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thoughts-with-hailey · 4 months ago

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My Life in Prythian - Chapter Thirty-Three

The Meeting

Summary: the meeting takes place and some new developments put azzie-kins on edge

My stomach was in knots as I paced around the room.

Rhys had turned one of the large rooms in the Moonstone Palace above the Court of Nightmares into a meeting room to host the first ever Human Realm Emissary meeting and I, the Human Realm Emissary, was leading it.

I had never been good at meetings.

In the human realm I had worked hard to make sure I had a job where I didn’t need to speak in a meeting that had more than my immediate coworkers and all meetings larger than that were held on zoom with my camera off so I didn’t need to worry about my social anxiety. And now I was supposed to lead a meting comprised of my ideas and thoughts regarding the future of the humans in the fucking fae realm, all in front of the other High Lords as well as the humans who had landed in Prythian.

I was going to puke.

Or shit.

I definitely had Feyre bowels.

My body didn’t know the difference between public speaking and getting hunted by an assassin.

“Everything is fine,”Azriel said for the thousandth time, obviously picking up on my distress. His strong arms wrapped around me, enveloping me in a hug tight enough to compress my nervous system and stall some of the anxiety coursing through my body. “You have brilliant ideas, you’ve practiced what you’re going to say dozens of times, and if all else fails Amari said he would help you with your pitch.”

“What if everything goes great but then they all hate me?” I murmured into his chest.

“They won’t.”

“How do you know?”

“Because it’s incredibly easy to love you.”

The very second the ‘l’ word was out of his mouth in context with the word ‘you’ after it my entire body went into panic mode.

Of all the things he could’ve said in that moment he had somehow picked the absolute worst thing to say to me considering my commitment issues, the ones that I had been fighting since the very moment he had declared me his, started sounding the sirens.

Unable to help myself I pulled away from him and began to pace again, my steps taking me further and further away from him as I tried to quell my rapidly beating heart. In true panicking fashion I started to yap to cover up my awkwardness over what he had just said and the easiest way for me to fill the silence was to practice my speech again.

He let out a soft sigh and settled back into the chair he had been occupying throughout the morning, listening diligently once again to what I planned on saying when everyone arrived.

I was about halfway through the overall presentation for the fifth time that morning when the door opened and Rhysand stepped inside closely followed by Feyre and…Eris?

The familiar amber gaze swept the nearly empty room, skipping right over Azriel to focus in on me. His eyes ran down my form as if taking inventory before his lips curved up ever so slightly at the corners which was the closest he could probably get to a real smile.

“I hope you don’t mind me arriving a bit early,” he spoke softly, the deep timber of his voice somehow soothing the panic in me slightly. “Beron didn’t want to attend so he sent me in his stead, and I wanted to arrive ahead of time so everyone could stop worrying about having to put up with him for the afternoon.”

At his proclamation my anxiety did ease slightly. While there were still other factors in me not wanting to present everything, Beron not being there would make it a lot easier. “Thank you, Eris. That helps a lot, actually.”

He stepped further into the room as Rhysand and Feyre took seats near Azriel, all three of their gazes locked on Eris as he moved towards me. “I brought you something, Hailey,” Eris informed, holding out a familiar looking paper bag along with an ornate looking canister of some sort. “You said you are fond of the chocolate croissants from the bakery so I grabbed one for you. If you’re too nervous to eat I figured it would be nice to have a familiar food for afterwards when you’re sure to be hungry. I also brought you something special from the Autumn Court.”

I eyed the canister he held out, a gold embellished tin with a pointed lid that reminded me of the container the White Witch gave Edmund his turkish delight in. As he was completely right about not wanting to eat because of the nerves, I ignored the croissant and took the tin from him. The top came off easy enough to reveal little sachets of what looked like a tan powder. The distinct smell of apples wafted up from it and I felt my mouth water.

“It’s a sacred recipe,” he murmured, taking one of the sachets out and waving his wrist. A mug of hot water appeared in his hand and he dumped the contents inside, then gave it a stir with the spoon he conjured. “There’s an ancient tree in our apple orchard, one that’s been there longer than anyone can remember, and it yields these apples that are truly magic. They have calming properties that, when ingested, relax anyone for hours at a time while still keeping them alert. We harvest them and turn them into a powder to make instant hot magic cider. Many of us use to when we want to read or study, and I myself have used it countless times when preparing for an important event. It’s very helpful.”

The familiar aroma of hot cider filled the room and I nearly sighed at the comfort the scent alone offered. Perhaps drinking a strange concoction from Eris, son of human hater Beron, wasn’t the best idea but I simply did not care. Hot apple cider was one of my weaknesses and it smelled devine.

Taking the mug he offered I cradled it in my hands, reveling in the warmth seeping through the ceramic, and took a tentative sip.

It was the perfect temperature, nice and hot yet not hot enough to burn me, and the flavor was unlike anything I had ever experienced. The familiar tartness of the apple combined with cinnamon to remind me so much of home, yet there was something else in there too. It danced across my tongue and tickled the back of my throat on the way down, spreading warmth through me on its journey. A moment later the tension in my limbs eased and my muscles I hadn’t known I had been clenching relaxed. All thoughts of what Azriel had just implied shifted to the back of my plate of worried and I felt my brain focus on the task at hand.

“Wow,” I grinned, taking another sip. “This is incredible.”

Eris nodded, placing the lid back on the tin and setting it aside with the croissant. “I thought you might appreciate it’s magic. Drink up, I expect this presentation to be compelling enough that even Beron won’t be able to argue once he hears how well it went.”

He turned to go find a seat around the table and before he could get to far I reached out to place my hand on his arm. “Eris?”

Those amber eyes met mine once more, filled with some emotion I couldn’t quite decipher. “Yes?”

“Thank you. That was very kind of you.”

His lips tilted up in an almost smile once more. “Anything for you, sweet girl.”

Warmth that had nothing to do with the cider spread through me as he snagged a seat at the table just as the door opened and more High Lords entered the room.

Across the room I could feel Azriel’s gaze on me.

Once everyone had arrived and was seated, introductions were made between the ne human arrivals and the other High Lords. Most of the humans were eager to meet each other and discuss their experiences, all except Becca who remained cold and aloof from everyone while still casting longing looks towards Azriel. Thanks to the cider I was calm and patient as everyone got acquainted, and I silently reminded myself to make sure to thank Eris again later for it.

When it came time for me to present my ideas the nerves were held at bay and I managed to get through everything without incident.

Everyone seemed to agree that utilizing the human’s talents was a great idea and that a survey to see what they were interested in would be beneficial to all. Well, everyone but Becca who muttered under her breath that she shouldn’t be expected to work when she never even asked to be in this world in the first place. I studiously ignored her, as did everyone else, and we continued on. A few other questions were offered to add to the survey to help with placements and overall they all seemed excited about it.

The humans were even more excited when I distributed ipads and Nintendo switches for everyone, courtesy of the House of Wind, all of which were magically enchanted to not need to recharge and could connect to the magic internet of the fae realm. That resulted in the High Lords being very interested in what their human companions could teach them and several of them looked excited when I mentioned I would get them one once they were taught how to use it.

Becca, however, rolled her eyes at all this and tossed the switch onto the table. “You think offering me video games is going to keep me happy? I’m not some gamer nerd who can get excited over digging virtual holes or collecting rocks in a game. I need something fun to do.”

Gritting my teeth I tried to ignore her snotty tone and asked, “What do you consider fun, Becca? You were rather silent when I opened the floor about questions to include on the survey. If you’re not content with what is being offered then your insights and opinions on the matter would help make life easier for you as well as everyone else.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and shrugged. “I spent most of my time with my personal trainer, redecorating my daddy’s house, or getting protein shakes with my friends. I can’t do any of that here, so-”

“What is a protein shake?” Cassian interjected, looking curious.

“Cass, honey, I made one for you last week,” I laughed.

“Oh that pink thing? That was good. We should have a protein shake shop in Velaris. I could-”

“Not know, big guy,” I grinned at him. “We can discuss your business ideas later. It’s Becca’s turn right now. Becca, you know there are friends to make in Prythian if you talked to others, and I am sure there are shops that sell tea or other beverages where you could go with those friends if you had them.”

“It’s too cold to go anywhere!” Becca complained, her voice petulant again. “I need warmth, I need sunshine.”

“There are places with warmth and sun,” I nodded.

Then an idea occurred to me.

“Becca. I actually think I have the perfect place for you to use your talents and enjoy the sun.”

She arched a brow at me and I felt everyone in the room turn curious.

Grinning I looked towards Tamlin and asked, “You said you needed some help to renovate and redecorate your home, didn’t you? I’m sure that Becca would love to spend some time in the spring court where there’s sunshine, and you would greatly benefit from her styling expertise.”

The two glanced at each other and I saw the interest flash in Becca’s eyes.

Score one for me.

Not too long later Becca was contemplating what colors to paint Tamlin’s walls so they would bring out the green in his eyes and one of the humans from Dawn Court who had been a construction worker in the human realm was interrupting saying they needed walls first before she could paint them. Kallias and Viviene, pleased to find out that their charge would be transferred to the Spring Court, left early to go pack up her things and send them on their way. Helion and his other charge seemed to be content to flirt with each other the entire meeting so there was little doubt in my mind what would be occurring as they left early too.

A few more suggestions from the surveys were thrown around and eventually everyone filed out of the room to their respective courts, everyone except Eris.

Azriel, either oblivious or uncaring that we had an audience of one, stood from his seat and rounded the table to tug me into his arms once more as he sang my praise. “You did so good, love,” he grinned, pressing his lips to my hair.

There was that word again. When he had said it before when we had been snuggled up in bed together I had never realized how heavy a word it was, and now that had changed. Squirming away from him I grabbed the bag with the croissant in it and tore it open. “I’m starved after all that.”

Seemingly oblivious to my inner turmoil he only rolled his eyes and guided me towards a chair. “Sit while you eat, at least.”

I did, seating myself directly across from Eris, and I grinned at him once more. “Thanks again for this, and the tea. It was super helpful.”

“I’m glad it worked for you,” he said gently, angling his chair towards me so our knees brushed.

A thrill of heat coursed up my leg where we touched and I felt my heart skip a beat. The longing I had been feeling for something unknown for the last weeks suddenly settled into place, dissipating into nothingness as the now familiar comforting warmth spread.

Had that feeling, that emptiness that had been plaguing me, been a need for…Eris?

The cool touch of Azriel’s shadows brushed against my neck just before I felt his hands settle on my shoulders in a possessive claim as he came to stand behind me. I watched as Eris’ gaze dropped to where the shadows trailed over Azriel’s bite mark, the one that both of us had refused to let Madja heal and it had blossomed into a bright purple and blue beacon that proclaimed I belonged to someone. A flash of anger sparked through his eyes before he quelled it and pasted on the same bored yet smug expression he always had.

“I think this meeting went very well, and I plan on relaying the information to Beron over dinner tonight. You can expect a response to be sent in a few days time.” His eyes went to the ipad I had given him. “He will not be using this, I assure you.”

“That’s good, it’s for you,” I shrugged, smiling at him as I was unable to do anything else. The calmness his presence brought me combined with the excitement I felt around Azriel had my head producing perhaps a bit too much serotonin at the moment and I found myself almost giddy. “I put my contact information in there, and sent everyone a message so you all can contact me if you need anything. You’re welcome to use it in lieu of Beron as I would rather speak to you anyways.”

