had a stable, if cold, childhood, and as the only surviving child, Deidre was expected to be perfect. Upon starting Hogwarts, Deidre was sorted into Slytherin, something that inordinately pleased her mother and father as it preserved their cultivated family image. She had a quiet time at Hogwarts, sticking to the middle of the pack and never excelling where women of the time weren’t expected to.

After graduating from Hogwarts, Deidre spent a little time helping her parents run their shop. She did not care for the work and had absorbed her parents’ perfectionist attitudes, which then influenced her marriage choices. She married Tiernan O’Rourke when she was twenty, in 1871. The marriage was built on respect, duty, and honor, although that foundation cracked when Deidre discovered the gambling in her husband and his family history. Her first child, Orla Deidre was born on September 6, 1873, with her two younger children, Tiernan Senan Junior and Brianna Florence, were born a little over two years later, on March 26, 1876.

Deidre expected perfection from her children, especially her two daughters. This desire for perfection and the perfect image led to Deidre deciding that her children would not know of Tiernan’s gambling problem or the fact that they were always one debt away from having to sell everything. She did not react well when the news of their finances got out. Deidre helped her husband orchestrate marriages for her children.

Deidre passed away at the age of 49 in 1900. 

Brianna has a very complex relationship with her mother. She never felt good enough for her mother and Deidre pressed her standards very hard. Being sorted into Hufflepuff did nothing to help and Brianna grew frustrated with her mother. There’s moments where Brianna loved her mother, but mostly she felt indifferent at beast and resentful at most.

Sister: Orla Deirdre O’Rourke 

Born on September 6, 1873, Orla was the first child of Tiernan (Sr.) and Deidre O’Rourke, two years older than Brianna, and a Slytherin. They generally had a good relationship, but Brianna sometimes wished that Orla would let her handle her battles on her own. However, they connected quite easily and are similar in personality, leading to an easy camaraderie between the two sisters. 

Faceclaim: Megan Follows

Brother: Tiernan Senan O’Roukr Jr. 

Born at 8:30 on March 26, 1876, Tiernan was the second child of Tiernan (Sr.) and Deidre O’Rourke, eight minutes younger than Brianna, and a Slytherin. A beater on the Slytherin quidditch team, Tiernan was the apple of his parents’ eyes as the only son. He had mixed feelings about that, not really caring fully either way. After graduating from Hogwarts, he followed his father’s footsteps into the ministry of magic and married the daughter of another rich pureblood.

Brianna has a good relationship with her twin brother. Tiernan was always a bit of her life line, as his company really prevented loneliness once Orla started at Hogwarts. They’re very protective of one another and Brianna loves him a lot. She enjoys his company and tries her best to be a rock for him. 

Faceclaim: Harry Gilby

Pets: 

Childhood: A barn owl named Apollo

Adulthood: TBD

✧ ROMANCE & CHILDREN ✧

Love Interest: Vincent Augustus George Fitzroy

Daughter: Nola Elizabeth Fitzroy

Son: Rourke Augustus Fitzroy

✧ OTHER RELATIONSHIPS ✧

Best Friends: TBD

Close Friends: TBD

Friends:

Cordelia Duncan (@cursedvaultss)

Acquaintances: TBD

It’s Complicated: TBD

Hogwarts Dormmates: There are four open spots in Brianna’s dorm!

Rivals: TBD

Enemies: TBD

✧ HISTORY & BACKGROUND ✧

Place of Birth: O’Rourke Castle, County Cavan, Ireland 

Hometown: O’Rourke Castle, County Cavan, Ireland 

Childhood: 

Born at 8:37 pm on March 26, 1876, Brianna was the youngest child of Tiernan (Sr.) and Deidre O’Rourke. She joined twin brother, Tiernan Jr. (born at 8:30) and older sister, Orla (then 2). Things appeared to be stable and Brianna never wanted for much. However, her parents were cold and distant and expected perfection from their children, especially her mother. She never felt like she reached her mother’s expectations and was always the disappointing daughter, even though her sister wasn’t considered the perfect daughter. Like her sister, though, the portraits of O’Rourke Castle were surprisingly encouraging.

Brianna learned of her arranged marriage at nine, the same year that her sister discovered the arranged marriages. Orla and their parents rowed and Brianna vowed to make the best of it. However, her first engagement fell through when the truth behind the family finances were revealed in the winter of 1887. Her parents scrambled to find a new match, but continuously fell short of that.

Hogwarts Years:

Upon starting Hogwarts, Brianna was sorted into Hufflepuff after seven minutes of the hat deliberating between Hufflepuff and Slytherin. Brianna settled into the house quickly, despite knowing that her mother and father would be greatly disappointed and Brianna became the first O’Rourke in Hufflepuff in approximately a century. However, she made friends and began to come into her own.

Adulthood:

After graduating from Hogwarts, Brianna began working as a secretary for the ministry of magic. This lasted until she was twenty-four and Brianna hated every minute of it. She married Vincent Fitzroy at the age of 22. They had two children together, a daughter named Nola Elizabeth and a son named Rourke Augustus.

Old Age:

Brianna spends her final years with her husband and children and grandchildren. She indulges in a range of hobbies and visits a few different countries in Europe. 

Death: 

Brianna passed away in her sleep at the age of 99 in 1975. She had a long and fulfilled life, leaving behind two children, four grandchildren, and seven great-grandchildren.

✧ MISCELLANEOUS ✧ 

Favorite Color: Teal 

Favorite Foods: Peppermint toads ; licorice wands ; roast beef sandwich with boiled potatoes 

Favorite Drinks: Chocolate ; Butterbeer 

Favorite Weather: Sunny 

Favorite Season: Spring 

Favorite Book: Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen 

Dislikes: Fish ; gambling ; feet ; cauliflower ; bullies 

Trivia:

Brianna was a hatstall between Slytherin and Hufflepuff. It lasted for seven minutes before Hufflepuff was finally decided on.

Brianna is two years younger than the average HPHL MC.

She inherited Clover Cottage in County Wicklow from her maternal great-grandmother. 

She is the great-great-aunt of Cian, Ryan, Cara, Sara, and Conor O’Donnell as her older sister, Orla, is their great-grandmother. 

Important Links:

Brianna’s tag [#brianna o’rourke] 

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Because we proceed to the next episode

RWBY Volume 7 Chapter 3 Review

1. The Music. Beautiful, Perfect, Spectacular, Amazing, Breath-Taking-

2. Is it some sort of dust in Jaune’s shield??? The purple one? It seems similar to one they need to get for the Amity Tower.

3. “It’s freezing out here!” 

Yes, Ruby, it is definitely freezing, maybe you should have had a jacket as well- excuse me being salty, I actually like all new outfits. I wonder now how to braid Weiss’s braid because it looks really cool and I love braiding hair. 

Also, I feel like “cold of Solitas” may play some role in the future. Maybe. We don’t know yet for how long we stay in Atlas and how much we will explore the surroundings. Who knows.

4. I know people were discussing Qrow’s new outfit and all the small details and I just want to say that he is wearing a ring on the pointing finger, right? Technically, this attracts bad luck :’D at least I know there is a superstition about it. I also know how people were making connections about the design of the pattern on his shirt to the design on Ozpin’s cane and Ironwood’s guns and I have a cute little headcanon about it. But, tbh, the way his colours match the colours of Ozpin’s cane actually made me feel sad. I think it is not a reference to Ozpin in general, but to the fact that Qrow somehow sees himself as a (Ozpin’s) weapon, not as a person. After all, he had a very strategic role in Ozpin’s scheme of things. This really made me feel concerned for him. 

Let him be happy please?

5. Blake being supportive and caring mom-friend for past episodes. Bromance-Monochrome moments literally show the world out there what true friendship is, what support and understanding means. Blake is there for Weiss, and it makes me remember the dialogue between Yang and Weiss back in vol 5. I love it, this is gorgeous, thank you for the great job and great Blake this volume.