His lips quirked up again and he glanced between me and the ipad. “Am I only allowed to contact you for matters of business, or does the offer extend if I find myself alone in bed at night and in need of conversation?”

My jaw dropped open at those suggestive words and I saw a sparkle of mischief in his eyes that reminded me so much of Lucien. Before I could answer Azriel’s hands tightened on my shoulders and he cleared his throat. “I hate to interrupt, but Hailey has yet to eat today and I doubt a croissant is enough to fuel her for this evening so I must insist the meeting concludes so I can get some food into my female.”

The possessive tone in which he referred to me had me melting and yet a twinge of irritation rising in me that I couldn’t quite justify. Eris was being nice to me, even if he was flirting, and there was no mistake that I felt a comfort around him that I had been lacking for days. As good as the idea of food sounded, I didn’t like that he was obviously trying to enter a pissing contest with my new friend.

“Azriel,” I scolded, glancing up at him with a stern expression so he knew I was serious. “Do not be rude to our guest.”

“Our guest has overstayed his welcome.”

“As he is our guest I believe both of us would need to tire of his presence before that statement could be true, and since I am currently enjoying his presence, it is not. Eris, would you care to join us for lunch?”

“I couldn’t impose,” Eris replied politely.

“It wouldn’t be an imposition, and I’m afraid I have to insist. You brought that tea, and a croissant, so I owe you a meal in return.”

“A croissant is not a meal,” Azriel murmured behind me.

Ignoring him and his hateful words I stood and held out a hand to Eris. “Come. We can go back to the House of Wind to grab George, and then we can go out to lunch in Velaris! It will be fun.”

Eris didn’t hesitate to take my hand and I grinned up at him as he stood. “Who is George?” Eris questioned, causing Azriel to audibly groan from behind us.

My grin deepened. “Oh, you’re going to love him. Trust me.”

#acotar #fanfic #acotar fanfiction #thoughtswithhailey

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headmate-ideas · 4 months ago

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hi!!! we'd love a service dog syspet to help us with our diabetes through reminders to check our blood sugar and eat/drink regularly! we'd also love if they could have a sweet tooth or be obsessed with maybe a baking aesthetic..? bigender and aroace :]

[Brought to you by: Mods Venn and Capriel!]

🐕‍🦺 HEADMATE TEMPLATE 🍰

✦ Name(s): Rory, Sunny, Cake ✦ Pronouns: she/her, they/them, he/him, ix/ixs/ixself, woof/woofs/woofself ✦ Species: dog ✦ Age: adult ✦ Role(s): syspet, caretaker, symptom manager, chef, socializer, naturalist ✦ Labels: aroace, bigender, boygirl, androgynous ✦ Xenos: baking, the sun, softness ✦ Interests/likes: pet care, retro tech, board games ✦ Dislikes: unpredictability ✦ Music taste: vaporwave, breakcore, pop rock ✦ Aesthetic(s): bakery aesthetic, petcore, seapunk ✦ Kins: blue jays, harp seals, foxes ✦ Emoji proxy: 🐕‍🦺🍰 ✦ Details:

Rory is a chocolate Labrador retriever who helps as a service dog who helps the system manage their diabetes. She reminds them to check their blood sugar (settings alarms if need be) and eats and drinks regularly. Since she has a big appetite, she is always up to eating when it's good for the system, even if other headmates have trouble eating, and she is similarly happy to drink water at any time. Rory also has a big sweet tooth and enjoys being in a human body because they can bake that way. They love collecting diabetes-friendly recipes for sweets and cooking them for the system, sharing them with their family and friends too. He also enjoys playing games with the system's friends, as well as going outside to parks.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

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onejamtart · 1 year ago

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OJT EATS | Donia

This week, we went to a new(ish) Filipino resturant that has opened up on the top floor of Kingly Court just off Carnaby Street called Donia. We feel like there's been a bit of a surge of Filipino places over the last few years in London with places like Kapihan, Mamasons, Kasa and Kin and Bong Bongs (although that has now closed). Having enjoyed a lot of them, we were keen to go give this new place a go.

First up was some pandesal. This is definitely a slightly more elevated version compared to the bakeries that we'd been to before. It came warm and both brushed with herb butter and next to a big ball of it too. The pandesal itself had a bit of crunch to it and a lovely sweetness to it; really nice!

Next up was the prawn and pork dumplings with crab. These were delicious! The dumpling wrapper was perfectly cooked with a bite to it and the flavours were incredibly more-ish.

These are on the menu as patatas but are essentially smashed potatoes. They had some really crispy bits to it where they'd been smashed a bit more and were really well seasoned.

You can't go to a Filipino place and not order lechon if it is on the menu. Compared to other lechon I've had, this definitely looked a bit fancier but was just as good. The sauce was a little sweet but very good and the pork itself was tender and juicy. The only little gripe I have with it is that the skin wasn't quite as crispy as I'd have liked. Still, a very tasty dish.

The other main that we ordered was the chicken inasal which is grilled marinated chicken. The chicken was intensely flavoured and was one of the juiciest chickens we've had in a long time! The topping of pickled onions were super tangy and went really well with the slightly creamy sauce it came with.

For dessert, we had the corn tart. Unfortunately, this was probably the most disappointing bit of the meal. The crust was just not quite as crispy as I'd like but the filling was really tasty. The crumble that came with it was also pretty good but the ice cream was pretty average.

All in all, this was a really nice meal with super tasty Filipino food. Personally, our favourites were the chicken inasal and the dumplings but it was all pretty good. Definitely worth a visit if you're in the area.

Donia, Top Floor, Kingly Ct, Carnaby St, Carnaby, London W1B 5PW

Cheers, JL

#foodporn #food porn #Donia #Lechon #KinglyCourt #Kingly Court #KinglyCt #CarnarbySt #Carnarby Street #FilipinoFood #Filipino Food

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lifewiththelulus · 2 years ago

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Omg Kindlin being the one to invite cirrus over this time.

Of course Cirrus is probably not expecting them to go all the way back to the bakery and for Kindlin to be like "here's my room you can sleep here with me" Kindlin is just trying to pretend like things are normal and have always been this way and deflects any questions about her Mom and what happened that she's moved out

She does seem genuinely happier though and the bakery isn't nearly as cold and quiet as her old house

Cirrus would be gitty to finally see Kin’s room. I think the first thing that would catch her eye would be her fox plush (just like the shirt she wore, she still loves foxes, must make a note of that)

She keeps her fox on her bed Cirrus is the only one she lets hold him other than Birch

Omg Kindlin waiting until it's dark out and taking her to sit outside on the roof and look at the lit up city in the distance

Cirrus loves seeing the city lights at night, often imagining that she would be living there in the future once she made it to Broadway.

Aw Them talking about their hopes and dreams while they're up there Everything is lighthearted and dreamy until Kindlin gently takes her hand and gives a half serious look "You'll still visit right? Even when you're a big movie star?"

"Of course. : ) "

Kindlin smiles softly and snuggles into her "Then I'll need to master cloud cakes for sure." She giggles and in a bold move intertwines their fingers. "You're… very special to me. I hope you know that. It would make me sad to see you go… but it would make me happy to know you're doing what you love." She wished her flames wouldn't make blushing so obvious

Cirrus sees her flame but thinks she's just embarrassed for getting emotional. "What about this! When I do become a star, I'll send you free tickets to every show I do, ooo, maybe I could hire you and Birch to do catering!"

Kindlin can't help but crack a big smile. "I would come to every single show regardless." She glanced away "You really do have a really beautiful voice."

Cirrus looked at her surprised. Kindlin was always sweet and gave compliments, and maybe it was just her, but that sounded a bit forward.

Cirrus: Your beautiful.

She said before she even realized what she was saying.

Kindlin's whole face turned a slight pink, and she started to smoke a little. She screamed at herself internally Say something back idiot! "I Love you." Not THAT!

Cirrus's head was spinning, like an airplane flying through a storm.

Did the girl she had been pining for for months really say that?!

Kindlin takes her silence the wrong way and let's go. "I-I'm so sorry, I don't know why- I didn't mean it like-" Kin scooted away and held herself. "I get it if you don't feel the same..you can literally have anyone, you're so pretty a-and good.." Kindlin felt so stupid for tearing up over something she already knew

Cirrus panicked trying to think of what to say or do to let her know she did feel the same. But was acting hysterical. And it looked like she was about to cry. Without thinking, she grabbed her shoulders and pulled her in for a chase kiss.

Kindlin was wide eyed at first, before melting into it and kissing her back eagerly. She reached up to hold Cirrus' cheeks as they kissed. She couldn't help it when her flames crackled anxiously yet excitedly.

After slowly pulling apart from the kiss, Kindlin stared off, then focused again on the girl in front of her "W-wow.. that was better than I imagined.." Kindlin snapped out of her trance. "Er uh-" Great real smooth

Cirrus knew she shouldn't tease her at a time like this but… "You imagined this before too?"

#falls on her face 🛹#the world is a stage! 🌟

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diagonal-queen · 2 years ago

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If the BSD boys were my coworkers

♡ characters: Atsushi Nakajima, Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Kunikida Doppo, Ranpo Edogawa, John Steinbeck, Edgar Allan Poe

♡ synopsis: How would these boys be if they were my coworkers?

♡ cw: Swearing, knives, mentions of sexual harassment

note: For clarification I'm a retail assistant at a grocery store. So basically how good are these boys at stocking vegetables and being nice to people? This is extremely self indulgent, which I apologise for. Also apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Atsushi:

Would be so good with helping customers. I'd always be calling after him to get me out of trouble with mean old customers lol

Like me would also be bad with the wrapping machine T-T

Pretty good at his job, not totally brilliant but also not bad. I think it'd be fine if I were left alone with him for a little bit

The kindest coworker I could ask for honestly he'd always be there to help me if I needed his help

Would bring me back a snack or cake from a nearby bakery or cafe from his lunch break <3

Like me, would find it very hard to not just start eating all the fresh fruit while he's stocking it (I kin him a lot guys lmao)

Actually like super duper efficient and we'd be able to get our work done pretty quickly. The last half hour or so of our shifts would be so slow

Would always ask me to be careful if I were using a knife to do something because he's just a sweetie

Dazai:

This dude would be so damn slow when restocking food honestly and it would be infuriating lmao

Wouldn't be very thorough when checking stock so I'd probably be finding a bit of rotten fruit while working :'(

He'd be fun to hang out with in the back though, would definitely flirt on company time and hold the both of us up lol

Would do that thing where you stand behind someone who's trying to reach something in a high shelf and you'd get it for them but also lowkey lean against them. All the time

Would be good at remembering which stock we have and what we don't have though

He would be so good and charismatic with customers, especially old women they'd call him a charming young gentleman and all that stuff

Always forgets to bring his shit (nametag, pen, apron etc.) to work and would probably have to continuously borrow things

The thing with him is that he's legitimately good at all of it but he just chooses to be incompetent just because T-T

Chuuya:

Would be so. fucking. GOOD at this job holy shit.