6. The fighting part with Marrow is just crazy. Puns? Checked. Cool weapon? Checked. Coordination with the teammate? Checked. Puns? Double checked.

7. Let’s talk about Clover a bit. First of all, I think he knows extremely well how to control his semblance and may actually “summon” it when necessary (he did touch that clover sign on purpose). He is not incredibly lucky all the time, he’s like from 25% to 100% more lucky than other average people. He is just an optimistic person with an advantage he mostly uses when necessary. His luck, though, might have made him a little bit less cautious than he should be. I get a feeling that sometimes his self-confidence outweighs his cold-mindedness. it happens very rarely though.

Qrow, on the contrary, seems to live in a constant battle with his semblance. He confesses that “sometimes [he] cannot control it”, so I make a conclusion that semblances of such type are very strong by nature and require certain level of self-control from the owner. However, knowing his own weaknesses, he is guarded as hell all the time, basically combat-ready any moment (physically or mentally). I feel like sometimes he might push his semblance down to the point it starts pushing back until it gets out of control (natural resistance). 

I believe that Qrow and Clover working together and basically just casually being together on daily basis and doing some ordinary daily-life stuff will be useful for both of them, especially Qrow. I think Clover might teach him new ways to control his semblance. If this happens and if my theory with Clover “activating+navigating” his semblance through an object proves correct, then Qrow’s “unlucky” way to wear a ring becomes crystal clear, as he will be able to “navigate+activate” his semblance through a Bad Luck Charm (yes, it is a straight reference right here, I am not even trying to be witty about it). (It will be like the Mjolnir to Thor, if you’ve seen Ragnarök movie.) And Clover, from interactions with Qrow, I believe may learn to be more cautious about the limits of his semblance (especially when Qrow is around).

But, in general, I believe their interaction will result in at least a healthy comradeship and mutual skill growth. (And yes I am generally happy about Qrow socializing thank you.)

On other points about Oscar, Ozpin, communication between the characters, Ruby, truth and Ironwood I, again, have nothing to add so far, even though they are really important.

That’s it for now, thank you all for coming to my TEDx Talk! Stay healthy be positive share love ✨❤️✨

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They stand just inside the door for a moment, watching through the window as their friends and families mill around in the backyard, but then Harry sends Niall a quick text that they’re ready, and Niall starts to strum his guitar. Everyone quiets down and when Harry cracks open the door, the first few notes of “Can’t Help Falling In Love” float over the yard, and Louis stiffens. 

“Shit. Okay.” Louis brushes the front of his jacket and checks that it’s buttoned for the millionth time, glances at Harry and says, “Smiles on, don’t trip and fall because we’re holding hands and you’ll take me down with you, and remember that…” he lowers his voice to a whisper, “we’re already married, so there’s really nothing to be nervous about.”

With a smile pasted on his face, Harry grips Louis’ hand tightly and says, “None of that was helpful. I feel like throwing up.”

“Well, don’t do that if I’m supposed to kiss you.” Louis pulls the door fully open and as they step outside. Harry trips over the threshold, stumbling sideways into Louis who steadies him with his free hand on Harry’s chest. “What did I just say?”

“I hate you,” Harry mumbles through his wide grin as he reaches up to fix his clover crown. 

They walk slowly, hands linked between them, through the yard and over the clover strewn makeshift aisle, and Louis tries to avoid making eye contact with anyone. Harry’s grandmother stands in front of the rose covered arbor, holding a large, dark green book that, at first, Louis thinks is a bible, but as they approach he can make out the book’s title: The Hobbit. 

Harry must see it at the same time or else he senses Louis’ confusion because he whispers, “She’s a huge Tolkien fan. Just go with it.”

They stop a few feet in front of her and she loudly clears her throat and begins, “Welcome! Welcome, everyone. It’s wonderful that so many of you were able to be here on such short notice to celebrate the union of these two souls in the bonds of matrimony.” She opens The Hobbit and Louis can see that she has a few pieces of paper stuck inside. “I always like to start a wedding ceremony with a reading and most couples request a poem or excerpt, but as no one asked me for anything specific, I’m going with my gut here, which seems to be the theme of today’s nuptials.”