Super good at wrapping stock and would get the hang of all the machinery and stuff immediately

Would be civil to customers unless they give him shit then he'd give it right back lmaoo

He would definitely also defend me if I was being bullied by Karens or being harassed by male patrons (during the daytime there's my adult male coworkers and then there's me, a small girl who looks like fifteen or some shit. Y'all know I be gettin called 'sweetie' by men four times my age)

Would always be very salty about having to use the step to reach stock on high shelves lol

But he'd also be super good at heaving and lifting heavy stuff like potato sacks which I'd have to get him to do for me because I'm weak

Would look so hot in the work uniform highkey

Like the number one coworker I won't lie

Akutagawa:

Akutagawa has a serious case of resting bitch face, so customers would be too worried to approach him lmao and I'd have to help everyone

He makes up for this by being super duper good at presentation and so I'd never have to go around and organise things because they'd always look pretty lol

Probably uses his ability to help him carry things (but only in the back because that would scare customers)

Despite his fighting talent he would not be able to cut vegetables. He would be so confused with it. Same with the wrapping he wouldn't be able to get it right

Would prefer to wear gloves while working

If Gin ever came in to grab some groceries he'd talk to her for a little (and treat her better than all the other customers T-T)

Actually wouldn't be so bad to talk to while working but he would literally never initiate any conversations or small talk

Focuses so hard while he's working and it's honestly so cute

Kunikida:

He would be both good to work with but also crappy to work with hear me out

He would be great at remembering stock, helping me with customers, and helping me reach stuff on high shelves because at work I'm considered short

But he'd also hound me for being too slow or not stacking stuff correctly

That being said, he would always answer any questions that I'd have and explain things to me in a way that I'd understand :)

Works like a machine. I'd never be able to catch up to him at all (and he would hate that)

Would not want me bringing snacks or drinks to work but like what's he gonna do? Waste perfectly good food? Didn't think so Kunikida >:)

Even if he had a super long shift he'd just never tire and always be buzzing (even if he were tired he'd be great at concealing it)

Let's just be glad that he's not working alongside Dazai

Ranpo:

WOULDN'T GET ANY GODDAMN WORK DONE

I love Ranpo to the moon and back but he'd be the most useless fucking coworker of all time

He wouldn't make lists, he wouldn't grab stock and if I'm LUCKY he'd work out the front of the store. He'd use any excuse to stay in the back and just use the label maker and maybe cut vegetables because of how low effort it is

Would be super fun to hang out with if we have nothing to do though. We would talk so much shit about mean customers we encounter and stuff

He'd also bring sweets to work and let me have some sometimes, but only if I nag him about not doing any work

Would stay in the fridge just to breathe out and see mist come out of his mouth (and would also forget to close the fridge door)

Knows the layout of the whole damn store after walking through it ONE time

In conclusion I'm snitching to Fukuzawa

Steinbeck:

Absolute fucking BEAST. This dude is a farmer so he's able to rotate and complete quality checks at lightning speed

Honestly probably wouldn't need much training if any at all. He'd be the employee of the month on the first day

I feel like I'd have tons of free time at the end of my shifts because he'd just finish all the work so fast

Could use his ability to replenish stock. He could, but he won't. Just because he's a bit of a bitch (and people might not want to eat literal flesh vegetables but y'know)

Hums along to the songs that he knows on the radio while he works

Is good at being civil with customers but if they give him lip he's not gonna be as civil for much longer

Always bantering with our other coworkers and DEFINITELY talking shit about annoying customers in our free time

I mean if I want to not have to do very much work on a certain day I'd hope that I'd be working with John lol

Poe:

Would take a little while to get used to it all, because I feel like he's not the type to memorise a bunch of stuff super fast

Would be overwhelmed by customers and might freeze up on them; I'd have to come in and save him

Otherwise, he might just default to 'I'll go to the back and check for you' so he can escape the situation (same)

Would take pretty long while restocking food because he'd want to make it all look nice lol

He'd be scared of the wrapping machine (it has a hot plate to seal wrapping and he'd be scared of burning himself on it)

Might actually always be miserable because he's not allowed to bring Karl to work and so he'd feel lonely :(

He and I would talk about our niche interests when we're finished and have nothing else to do

I mean he could most definitely be worse. No matter how bad he'd be I'd love him anyway

i will do a girls version of this btw

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd headcanons #bsd fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #bsd atsushi #bsd dazai #bsd chuuya #bsd akutagawa #bsd kunikida #bsd ranpo #bsd steinbeck #bsd poe #bsd hcs #headcanons

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buttercupsandboys · 3 years ago

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Sunshine & Rainbows — an Alfie Solomons x original character story — Chapter 12

18+ NSFW - minors don’t interact 🙅🏻‍♀️

MASTERLIST | READ ON AO3

CHAPTER 12: fucking speechless

Word count: 4342

TW: language typical of Peaky Blinders, smutty smut, and a touch of fluff

Our favourite couple heads to Birmingham. Alfie struggles to express his emotions, Livy wreaks havoc, and Thomas Shelby is not amused.

"What the fuck is this?"

"What the fuck is what?" echoes Alfie, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I thought your people were supposed to be knowledgeable about animals. It's a fucking dog, mate."

"I know it's a dog, Alfie," replies Thomas, his tone measured as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "But what the fuck is it doing in my house?"

Alfie snorts, his gaze seeking out Livy from across the room. She's drinking tea from a chipped porcelain cup, her head bowed, deep in conversation with an older woman. One of Tom's kin, he assumes, judging from the air of Shelby arrogance. Livy looks shockingly out of place, glowing like the light at the end of a tunnel, her bright crimson hair in sharp contrast with the dark, dusty room.

For what feels like the hundredth time today, he wonders if he made a mistake bringing her here. His pride is sore after asking Thomas for help, and he has half a mind to throw her over his shoulder and drag her back to Camden Town. But then a vision of her half-naked body, painted in blood, flashes behind his eyes and quickly shuts down any lingering doubts.

"Right, well, your lot are shifty fuckers, ain't they?" he finally replies.

"Alfie—"

"Nah, don't start with me, mate, 'cause I know what I fucking know. Filthy bastards, all of ya."

Alfie's eyes narrow, an unspoken warning written all over his face. It's a look of legend, one that earned him the title of Mad Baker—known to have made many a man lose control of his bladder.

But Thomas fucking Shelby is no ordinary man, barely blinking as he removes a cigarette from his silver case, rolling it once across his lips before setting it alight. A plume of smoke dances between them as he waves his hand expectantly.

Alfie grunts, mildly irritated by the Blinder's lack of reaction, before nodding in Livy's direction. "Now, that woman there, she can take care of herself. Don't let her size fool you." His voice drops dangerously. "'Cause Thomas, piss her off, and she might just cut off your cock. I've seen what she's capable of, and trust me, mate. You don't want to know."

A proud smile creeps across his face as he recalls finding that wop with his throat slit and crotch mutilated. That's my good girl. He had his men dump the naked body in the street as a final act of humiliation—and a warning to anyone who dares touch what belongs to him. She exists for his eyes, his hands, and his heart only. He hasn't found the courage to tell her yet, but it doesn't matter because he knows it, in the same way he knows the sun will rise with each new day. And after the stupid fucking mistake he made with Sabini, there isn't anything he wouldn't do to keep her safe.

"But I'm not a betting man," Alfie continues. "Unlike you, I leave nothing to chance. This dog here is an insurance policy if you will. His name is Cyril, and he stays with her. Everywhere she goes, he goes too."

"No one is going to touch your girl, Alfie." Thomas inhales deeply from his cigarette, considering his words before continuing. "I agreed she could stay, but the dog is off the table."

"Off the table?" repeats Alfie, his hands resting loosely on his cane as he leans forward to speak directly into the smaller man's ear. "Listen, sweetie, need I remind you what happened at the Eden Club, thanks to that idiot fucking brother of yours? All brawn and no brains, that one. You're lucky I don't have him skinned alive and made into a fucking flag to fly above my bakery as a warning to other daft cunts.

"But I just happen to be in a forgiving fucking mood, so here's what's going to happen." Alfie pauses to jab him in the chest. "You will take my fucking dog, you will put on a fucking smile, and you will make sure Livy enjoys her fucking time in this fucking wasteland you call home. Alright, mate?" he concludes, sounding almost cheerful as he straightens up and pats Thomas on the shoulder.

"It will cost you."

"Yeah, yeah—put another tonne on my bill," snorts Alfie as he brushes by Thomas, signalling the end of the conversation.

It's unlike him to concede so readily; usually, he's a ruthless negotiator, refusing to leave even a schilling on the table. But today, Alfie's more concerned about wasting time than coin, keenly aware of the clock ticking, inching closer to the hour when he'll leave and she'll stay. It's only a week, but the thought of being away from her now that he finally has her in his bed tugs painfully at the heartstrings he only recently discovered exist.

Livy senses his presence, looking up as he crosses the room with Cyril faithfully by his side. She flashes a warm smile that he can't help returning, despite his reluctance to show affection around business associates. As always, the rules go out the window when it comes to her.

"Alfie, have you met Polly Gray?" asks Livy, her cheeks rosy and eyes bright, clearly pleased to be in the company of the dark-haired woman.

Of course, he thinks, recalling her fondness for gypsies. This one looks like the queen of them all, with wild curls framing her elegant features and a hawk-like stare that warns him to tread carefully. But Alfie being Alfie, decides to test the waters.

"Mrs Gray, is it?" he questions cooly.

His tone earns him a stern look from Livy, but Polly looks amused, standing and inhaling deeply from her cigarette before replying. "My maiden name is Shelby, Mr Solomons. It will do you well to remember that."

Alfie grunts, secretly pleased to be proven correct. The Shelbys are powerful, but men are stupid, easily led astray by whiskey and their cocks. He should know, and he's not ashamed to admit it. Livy will be safer with another strong woman to look after her; her safety is all that matters.

"Well, Mrs Gray formerly Shelby, would you be so kind as to show us where she'll be sleeping? I have her bags and a bed for the dog."

"For fucks sake," mutters Thomas, still unhappy about Cyril, a dog that apparently travels with his own fucking bed. As a gypsy, he does have a connection with animals, and it tells him this one will be a pain in the arse, much like his owner.

But his grumbling only earns him a smirk from Alfie, a raised brow from Polly, and a giggle from Livy as she reaches down to pat the creature in question.

"That's a good boy, Cyril," she coos, causing the pup's tail to wag at the same furious pace as his owner's heart, which races at the sight of them together.

"Mr Solomons, Livy … and Cyril. If you'll follow me," announces Polly, leading the strange trio out of the kitchen, up the narrow stairs, and into the belly of the Shelby family home.

— • — • —

"Fucking hell," barks Alfie as the door slams behind him. He drops her bag and frowns, taking in the small bed, the threadbare furnishings, and the stained walls. "I've seen prison cells more welcoming than this. I'm not leaving you here."

"Alfie," soothes Livy, reaching for his arm. "It's fine, darling. Trust me, I've seen much worse."

His face softens. "I don't give a fuck what you've seen, pet. I know what you deserve, and it ain't this. I change my fucking mind. C'mon, let's get you out of here."

"I'm not going anywhere," she protests as he pulls her off the bed and into his arms. "You told me yourself that I'm safer in Birmingham."

Her fingers trail the broad planes of his chest before tangling in the unruly hair at the base of his neck. "This room is more than suitable for a short stay, and you know it," Livy whispers, pulling him closer. "I think you're just afraid you'll miss me too much, hmmm?"

Alfie scoffs because, damn fucking straight, he’ll miss her. He's all too aware of the truth behind her words, and the mere thought of leaving her sparks something primal, a heady mix of desire and fear, deep in his gut.

Without thinking, he spins her around, boxing her small frame against the wall, caging her with his arms. He can feel her heaving breasts against his chest and is suddenly overwhelmed by a desperate need to claim her, to mark her as his own, and—dare he hope—to be claimed in return.

"Livy," he growls, his voice low and gravely as her hands go still and her eyes go wide. She looks up at him expectantly, and he wants to tell her more than anything he's ever wanted to say in his dumb fucking life.

But instead, he's left to choke on his frustration because he can't get the damn words out. Alfie wants to laugh at the irony because he knows his reputation, yet here he is, fucking speechless.

With a sigh, he gives up and gives in, crushing his lips to hers. Alfie is where he is in life because, unlike most men, he understands his limitations and works around them. If he can't communicate his love because his useless tongue refuses to cooperate, he'll use it to show her in other, more pleasurable ways.

Or at least he would if his fucking dog wasn't pressed against her skirts, growling at him with his lips pulled back and teeth bared.

Under different circumstances, he'd be thrilled to see Cyril hovering protectively over Livy but now is not the fucking time. Alfie snarls and bares his own teeth as he orders the dog into the corner (where he has a very comfortable bed waiting for him). But when he refuses, Alfie doesn't hesitate to grab the hulking canine by the collar and shove him out into the hall.

The poor pup whines as the door slams in his face, and Livy frowns in protest, but Alfie is having none of it. Instead, he buries himself in her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses, walking with her until her knees hit the bed, and she falls backwards.

"Alfie, are we really doing this now?" she squeals, but her protest is weak to both their ears.

"Yes," he answers, his voice muffled as he disappears beneath her skirts. Livy giggles as his beard brushes against the delicate skin of her thigh, but it quickly turns to a low moan when he pushes aside the flimsy cotton, revealing her slick centre. He leans forward, dragging his tongue through her folds, heart thundering because she's always so fucking wet and ready for him. Only for him, he vows as he wraps his arms around her legs, spreading her wide and pinning her against the mattress.

Somewhat greedily, like a man starved, he swirls his tongue around her clit, worshipping the swollen bud and marvelling at the way her body responds. Somewhere in the distance, he can hear the sweet sound of her whimpering, and it's beautiful. She's so fucking beautiful, all of her unravelling beneath him, and yet again, he finds himself thanking god because he knows there exists no universe where a man like him deserves a woman like her. He slips a finger inside her, then another, shuddering at her tight, velvety warmth, further proof of this fucking miracle.

A cool breeze caresses his hot skin as Livy gathers her skirts. His tongue is still buried deep between her thighs, but he raises his eyes to meet her golden gaze, and his entire body is set alight by what he finds; passion, desire—and maybe, just maybe, something else. But before he can say for sure, her eyes shut, and her head falls back. A loud moan, one surely heard by all the residents of the house, escapes her lips as her thighs tremble violently around his head. He can feel her cresting, calling his name as she pulses around his fingers, and it just about does him in.

Sweet fucking perfection.

Alfie pulls back, pressing soft kisses against her thigh, her knee, the delicate bone of her ankle, before standing and finding her mouth, red and slightly swollen from where she's been biting her lip. He lingers, knowing she can taste herself on him and finds himself getting impossibly harder.

His desire is almost painful now, and Livy seems to sense it, or more likely, feels it pressing firmly against her hip. Her nimble fingers quickly find and release his massive erection, and he groans, rocking gently against her warm palm as she strokes him, the friction sending shivers down his spine.

But he needs more, and when he remembers he'll be leaving her alone in this god-awful town, it's like a switch is flipped. Alfie stands quicker than a man his age should be able to, especially after kneeling on the floor with a bad hip. But he's numb to everything but the desperate need to possess her as he lifts her body, spins her around and bends her over the edge of the bed.

She gracefully positions herself with her head down and hips up, submitting in a way that feeds the feral side of him—the dark side that takes and maims and murders for no reason other than to serve his own selfish need for accumulation. But as he strokes a finger down her spine and watches her body open even further, he realises with some shock that he no longer has any interest in fulfilling anyone's needs but hers.

Well, except for one obvious need of his own—and with that thought, he slides inside her, his knees nearly buckling as the intense sensations wash over him. In this position, he's deeper than ever before, but his pleasure almost pales against the depth of newfound emotion. Almost. Add the visual feast of his swollen cock disappearing beneath her perfectly rounded bottom, and he has to bite his lip to keep from finishing on the spot.

"Fuck, Livy. You'll be the death of me," Alfie manages to grunt once he claws back a modicum of control.

She peeks over her shoulder and smiles up at him. "You always say that, Alfie, but you're still alive."

He responds by thrusting hard, driving her face into the bed because he's no longer capable of communicating with anything other than grunts and mumbled curses. She moans, signalling her own cognitive decline, and Alfie curls protectively over her body, pressing small kisses into her shoulder as his hand finds the sweet spot between her legs.

Livy whimpers again, her pleasure building quickly with the dual stimulation of his cock and fingers, and Alfie can feel himself trembling with anticipation. He's never felt or seen another woman who comes quite like she does, with such complete abandon—and to prove his point, she falls over the edge and drags him with her. Her walls pulsate, milking him in a way that's so fucking intense he forgets to breathe until suddenly he finds himself collapsed against her and gasping for air.

After a much-needed moment to collect himself, he rolls on his side and pulls her along, wrapped tightly in his arms. They lie together in silence, enjoying the afterglow until Livy suddenly spins to face him.

"Alfie, Cyril!" she exclaims, her eyes wide with concern.

He chuckles under his breath. "I'll find the mutt in a minute. He can't be in too much trouble; he's supposed to be your fucking guard dog."

"Does that mean … I'm staying?"

The air is tense as she strokes his cheek, but her touch is as gentle as her tone, a tender acknowledgment of his inner struggle. It's yet another reason he loves her so much. Despite all his grumbling, it's not his decision to make, and it's a courtesy of her to even ask.

But Alfie knows what he has to say. Despite being a possessive man, used to taking control of damn near everything, he treads carefully with her. Experience tells him that pushing too hard will only drive her away.

"If that's what you want, love," he finally answers, somewhat reluctantly, as he drops a kiss on her forehead. "For one week, yeah? You can go play with the gypsies, telling fortunes or whatever it is you lot get up to."

Alfie grunts when she pokes him hard in the rib. "Fucking hell, woman," he growls as he pulls away, but then he softens at the affection written on her face. Once again, he's close to telling her, so fucking close—but men are shouting, his dog is barking, and she's shoving him out of bed.

"Go. Cyril, now," Livy demands, and he has no choice but to go save his idiot fucking beast.

— • — • —

Monday, 6:02 am

The sun has just begun its accent over the horizon, painting his office in subtle shades of pink and gold, but Alfie's in no mood to appreciate or even notice.

It's been 36 hours—not even two fucking days—since he left Livy in Birmingham, and he can't think about anything but her. And yes, she's been a distraction since the moment she walked through his fucking door, but not like this. He can't eat, he can't sleep, and he can't work unless he's planning for Epsom because the only thing he cares about is taking down the wop at the centre of all of this.

And, of course, her. Alfie cares for her so much that it physically fucking hurts, but she's so woven into the fabric of his being now that it no longer feels necessary to point out, in the same way one doesn't need to explain the mechanics of breathing. She's part of him now, and her pain is his pain, which is why he hopes Sabini has the balls to show up at Epsom, so he can shoot him in the fucking face. He perks up slightly, imagining the carnage when the phone rings.

His heart leaps at the prospect of hearing her voice (because who else would be calling at this early hour), but then the depressing sound of a Brummie accent comes rumbling down the line.

"Good morning, Alfie."

He grunts. "Is it, mate?"

"No, actually, it's not," replies Thomas, sounding quite thoroughly irritated, a remarkable display of emotion from the usually stone-faced Blinder. "I got dragged out of bed at three in the morning last night. And do you want to know why?"

"Not really—"

"Because a certain redhead downed half a bottle of rum and decided to go horseback riding down Watery Lane with your beast of a dog chasing at her heels."

"What the fuck, Tom," barks Alfie. "I thought you had men fucking watching her—"

"And not just any horse, Alfie," continues Thomas, cutting him off again. "Livy and her partner in crime, Esme, decided to take out a racehorse." A cigarette is lit, and he inhales deeply. "And not just any fucking racehorse, oh no. She chooses the horse I'm sending to Epsom this Saturday to go joyriding, on the cobblestones, in the middle of the night. With Cyril in pursuit, barking his fucking head off and waking up the whole goddamn town."

"Right. Well, Thomas, thank you for sharing. I'm fucking delighted that you decided to call at the crack of fucking dawn to tell me about your horses. Really, I am. Maybe next time I come to Birmingham, I'll let you brush my fucking hair, and you can tell me more." Alfie pauses, his voice dropping dangerously. "But right now, what I want to know, is where are the FUCKING MEN who are supposed to be watching her?"

"I told you there is nothing to worry about while she's under my protection. Men were watching, but apparently, she doesn't fucking listen. How surprising," he mutters disapprovingly. "You can rest assured, Alfie, that no one will touch her unless I decide to put her over my knee for stealing my—"

"Watch your fucking mouth, Thomas, because if you even THINK of putting your grimy hands near her," Alfie's temper has made an appearance and now he's yelling down the line, "I will burn your entire fucking city to the ground. And over what, a few women having a drink and a bit of fun? Get your shit together, and tell her to call me when she wakes up."

He slams down the phone and stares at it, his blood boiling in his ears. But then he pictures Thomas fucking Shelby chasing his prized racehorse down the street at three in the morning with Cyril hot on his heels, and his mood considerably improves.

Maybe today won't be that bad after all.

— • — • —

Wednesday, 6:54 am

"Alfie."

Sigh.

"Thomas."

"I know you like to dress like you just rolled out of a gutter, but some of us take pride in our appearance."

"Is that so, mate? And did you decide to call at," Alfie pauses to look at his watch, "6:54 in the fucking morning to lecture me about my wardrobe choices?"

"No." There's a sharp inhale of a cigarette before Thomas continues. "I'm calling to add another tonne to your bill. Three pairs of leather shoes, imported from France, destroyed by your mutt."

"Cyril?"

"Yes."

"Well, Tom. Here's the thing. It couldn't have been my dog."

"No?"

"Nah, mate. He can't stand French food. You know, on account of the war and all."

Silence.

"Maybe it's one of those bitches you brought home? I've heard a lot about Birmingham women—"

The line goes dead, and Alfie makes a mental note to send Ollie to the butcher before Cyril gets home.

Good dog.

— • — • —

Friday, 3:43 pm

"Sir?"

"Fucking what?" bellows Alfie from deep on the factory floor. He's seconds from breaking David's face for delaying today's shipment, a costly mistake at the best of times, currently made worse because his bill in Birmingham is blowing out by the fucking minute.

"There's a call for you," Ollie shouts back.

"Tell that fucking gypsy—"

"It's the redhead, sir."