There’s a quiet murmuring from their friends and family and someone — it sounds like Niall — giggles. 

She continued, “I’d like to open with one of my favorite quotes from my very favorite book. I find it quite appropriate for a celebration such as this: ‘I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone.’” After pausing for effect, she says, “How true! Life is but an adventure, and how amazing to find someone to share it with. And so young! As young as you are, it’s rare to find your person, and that makes it even more special.” Harry squeezes Louis’ hand, and nudges their shoulders together. “I ask that you two face each other and join both hands to make a circle.”

It’s easy to do as he’s told, and Harry’s warm hands are surprisingly dry considering the beads of sweat gathering along his hairline. Harry comically widens his eyes, wiggling his eyebrows, and Louis has to press his lips together and look up at the sky to stop himself from laughing. 

“These hands,” she says, voice carrying over the yard and drawing Louis’ attention back to earth and to Harry. “These hands that you hold will be strong when you need them to be and soft when you require tenderness. These are the hands that will support you — as they did when you tripped on the way outside, Harry. Don’t think we didn’t see that.”

A chorus of chuckles from their friends and family bring a sputtering laugh from Louis’ lips, and Harry pouts, turning to look at his grandmother. “Yes, I’m clumsy. Thanks, Grandma.”

“You’re welcome,” she says. “These hands will encourage you, comfort you, guide you when you’re lost, and reach for yours today, tomorrow, forever. They’re full of love on this special day, as you make this promise to love each other for the rest of your lives. And now, I believe you gentlemen have written your own vows. We’ll start with Louis, as I’m quite curious to know what he plans to promise my grandson.”

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Tagged by @queen-of-salt-and-fury! Thank you.

jasmine; what mythical creature do you wish actually existed?

Dragons, for killing evil men purposes, obviously.

lavender; soundcloud or vinyls?

Soundcloud.

primrose; what book does everyone right now need to read?

Several history books, specially regarding fascism.

lunar mist; do you like wearing other people’s shirts/jackets?

I don't mind, as long as they are my size. Most of my clothes right now are second hand aniways.

bird of paradise; what was the best thing that happened to you this month?

I won some extra money washing my aunts kitchen and bathrooms walls. She paid me well.

gardenia; what’s a promise you’ve recently made to yourself?

I will read more again.

lion’s fairytale; would you rather be the sky, the ocean or the forests?

The sky, to watch everything else from where I am.

whirling butterflies; would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

Yes.

marmalade skies; do you plan your outfits?

No

apricot drift; how do you feel right now?

Fine.

everlasting daisy; what’s the last dream you remember having?

It was a nightmare. My cat was ill.

queen’s cup; what are you craving right now?

Three chocolates cake

lavender dream; turn ons/offs?

Intelligence/ignorance

water lilly; when was the last time you cried?

Two nights ago, over the nightmare.

lily of the valley; did the one person who hurt you most in your life apologize?

Yes.

winterberry; do you bite or lick your ice cream?

Lick

honey perfume; favorite movie ever?

Probably Pride and Prejudice or Lilo and Stitch.

desert rose; do you like yourself?

Most of the times

snapdragon; have you ever met or seen in person a celebrity?

Yes, I met Mary Beard in person and I acted as translator when she visited the Ancient History department at my college.

night owl; how many countries have you visited?

Two: France and Belgium.

heliotrope; have you ever been in a castle?

Yes, several castles, fortress and alcazars, and participated in the archeological excavations of one (Gozon)

creams and sky; what’s the craziest/bravest thing you’ve done?

I don't know.

lantana; what’s on your mind right now?

Lots of things and nothing at all.

pumpkin patch; what’s your zodiac sign?

Gemini, but i don't act like one at all.

tulip; name 5 facts about yourself.

I've got really small feet. There are only 94 women with my first name in Spain. I'm currently reading 'the dagger' from His Dark Materials trilogy by Philip Pullman. My favorite drink is diet cola. I don't like any of Tarantino's movies.

daphne; do you believe in karma?