Right, then…

Alfie shoots David a hard look, but the dumb fuck is already on his knees, thanking god for the interruption that saved his teeth. He's tempted to smash them anyway, lest the lads think he's gone soft, but maybe they have a point because he doesn't want to keep her waiting.

He hurries to the office and picks up the phone, heart racing when he hears her familiar voice sing out.

"Hello, darling!"

"Hello, sweetheart. Have you been behaving yourself?" There's a pause, and despite the distance, Alfie can practically see the sheepish look on her face. "Livy?" he threatens playfully. "What now, pet?"

"Well … I think I may have upset Thomas."

Alfie nearly snorts because that ship has long sailed but manages to maintain his composure.

"Why do you say that, love?"

"Well, you know I used to travel with Esme Lee? Of course, you do." Livy laughs nervously, answering her own question. "We have similar … passions. Johnny taught us both."

"Right …" prompts Alfie as he leans back in his chair, dropping his feet on the desk.

He has a good feeling about this and smiles as Livy goes on to weave a story about a late night at the Garrison that somehow involved the girls throwing knives and using the Blinder's signature caps for target practice.

"It was just a bit of fun, darling. You know I have excellent aim, and so does Esme! In fact, I must ask her to demonstrate when you're in town. Anyway, we were there with John—her husband, who I quite like—along with Polly and Arthur."

Alfie growls at the mention of the eldest Shelby, but she ignores him.

"We were all having a lovely time! But then comes Thomas, and you know how he is." Livy groans and he can picture her burying her face in her hands. "He was grumpy about having a dog in the pub, and yes, I suppose I should have asked before using his cap for my turn—"

Alfie sputters, practically spitting a glass of water across the desk as her words sink in.

"Livy, love—did you throw a knife at Thomas Shelby's head?" He wonders if the man’s in hospital, that would explain why he hasn't heard from him today.

"Not his head, Alfie. His cap! It was part of the game. Anyway, he's fine. He went riding this morning, mumbling something about needing fresh air. Polly says he's under a lot of stress."

This time Alfie can't hold back his snort. "I'm sure he's fine, pet. Enough about that sour fuck. Tell me about you, love." The following words slip out before he can catch them. "Missing me?"

Missing me? Alfie wants to smack himself because he sounds like a pathetic schoolboy, but then he hears her soft sigh against his ear.

"It's been a long week, darling. I'm having a lovely time with Esme, Polly, and even the boys …."

"But," he prompts, trying desperately not to sound too eager (and, in all likelihood, failing).

"But it's too long, Alfie. I want to come home."

Home. His heart swells because this is her fucking home, here with him. He already knows it, like he knows his name, but hearing the words come out of her mouth is everything he needs to hear.

Well, except for three other little words that he still can't find the courage to say, but he will, he promises himself.

When she comes home.

Home to him.

"Soon, love. Very fucking soon. You give Cyril a big hug from me, yeah? And I'll see you tomorrow. You'll be home before you know it."

"Alright, Alfie. I …" she trails off, and he swears his heart skips a beat. "I'll see you then."

And with that, Livy hangs up the phone.

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delirious-donna · 2 years ago

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beautiful Donna ! it makes me so happy to see you on the dash :>

i was wondering if you had any thoughts on my dearest Chifuyu or Kakucho? 💖

Aww you’re so sweet! It’s nice to be a bit more present and active, and lovely to see you too 💗

I have more thoughts on Chifuyu as I kin that doofus so that’s who I am going to go with…

Chifuyu has a sweet tooth, a massive one at that. Cakes, ice cream, candy, chocolate, but his number one top treat is cookies. The man is a sucker for a really good chewy chocolate chip cookie.

He can be stubborn at times, though it’s rare and the best way to ensure you get your way — ply him with sweets. Take a trip to his favourite bakery and have a box of cookies on standby if you really need him to come around to your way of thinking. He’ll be putty in your hand in no time at all.

Send me a character and I’ll tell you a thought about them!

#delirious answers #gorgeous gray #chifuyu matsuno #ask game

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msm-tsotmw · 2 years ago

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5/25/20XX

(also tagging @paidexp heehee)

So, yesterday we finally got to meet Edin. And, uh…

they were around fucking

100 feet tall or something like that

He almost stepped on me.

Uh, Sorry! Ah Just… Didn’t Notice Ye There Coz You’re So Small.

well its not their fault for being so short

(Sprigg rolls their eyes.)

Ah Didn’t Mean It, Really!

…Okay.

So , Is It Okay If You Retell The Story You Told Us Yesterday ?

…Huh?

The Story ? You Know …

Sorry, Ah Forgot Abit That One. I’m Kin' Ay Forgetful, Miss… What’s Yer Name Again?

Aw , That’s Alright ! My Name’s Toorie , By The Way .

Ah. Toorie. Thanks!

No Problem !

…Wait, What Were We Talkin’ Abit?

Um .

Why are you so forgetful?

Huh?

You know, how you forget things really easily.

Er… Problem Wi’ My Core, Apparently. That’s What Others Say, Anyway…

…Ooh, One Of Those Ladybugs Jeeo’s Always Talking Abit!

Careful ! You Might-

(The ladybug lands on one of Edin’s hands, and they are surprisingly gentle for a 107 foot tall robot with a castle for a body.)

Oh .

wait uhhh whos jeeo

Awdajeeo Derchattenn? You Know, That Ladybug-Spider Fella.

oh yea right

him

and his weird fucking stogg

Wha?

nothing

Wait, how come you’ve never sang in Faerie Island’s song?

Well, Ah Am Taller Than Th’ Average Wubbox, Plus Ah’m Kind Of Loud If I’m Not Careful Enough. Ah Think Ah Caused An Earthquake The Last Time Ah Sang.

Oh. That explains it.

…Wait, how did a Wubbox like you get onto Faerie in the first place?

Uh , Sprigg , I Think That’s Too Much Questio-

Nae, They Can Ask All They Want!

An', Well, Ah Dunno How Ah Got Here, Either…

All I Remember Is Wakin' Up Here On Faerie, An' Boom! New Friends!

Kind of like how all Jeeo remembers is arriving here…

Wha?

Nothing, just something Jeeo told me.

Ah, Jeeo! He’s A Nice Fella.

Wait, What Were We Talkin’ Abit?

Oh, Look! It’s Jeeo, Avani, And That Bird He Hangs Out With! Hi!

(The 107-almost-110-foot-tall Faerie Wubbox waves to the 2 Monsters and 1 big critter far below him.)

huh? oh, hello!

hey!

bark bark!

oh shit avani

grrrrrrrrr

Uh… Ye Got Somethin’ Against Her?

she bit me once and it HURT

Oh.

Well, She’s Not Pure ‘At Open To Visitors, But She’s A Friendly Stogg Once You Get On Her Good Side!

if you say so

Anyways , Do You Guys Wanna Get Some More Pizza ? There’s Leftovers From Yesterday !

no thanks

Okay.

What? What’s A Pizza?

Ah , Just Like Mauna .

Who?

One Of Our Friends ! She Doesn’t Remember A Lot Of Things Due To Having Been Trapped In Amber For A LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG Time , But She Really Liked The Pizza When She Got To Trying It !

Ah, Alright! I’d Try Too, But Ah’m Probably WAY Too Big To Get A Seat At Th' Bakery.

Maybe We Can Bring Some ?

That’d Be Brilliant, Thanks!

Alright , The Others And I’ll Be Going There Now ! Bye !

See Ya, Toorie!

bye

(Mondo tries to avoid getting bitten by Avani AGAIN. Sprigg spots something in a bush… is that a piece of paper?)

…Yeah. See you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

yeah um uhhhh new AU fact just dropped!! so instead of being actual Monsters, Stoggs are just REALLY big critters that are able to join into an Island’s song. the same goes for Reedlings, since those 2 are basically the dogs of the Monster World!!

-Mod Jimmy 🗣️

#msm #my singing monsters #msm au #my singing monsters au #furcorn #furcorn msm #mammott #mammott msm #epic wubbox #epic wubbox msm #pompom #pompom msm #ahralliday #ahralliday msm #tweedle #tweedle msm #stogg #stogg msm

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moonglittering · 2 years ago

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M, P?

✨ @starfoam. meme. still accepting!

M : MOONLIGHT. what is your muse’s ideal date? where / who with / etc?

he’s really simple in his approach to date. sure, he’s the son of a bombastic billionaire and kin to actual space royalty. he doesn’t like being taken to fancy restaurants tho, like. not all the time. the occasional michelin experience is fine for him, but it doesnt make a great evening out. his ideal date is a chill night pref rainy night, wearing nothing but his pajamas, and ordering vietnamese food. like some bun rieu and dumplings. maybe even pick up something from a local bakery??? he’s a huge fan of custard buns :) or ordering / cooking whatever, as long as his manz agrees.

put on some music. like some jazz or soul or adult contemporary / quiet storm. something smooth and romantic and beautiful. have a good conversation that lasts for a couple of hours or three. theeen, a movie. he has so many movies he wants to share!! mostly films from hong kong. classics. he’s also a fan of going to indie movie theaters. or like going to showings of so-bad-theyre-good films like ‘ fateful findings ’ lolll. or a classic by a certain tommy wiseau who he wants to meet very badly ,

taking night walks underneath city lights, botanical gardens, record stores, cruisin’ down by the ocean in a drop top car that he rented just for the occasion. yeah he just likes some down to earth, real shit. talking…. discussing….. talking about everything and nothing and also enjoying silence. omg maybe even like…. a class typa date…. pottery class heehee. the sexiness of touching each others clay covered hands….

maybe even doing some stuff like going to the skating rink. trying something like archery. you know he’s just down for shit lol. but he dont want anything stuffy. vi aint that type of guy. like he already worries on a daily basis about his professional life, he doesnt wanna feel anxious in a relationship by having uptight dates.

like... take him to do something new, too. like. idk. show him some shit he’s never seen before.

also with who? ... to be continued.

P : PARTNER. what does your muse look for in a partner? looks / personality?

someone that can keep him on his toes, because i think being in a relationship with someone that doesn’t challenge him in any way would bore him. someone that can make him think! in any way! also he likes good ole roasting sessions, like if he can crack on u and u lob it right back at him. preferably even harder than he went. then that’s excellent. looks wise? really tall, deep laugh / smile lines because he thinks those are cute.

putting his ideal partner in words is so difficult but trust me... he has his types... he finds so many traits attractive but he finds just as many traits a super turn off.

#🌙 ABOUT! LET'S MEET ON A MOONLIT PATH.#starfoam #/ vi is rly allergic to corny guys......#/ i mean certain flavors of dork he enjoys. but still.

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Everlark Fic Exchange. PROMPTS

Springtime Edition 2021.

These are the prompts we’ve received so far.

Crossed out prompts have already been selected and are being turned into fics!

A huge ‘Thank you’ to everyone who’s taken the time to come up with an idea and send it our way. Your prompts are the heart of the Exchange. Without them, our authors wouldn’t get to write all those beautiful fics. So, please, keep them coming!

You haven’t sent anything yet? Don’t worry, there’s still time. We’ll be receiving prompts until March 7. Don’t be afraid to inspire us!