No.

queen of the meadow; ever been in love?

Not besides early stages.

wisteria; whom do you admire and why?

Mary Beard, Taylor Swift and Ter as professional women. As a person anyone who stands to defend themselves and others.

angel’s face; what was your favorite bedtime story as a child?

Several biblical stories, specially the ones turning around King David.

remember me; did you make someone laugh today?

No.

iris; do you believe in ghosts?

No

lilac; if you could go back in time which time period would you visit?

The 60s. Late 19th century. 1st century BCE Rome.

caramel kisses; would you want to live forever? why/why not?

No, unless I got a permanent salary despite not working, and permanent youth for me and my loved ones.

primula; what makes you sad?

Suffering, mine and other's.

rain lily; was today typical? why/why not? Yes. I did the same I do every Tuesday.

queen anne’s lace; who do you trust the most?

My mom and my BFF

Lady’s slipper; what did you have for breakfast today?

Chocolate cookies.

forget me not; do you have any regrets looking back in your life?

Yes, I would choose another master and risk more on my professional options.

lunaria; what’s your favorite fictional universe?

Annie Dalton's books' heaven.

violet; favorite tv show?

Aquí no hay quien viva.

sunflower; share a favorite quote.

snowdrop; what does your ideal day look like?

Wake up around 9. It's sunny but cool. I read until 12, go outside, have the meal at a restaurant. Go home and dedicate the evening for my hobbies.

tiger lily; do you have any hobbies?

Reading, watching movies, TV shows and YouTube videos. Puzzles. Tabletop games.

peony; share a small random book passage that means something to you.

tea rose; what’s something you always wanted to do but were too scared?

Dying my hair blue, but i did it.

honeysuckle; do you usually date people your age or older/younger?

My age or older.

sweet pea; who means the world to you? My mom, my BFF and my cats. why? They are my emotional support.

love in the mist; best books you’ve ever read?

Colleen McCullough Masters of Rome. Pride and Prejudice and Persuasion by Jane Austen. Lazarillo de Tormes. Gemma Doyle Series by Libba Bray at the top of my head.

foxglove; who is your favorite cartoon character?

Prince Zuko.

magnolia; coffee or tea?

None.

crown imperial; would you rather be extremely rich or extremely loved?

Loved.

snowflake; are you a dog or a cat person?

Cat person.

bell flower; what is your biggest addiction? Diet cola and YouTube.

cosmos; do you ever think about the galaxy?

Not really.

moonflower; what’s your favorite color?

Blue turquoise.

freesia; do you have a good relationship with your parents and siblings? why/why not? Yes

sundrop; are you a morning or a night person?

Morning

poppy; have you ever dealt with a mental illness?

Yes, depression, several times.

clover; how would your friends describe you? Responsible and capable.

dandelion; do you consider yourself and extrovert or an introvert? Introvert.

lilly; what’s something you love watching/reading but you are too embarrassed to admit you do?

Bad but entertaining comedy shows and wartime romance movies.

anemone; describe yourself in 3 words.

Critical, empathetic, intelligent.

lotus; best memory as a child?

Watching cartoons, buying books and toys.

angelonia; what is your eye and hair color? Green, brown.

dahlia; do you like crystals? I'm indifferent

buttercup; if you could change one thing in the world, what would it be? Poverty.

baby’s breath; what’s your hogwarts house? Ravenclaw.

calendula; biggest pet peeve? I don't know.

blanker flower; would you rather go to a cocktail party with your best friends or stay home and read a book/watch a movie with your pet? Second.

blazing star; share a secret. If I share it is not a secret.

carnation; would you rather live longer or happier? Happier

petunia; who’s story is your biggest inspiration in life? why?

Daenerys Targaryen

bluebell; do you wear glasses?

No

nymphea; forest or river? River.

orchid; do you like exercise? No, I hate it.

pansy; do you like poetry? Some of it.

morning glory; any special talent that you have?

Critical analysis skills.

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