Prompts:

Prompt 1: “No, I noticed just about every girl, but none of them made a lasting impression but you.” (Peeta’s pov of the girls who made impressions that didn’t last and the ones Katniss made that did.) [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 2: “Luck Is What Happens When Preparation Meets Opportunity” - When they are assigned to the same group in middleschool Home Ec class, Peeta seizes the opportunity to pursue Katniss using all his well-honed family bakery and salesmanship skills. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 3: I would like to see some everlark where Finnick walks in on them or Johanna and the there victors make fun of them for what they heard [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 4: Trope: Jealousy Katniss. Modern AU Katniss Everdeen sees his ex boyfriend as the date of one of her coworkers in the company party. She shouldn’t care, because she broke with him, one year ago and still.... when their song plays, against her better judgements, she finds herself dancing with him. [submitted by @alwayseverlark]

Prompt 5: Peeta and Katniss were both rescued in the arena and Peeta shares a bunk in D13 with Finnick - Finnick was sleeping and Peeta and Katniss doesn't see him there in the dark hours while they are tangled in lust and desire - either when everlark is doing it and realizes finnick is there or maybe finnicks POV as he is listening silently or even telling Johanna about it the next day - maybe he even stops them mid fuck with a snide sarcastic remark it's up to you [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 6: Modern AU. High School or College Everlark. Make the “booth Kiss” but Everlark! Peeta is the big brother of Katniss best friend, and she never imagined rule number #9 would become a problem. “Rule #9: Relatives of your best friend are off-limits.” [submitted by @alwayseverlark]

Prompt 7: Prompt: Butthurt emotionally immature Peeta acts the asshat manwhore around Katniss when, in misinterpreting her, he believes that she thinks he’s not good enough for her. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 8: Age gap. Peeta and Katniss are cast as the romantic leads in a show (tv, film, stage, or even a commercial). Of course they cast someone half his age. Peeta can’t help falling for her anyway. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 9: Canon-Divergent/ In Panem D12 “I waited for you” he said but she dint’t reply. He pressed for an answer he knew he deserved, “under the rain, Katniss. I waited for you, under the rain... why would you do that?” / “I can’t do this anymore, Peeta” / “Bullshit, you can but you just don’t want. I thought you were brave!” he yelled at her looking for any reaction that will give some hope. His tears threatening to run down his face. / She didn’t move, and she didn’t correct her, so he ran away and slammed the door behind him. / “I love you” Katniss said to an empty room. [submitted by @alwayseverlark]

Prompt 10: Canon Divergent. When Peeta is rescued from the Capitol and brought to D13, he’s forgotten everything related to Katniss. The Capitol has erased his memories: no Valley Song, no bread, no games, ... nothing. It’s the perfect opportunity for Katniss to let it go, it’s what every tells her... but she still kisses his pearl goodnight. [submitted by @alwayseverlark]

Prompt 11: Prim is marrying before starting her dream job as a pediatric surgeon in another district. 30-something Katniss is proud, thrilled, and yet bereft when her entire life was lived for Prim. She’s never even dated. Has Peeta been waiting for this moment to make his move? Or do they meet at the wedding? Or when her friend drags Katniss out of her slump to a party or on a wild vacation after convincing her to quit her jobs and start a new life? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 12: Fae Katniss. She’s been with him his entire life, so Peeta simply accepted that no one else could see her, thought other people had their own Katniss. She’d been called his imaginary friend and later a crutch, a figment of his imagination, a delusion. Dr. A asks him to make a “real” friend, ignore Katniss, try going on a date. But Katniss won’t be ignored. And a jealous Katniss is a force. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 13: Katniss is “just one of the guys” and the only girl in school who’s never been asked for a date by any of these guys. One day she’s “discovered” by a modeling agency and whisked to the Capital. She returns 3-months later with a new look, new found confidence, and cash. How will Peeta deal with the new Katniss and all the attention she gets from everyone? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 14: Peeta is 17 when it comes out the only thing his mother ever cooked was the books; he loses his home, his family, his roll in the community. Katniss is 17 when she loses her only reason for living. What brings them together? How do they help each other survive? What forces work against them? When do they accept the other as ally, as friend, as lover? Canon divergent. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 15: 16-yr-old Peeta’s family moves away. 10 years later he returns and buys a foreclosed upon fixer-upper. When does he learn it belonged to Katniss’s family? She still lives there and hides from him, observes him, haunts him, and ruins all his romantic dates when he’s trying to impress women by making them dinner. Does she learn all she needs to know about him and fall in love before he discovers she’s real and living with him and the one who’s been ruining his love life? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 16: canon divergent, arranged marriage. Many, many years after the rebellion, old victor and mockingjay Haymitch living alone finally starts accepting help, hires teenagers Katniss to bring him liquor and pick up packages and Peeta to bring food and do some chores. The old man sees how the 2 could be good for each other, and being strategic, manipulative, and an old romantic fool with regrets over “the one that got away,” he writes a will leaving his huge fortune to Peeta and Katniss on the condition they have a big romantic wedding within 30 days and live in his mansion caring for his Effie Rose Garden (“Creamy buds unfurl to reveal a memorable heart of buttery yellow, dusty apricot and zesty orange. From a cupped bloom, Rose Effie gradually opens to a perfect rosette, showcasing her splendor.”) And geese. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 17: AU, supernatural. “The Monkey's Paw" retelling - 3 wishes are granted (to the owner of the monkey's paw, either Katniss or Peeta) but the wishes come with an enormous price for interfering with fate. Will the last wish make things right? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 18: enemies to lovers. Katniss ruins Peeta’s relationship or his shot with a super hot woman. Peeta ruins Katniss’s shot at great job or security with potential fiancé. Other series of embarrassments and cockblocking type events? Will they start sabotaging each other for revenge? Will they have angry sex or will it dawn on them that they’re actually attracted to each other first and make everything awkward before they instead have a sweet vulnerable moment and slow reverent love-making? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 19: based loosely on retelling of biblical Jacob and wives Rachel and Leah in that polygamist Peeta is husband to both Katniss and Prim. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 20: Peeta works in ER or long-term care facility. Katniss called in from next-of-kin list and has to decide whether to pull the plug on Prim. They argue over value and meaning of life, over spiritual beliefs and doubts of afterlife, over everything. What will she do? Will this event in this one room be the only thing they ever share, or will the bond they forge through this emotional event be the beginning for them? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 21: Graduating senior Katniss finally accepts an invitation to one of Madge’s wild, unsupervised parties completely unprepared for what goes on in them. Everyone at the party notices her for different reasons from jealousy over the way she looks to suspicion that she’s going to tell parents about the activities to desire to ruin her good girl reputation. Peeta has never missed a party - how does he react to seeing her there? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 22: Their creative writing assignment is to write a short story or poem and to illustrate it as a sketch, painting, animation, with puppets, anything goes. Classmates Katniss and Peeta base their works on the exact same shared experience! (such as the burnt bread, the dandelion, the meadow at sunset, something else entirely). Reaction? People think one of them copied the idea off the other or that they worked together. But Katniss and Peeta realize that the other one remembers, and it meant something to them, too! Will they finally talk? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 23: social media type craziness enemies to lovers. Katniss and Peeta each host a YouTube channel rapidly growing in popularity, Peeta focuses on baking and Katniss on wild game cooking, a competition for audience share becomes personal after they both bake a meat pie recipe, viewers begin to rabidly support their favorite or to ship them together hard, they start to hate each other without ever meeting, maybe they get forced into interacting for a charity benefit, things get ugly, maybe one or both has significant other who react badly to the shipping hype? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 24: While no one expected Katniss to show up to graduation right after her mother passed away and her sister died, they were surprised that she disappeared completely, and even more stunned when she reappeared years later to claim the town’s only apothecary as the last living family member. What compels her to take it over? Where has she been? What kind of welcome does she get? How does she feel about returning and about town life? What’s been going on with Peeta, is he the baker, is he single, a dad, how’s he been all these years? Will talking with him be awkward? Has he changed? Who has Katniss become? Does she seem different? Will she stay? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 25: Katniss is the new girl at this school, transferred to get a better education. Everything about her is alluring, even more so because she doesn’t see the effect she has. Seems everyone is in a clique. She learns that some people are mean and compete like it’s a fight to the death. How does she survive this new arena, learn to identify friends, and stay true to her values under this pressure to fit in? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 26: MJ canon divergent: Prim was not killed. Gale and Katniss attempted to get back to how they were before the war, but he realized he already lost Katniss' to Peeta - heart, body and soul. Any POV. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 27: Everlark in a Tangled!AU, with Katniss as Eugene, and Peeta as Rapunzel (without the super long hair...he has lovely, curly blond locks that heal when combed along to the song...but boy uses a rope to get people in/out of the tower!) [submitted by @albinokittens300]

Prompt 28: Modern AU: Bestfriends!Everlark took their shot at being lovers. But Katniss introduced Peeta as her "bestfriend" to a guy in a party (she was not used to calling him boyfriend yet). He was furious. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 29: I want to request a fic where Katniss and Peeta almost lost their first child and it just made their love and relationship even stronger. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 30: Peeta is Katniss’ tantric yoga teacher. She joins the class on a dare from Johanna and is committed to attending for 3 months. She hates it...at first. Smut happens. [submitted by @mrspeetamellark]

Prompt 31: Peeta Mellark, breakout star and heartthrob has just been cast in the newest highly anticipated fantasy epic (think like Jon Snow in GoT....or whatever because this is just a prompt) His character is highly skilled with a sword and absolutely lethal with a bow. Him and the rest of the cast have to do three months of intensive training prior to production. How will that go with him having a massive crush on Katniss Everdeen, weapons expert and fight choreographer? [submitted by @nightlock-89]

Prompt 32: Katniss Everdeen, famous musician hates posing for photoshoots whether it's for an album or a magazine with the exception of celebrity photographer Peeta Mellark who seems to always know the way to get the best shots. [submitted by @nightlock-89]

Prompt 33: Based off the movie The Vow except it's Peeta who wakes up to find out he's married to his childhood crush Katniss Everdeen with no knowledge of them ever even dating. [submitted by @nightlock-89]

Prompt 34: Modern AU where a forty year old Katniss has shut herself off from the world from fear of getting hurt. After her sister dies she realizes how isolated she is and now wants to open herself up to love, but hasn’t a clue where to begin. Everlark HEA - the details of how they meet and what Peeta’s been up to are entirely up to you. :) [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 35: Katniss and Peeta tet to have a date night but the babysitter calls for some "disaster" at home (a burst pipe or something, nothing serious). [submitted by @booksrockmyface]

Prompt 36: Katniss and Peeta are both single parents. They meet while chaperoning a field trip. The rest is up to you! [submitted by @mrspeetamellark]

Prompt 37: Forbidden romance AU: Katniss is the school principal. Peeta is a new teacher fresh out of college. Age!gap Everlark. Smut happens. [submitted by @mrspeetamellark]

Prompt 38: Both Katniss and Peeta are rescued from the arena, and Peeta’s entire family makes it safely to D13. How does everyone get along? (Perhaps the older Mellark brothers have a “chat” with Gale? Or the Hawthornes, Mellarks and Everdeens meet up for the first time at dinner and a fight breaks out? Does anyone have anything to say about the beach kiss?? Prim? Rye? Gale? Will Katniss stick by Peeta or avoid meeting the expectations she set with that beach kiss and declaration of “I need you”?) [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 39: Katniss has been bumping into the same stranger (Peeta) for months. When they get stuck in an unfortunate situation together, she decides to be the first to say hello. [submitted by @eiramrelyat]

Prompt 40: Katniss is finally, after a long fight with infertility, expecting their second baby. She plans to share this news with Peeta in a big way. Just some sweet, happy Everlark excited for their second toastbaby! [submitted by @albinokittens300]

Prompt 41: based on high school musical. katniss as gabriella, the smart, great singer and shy girl who starts a friendship w the football star player of the school peeta mellark after singing together at a new year's day's party. could be based on the events of one or all three movies. just some light, fluff high school romance and a very hea. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 42: Group of friends. Economic disaster, no jobs; eventually in desperation someone in the group suggests making a porno for $, the idea takes off, as they work on a script and put out ideas, alot becomes clear, like who has kinks, who has tried a lot, and that one is an inexperienced virgin. Does the writing experience have consequences to the group dynamic, will they actually film and sell it, will they stay friends? Are any couples or siblings part of the group? Are secrets revealed through brainstorming? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 43: After getting her to agree to be his girlfriend, Gale calls Katniss frigid for not being ready for more than handholding and chaste kisses. In effort thaw her faster, he makes an appointment with a team of sex experts, Mellark, Mason, and Undersee (offering MD diagnostics, individual and couple counseling, sex surrogacy help). The professional team breaks under strain of dealing with jackass Gale. Katniss breaks all ties with him and learns in working with the team that she wants sex and just how she likes it. (Is it M/F, F/F, 3-way...) [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 44: First-date Everlark. How do they know each other? Who asked who? How do they prepare? Where do they go? How old are they? Does the first date end with a kiss? Pancakes? Request for another? Is it perfect or a disaster so epic they actually have fun and agree to a second first-date? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 45: Peeta works security (peacekeeper? police?), Katniss is a protester (rebellion? BLM?) or a civilian (rebel?) or a local translator in her village. Do they know each other at all? Work together? Fight on opposite sides or meet at common ground? What threatens them? Are their feelings real? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 46: They really do toast privately in CF - katniss wearing an orange dress for peeta and peeta making cheese buns for katniss. They wanted something their own. No one knows about it and there’s no baby (as far they know) but how would this change their relationship? How they make their decisions? Would anyone actually believe they’re married when she gets to district 13? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 47: Katniss and peeta have a secret semi-relationship prior to the 74th games resulting in a child. Katniss’ family hides it was her pregnancy and pretends its mrs everdeens - assuming katniss went to cray or something. What happens when both katniss and peeta are reaped? Will peeta learn of his child? Will anything change during the games? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 48: Mrs. Mellark survived the bombing of district 12 because she was squatting at Peeta’s house. How does this event change her and how does this effect Everlark? (Does this count as an eligible prompt? I just think it would be a great dynamic!) [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 49: Age gap. Peeta is a kid in love, driven to enlist, returns as amputee, expects no woman will have him, let alone Katniss. She has become a skilled healer, comes to care for him. He makes her heart full again, she renews him. Age becomes irrelevant. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 50: Fae Peeta or some other supernatural. Mellarks are secretly fae and Peeta meets his mate *Katniss* on the first day of school. katniss is human and it’s dangerous for them to interact when they are so young still. Peeta is forbidden to interact with her until the 74th games - where he will do everything he can to save her. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 51: Katniss and Peeta unknowingly have super powers. Anything beyond regular human is rare or unheard of in Panem. For some reason it manifests in both of them and comes out as they both fight to protect each other’s lives in the games. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 52: An AU based on Casper The movie from 1995 (just rewatched this movie, it gaves me so much EverLark vibes^^). Katniss comes to live in an old house alone or with family. Peeta is a ghost staying in this house for who knows how long. He doesn't remember much of his living life. The house is full of secrets. They try to discover the story of Peeta and of course they fell in love ! How can it be a happy ending ? 😉 [submitted by @dreamingreaderuniverse]

Prompt 53: Peeta has a harder time after the 74th games then anyone realizes. PTSD, the virtual abandonment of his family, and Katniss’ lack of interest in him, he’s in a bad place. He puts up a front when around Katniss and Haymitch, but things come to head when he gets an anxiety/panic attack while on the victory tour. Katniss is there for him. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 54: Madge has hosted “Beach Week!” ever since her family acquired the multi-dwelling retreat years ago. Katniss never had the $ to go, but with Madge relocating to Paris, Katniss lets Madge cover her share of the expenses with the promise to make it the best! week! ever! Katniss assumes Madge means taking a turn at karaoke or *gulp* going skinny dipping by moonlight. She learns that Madge and her many guests shed all inhibitions, especially with this being their last chance to go wild. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 55: Arriving in D13, it’s quickly discovered that Peeta will never be the same. Mixed with a failed high jacking, and a brutal beating, Peeta’s brain will never be the same. He’s childlike and mostly nonverbal, but Katniss still sees her Boy with Bread and will protect him at all costs.[submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 56: Peeta wasn’t highjacked in MJ. He was tortured, but not set against Katniss. After Peeta’s warning to D13 he receives the punishment for treason: he becomes an avox. [submitted by @kiinghanalister]

Prompt 57: Girl Scout Cookies come to D12: real world trackerjacker venom to a proud 4th generation baker. Is his own daughter a new scout? Is he asked to lead the fundraiser? Does troop leader Katniss come by with her scouts asking to set up a sales table in front of Mellark Bakery? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 58: Katniss’s grandchild is full of questions: why does grandpa walk funny? why is your yard have only dandelions when everybody else only has grass? why can’t I pick the prim roses - they’re yellow, too ... did you know I could eat this many cheesebuns? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 59: Katniss dad is a victor he won his hunger games and is a mentor. Peeta is reaped for the games and Katniss begs her dad to help him win the games. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 60: Quote prompt: I can see in his eyes what I've done is unforgivable ... "Who can't lie, Peeta?" (Maybe Katniss and Mrs Mellark manipulate situation to get what they think is best for Peeta, sacrificing relationship and destroying trust? Does he leave for years? Does she ever apologize enough to renew a friendship? Was he forced to live a different life than what he wanted? Or does he live his dream life but without Katniss? Is he happily married with kids when she sees him a few years later? Or is he an old bitter man who never loved or trusted again?) [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 61: The Hunger Games is real - you can go home with your winnings to live HEA. Katniss and Peeta celebrate with sex. Unfortunately, the beauty treatment chemicals stimulate the gonads, and Katniss finds she’s carrying not just one Mellark baby but eight. They’ll need more $. Haymitch suggests a reality tv show. Everyone must play a roll to earn a salary - Mrs Mellark plays the loving grandma (off camera, she’s still a mean bitch), who else will take on a tv persona? They jam in many ridiculous product placements. They slap their logo onto anything they can sell to capitolites. How far will they go to keep those baby butts in clean diapers? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 62: Katniss is the football team’s new kicker and the league’s first and only female player. It’s their first road trip. She’d heard stories about what goes on from head cheerleader Madge and piccolo player Delly. Katniss deals with locker room issues, getting respect she earned for her skill, handling the culture of drinking and casual sex, dealing with possessive girls jealous of her time with the guys or others influencing her to change her look or her attitude, finding what makes her happy and what is real. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 63: Enemies to lovers; Katniss and Peeta are rival business owners (located right next door to each other). A blackout during a snowstorm pushes them together and they are forced to face their true feelings. Do that really "hate" each other, or is their intense desire for one another manifesting itself in other ways? Before the night is over, they find themselves locked in the other's arms. [submitted by @ameliaodair]

Prompt 64: Katniss and Peeta are in a scary car accident - bring on the angst! With happy ending of course :) [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 65: 74th games - Katniss is being cornered by a male tribute (whoever you want) early on in the games. She doesn’t have her bow and he’s larger and stronger. He quickly over powers her but he’s not looking to kill her - he has more nefarious ideas. Peeta finds them and doesn’t hesitate to tackle the tribute off of Katniss and kills him in rage. Katniss doesn’t leave Peeta’s side after this moment. How does this change Katniss and the rest of the books? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 66: A story told in pictures. Like, Instagram of their stuff only, as Katniss and Peeta get in to college, change roommates, suffer loss, move on, eventually see their stuff together when they cohabitate, or maybe start there and go through drama of breakup until find way back together. (Like the supposition that your garden looks overgrown is a clue that your husband is having an affair type of idea). [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 67: 🌈❤️🦋Katniss and Peeta are the cutest couple!🌸❤️🦄Everbody hates them. Everyone tries to break them up, for their own reason, using their own methods. Damn it, it only makes their love stronger! It ends in some triumph, like celebration of their golden anniversary or other great fortune. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 68: Katniss always wanted to be a mother, she just never wanted to admit it with the Games hanging over everyone’s heads. So when the war is over and everything is real for Katniss and Peeta, she’s wants to start a family with Peeta. Only- Peeta has never wanted kids. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 69: It’s the start of the holiday shopping season. The Hunger Games Victors’ big public event is attending the grand opening of a huge new toy store where they are presented with hottest must-have new toys: action figures of themselves. Afterwards, they start playing with their dolls. Johanna’s is quickly naked. Is Finnick’s anatomically correct? Anyone jealous of Katniss’s doll coming with the Cinna Collection accessories? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 70: Everlark AU Where the Heart Is (movie) - heavily pregnant Katniss is abandoned at a Walmart in the middle of nowhere by her baby daddy. Homeless and with nowhere to go, Katniss secretly bunks at Walmart each day. One early morning she goes into labor and is discovered by the blue eyed and kind employee Peeta who immediately jumps in to help. Admitting to having no one or place to go to Nurse Effie, Katniss finds herself and her baby the reluctant charge of Haymitch Abernathy. [submitted by @kiinghanalister]

Prompt 71: Magic of Ordinary Days AU: 1940s, Katniss is a single pregnant girl. Desperate for her daughter not to have a child out of wedlock, Mrs Everdeen contacts a priest who in turn knows a young man who just may be willing to help. Sweet, kind and shy Peeta stayed home to take care of the family farm when his beloved brother went to war to never come back. He’s always wanted a family but rural small town life gives little chance to court. He hears of Katniss’ plight and graciously offers to marry her and raise the child as his own. He does everything he can think of to make a home for Katniss and the baby. How does Katniss take it? How does their relationship develop? Will they fall in love? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 72: Post MJ Everlark Parallel to the CF Scene that takes place after the jabberjay hour. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 73: Katniss looses a baby before they have Toastbaby one [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 74: Con man Peeta has an elaborate operation fleecing money out of unsuspecting wealthy victims. Why does he do it? Is it a Robin Hood type operation to redistribute money to the underprivileged and marginalized people? Or is it more selfishly oriented? He can’t do it alone and hires Katniss as a “research assistant.” Authors choice as to what exactly her role is. Does she help select the victims? The recipients of the funds? Or is she involved in planning and executing the cons? Does she help him discover the errors of his ways if he’s doing it for himself? Whatever the plan is, falling in love is not part of it and when you lose focus of the plan, bad things happen. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 75: Black swan style AU with Peeta as Odette and/or Odelle. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 76: Vignettes from a mother’s eye. Everlark through the eyes of Mrs Everdeen, Mrs Mellark, Mrs Hawthorne. One of them or any combination of the three. Canon compliant or any AU. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 77: Married Everlark are coworkers and their marriage is on the rocks. They’ve been sleeping in separate rooms. Divorce looks inevitable. On a business trip, there is *dramatic pause* only one bed. Does the forced closeness lead them to really talk for the first time in months or does it drive them further apart? Smut not required. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 78: Everlark in their twilight years. What do their relationships with the toastbabies look like? Are there grandkids? [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 79: This holiday is dumb, Katniss says every year even as Peeta goes all out with the traditions, decorations, themed baked goods, cajoling Katniss to partake in activities. Now there’s a toastbaby on the way and for some reason, Peeta doesn’t do any of the things he usually does for the holiday. How does Katniss react? Relieved? Or does she realize she actually loves his zeal and tries to spark the spirit back into him? Writer picks the holiday and level of cheesy fluff. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 80: How does that work? They were roommates and best friends. When they meet a couple who has a common law marriage, Everlark starts to wonder if it applies to them too. Go angsty or fluffy or crazy, wherever the muse takes you. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 81: Shakespearean style AU in the vein of Still Star Crossed. Katniss and Peeta were not the famed star crossed lovers. Someone else was. But while the deaths of their best friends are still fresh, Katniss and Peeta find themselves in an arranged marriage to hopefully heal the rift. Tell me their story. Any time period or setting welcome. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 82: Everlark + Taylor Swift. I'll make it easy. Any song, write a fic based on it. Are Katniss or Peeta the songwriter, or the ones living out the ending? [submitted by @archersandsunsets]

Prompt 83: Katniss gets stung by tracker jackers post mj, Peeta take care of his wife [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 84: Elementary School - the beginning of having a “girlfriend/boyfriend” - Katniss’s best friends (Maggie and Gale) are the “it couple”. She really doesn’t care - she can sit with her friend Jo at lunch and hangs out on the monkey bars alone. Until a new boy comes to school! [submitted by @winegirl65]

Prompt 85: Arranged Marriage!Everlark. (Not medieval necessarily but ‘old time’ setting) Peeta and Katniss have been betrothed since they were children, but have only seen each other through portraits/paintings. Both grow resentful of their arranged marriage, and act up against it; K being as wild and unladylike as possible: hunting, wearing trousers, riding bareback; P being a rake, silver tongue con artist, etc. A month before their wedding, they meet at a The Hub (black market/pub/whatever disresputable place you want it to be) and bet at arm wrestling against each other. Is it love at first sight? Do they armwrestle each other? Do they recognize one another? Will there be smut because ‘hey, we’ll be marry in a month anyway’? Writers choice! [submitted by @alliswell21]

Prompt 86: Katniss is married to Gale, but they have an open marriage. Gale sleeps around and has other girlfriends, but Katniss is only intimide with her best friend, Peeta - extra brownie points if Everlark have toast babies or Kat leaves Gale for Peeta. Thank you! [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 87: Katniss is desperate for a job. She applies for a job with the following description, even though she isn’t fully qualified: We are looking to hire a Data Analyst to join our data team. You will take responsibility for managing our master data set, developing reports, and troubleshooting data issues. To do well in this role you need a very fine eye for detail, experience as a data analyst, and a deep understanding of the popular data analysis tools and databases.Peeta’s just doing his friend a favor, applying for a job he’s definitely not qualified for in order to keep an eye on his friend’s crazy uncle.What happens when Katniss and Peeta are the only applicants for the job of data analyst to Supervillain Haymitch? Will they find a way to both get what they need? Do they stick to the job description or discover that there’s much more to the phrase “Others duties as assigned”? What about Haymitch? His nefarious plans always go awry, and actually don’t seem all that evil, but perhaps with the help of his two questionable new data analysts, he can finally expose two-faced Superhero Coin for the dastardly villain she is. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 88: Peeta designs “toys” for his adult shop. He hires Katniss to test his products, she has to fill a questionnaire for feed back or something of the sort. One day she comes in complaining that one of the toys doesn’t work; Peeta thinks she’s not using it properly, so he sits in to watch her try it once more... “to take notes”. She is indeed using it wrong, so he steps in to show her the correct way. [submitted by @alliswell21]

Prompt 89: If Prim and Peeta are never reaped, and Mrs Mellark and Prim die after the 75th Games, and widower Mr Mellark marries widow Mrs Everdeen, what would happen to Katniss? We know from the book that her mom would leave her. And, what would Peeta do? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 90: The Olympic committee is selling sponsorships and heavily advertising the upcoming games. The most photogenic of each sport is asked to pose for pics and attend functions, film commercial together, do some interviews. What sports represented by Katniss, Peeta, others? Required to look cozy? Animosity behind those smiles? Competitiveness? Banter? Any secrets? Do they have a “breakfast club” ending? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 91: Katniss senses something is amiss before the bakery door opens: chaos as Mr. Mellark incapacitated (throws out back?) on one of their busiest days! Mrs M never acknowledged K before, but they desperately need kitchen help, now! And K is more than capable of working hard. A bargain is struck to clean up and follow all other directions thrown at her in exchange for bread and coin. Hard negotiations? Peeta’s reaction? Is it Katniss and all 3 boys in the back? Do the older 2 know her? Any talking? How does the long day go? Does it end well for Peeta? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 92: Years later, the blocked mine shaft is finally cleared, and the bodies are recovered. Will recovery of her father’s remains help Katniss or make things worse? Will the community do anything to honor the men? Will the Everdeens get any personal effects, did he leave a message for Katniss? Will there be evidence that leads to prosecution and $ settlement? Will Peeta, Gale, community, mom, Prim be there to support K? Who can she talk to? Is she changed? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 93: Mr Hawthorne doesn’t die in the mine explosion. It’s he who Katniss meets in the woods and becomes her hunting partner, and eventually a father figure when he starts offering advice on what to do once she graduates. He sees how the baker’s son acts, but he has 3 sons who need strong, hard-working and skilled wives, and he saw Mrs E leave town life behind. Peeta never sees K with Gale - what impact does that have on him? Does Mr H speak of rebellion or does he stay quiet on the subject? Does Katniss see the Hawthorns happily married and modify views on marriage if not on raising a family? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 94: Chris Pratt was a “kick ass” door to door coupon salesman. That could be Peeta! Vacuum cleaner sales, and he has to come in for a demonstration! He’s charming, but does his pitch earn him a sale? Does his cleaner choke on all the cat hair from buttercup? Does the powerful unit suck up something of value? Is it even her house or is she house sitting and wasting his time? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 95: Peeta is also rescued or ah least when he is saved from the capitol he isn’t hijacked which leads to katniss and peeta finally dating - Johanna and finnick still make fun of the happy couple about being so “pure” and one day they have enough - either they purposely do the deed loudly or something in front of them or whatever it is, make it steamy! Or.......peeta exxagerates and tells finnick and Johanna what they have done together in an attempt to prove how unpure they are and Katniss overhears and finally does all the things peeta was explaining [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 96: The Games ended with the rebellion years ago, but now you can “experience all the excitement for yourself at Disney’s newest theme park The Hunger Games! Take a wild train ride into a real replica arena! Experience the thrill of virtually racing to the 3-D weapons pile then trade your kill count tickets in for arcade prizes! Flex your muscles swinging real replica axes and swords! Try on costumes, or enjoy a spa day at Beauty Base Zero! Enjoy an all-you-can-eat meal at The Cornucopia Buffet!” So, who wants to go? Or, who works there? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 97: Everlark cuddling. That’s it. That’s the prompt. [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 98: Toned, nubile, athletic Katniss and Peeta are hired as stunt and body doubles for a couple of famous film actors who have been liberally airbrushed for the promo pics. The $ is good. No one can know. A lot of nudity. No dialogue, just well timed grunts and groans. One talks a lot when nervous between takes. Some embarrassing moments. Friendship and trust built over time. When it’s over, can they walk away? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 99: I want a smutty filled fanfic in d13 if Peeta wasnt hijacked and or captured. Are they in a relationship? How does this change Katniss’ relationship with Gale? What does Johanna think of it all? Does Finnick make fun of them but slap Peeta on the back? Does Mrs. Everdeen have an awkward conversation with Katniss about birth control? Does anyone overhear or walk in? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 100: Can be modern canon compliant divergent or whatever but with Johanna and Finnick and or Haymitch talking about Everlark and what they have or haven’t done yet. They all make a bet to see who is right and how far the star crossed lovers have taken there physical and emotional relationship. Extra points if Finnick knowingly smiles at Peeta or Everlark tells them who is right. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 101: Artist Peeta’s niche: option 1: pets - portraits dressed in period costumes with or without owner, or perfectly painted on sugar cookie, other medium? Does Prim want it, or does Katniss surprise gift it to Prim? Buttercup or Lady? In studio or outdoors? Is K indulgent or exasperated? option 2: uptight Katniss discovers that Prim had erotic boudoir photos taken of herself, and neither she nor photographer Peeta told her! She would have stopped Prim. Who is Peeta to katniss? Is Peeta insulted by what she spews out about his job and art? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 102: Peeta and Katniss are both made to wait outside the principals office. One of them in trouble for getting into a fight. The other ? Conversation started by the one not seething. As the hour drags on, they discover common ground and attraction. Suddenly, principal opens office door, and the moment is gone. Do they find way to each other at school? Or in big high school, do they happen to see each other years later under very different circumstances? [submitted by @567inpanem]

Prompt 103: Nonhijacked Peeta in d13 needs advice from Finnick about well, you know, how to fuck a girl. And well Katniss goes to Johanna or Annie for the same thing. Will Finnick and Johanna and or Annie tell each other about Katniss and Peeta asking advice? Will they purposely sabotage Everlark by giving them funny bad advice? Will they purposely and awkwardly talk about it at lunch with Gale there? Up to you but make it funny and hot [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 104: Everlark before the quell starts to get intimate, when it dawns on them that Katniss doesn’t want to get pregnant and frankly, either does Peeta however this is something they want to experience. So what do they do? Ask Panem’s biggest heartthrob Finnick for some condoms. Hopefully when the victors have training the next day at lunch, Finnick hasn’t told anyone. Hopefully....😏 [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 105: Katniss is lucky enough to be upgraded to First Class on a flight home to visit her mother and younger sister. Little does she know that onboard is one of Panem’s most important, and consequently, most handsome men, and he takes a shining to her. [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 106: Peeta is a pearl diver/diver/oceanographer. He’s been looking for the perfect way to propose to his longtime girlfriend, Katniss, and thinks he’s found it when he discovers a rare pearl under the sea. The problem is, Katniss isn’t the only one who appreciates his find. [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 107: When her boyfriend cheats, Katniss gets her revenge by making a pass at her boyfriend’s greatest enemy. She only intended to flirt with him to piss off her cheating ex, but things spiral out of control, and they wind up in a dangerously passionate entanglement. [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 108: Everlark fall for one another over a blood transfusion. It happens not once, but twice. His blood runs through her veins, and now hers runs through his. What are the odds they would save each other’s lives? [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 109: Haymitch as a matchmaker. Nuff’ said. His matches are always disasters, but one time, he gets it exactly right when he sets up his neighbors, a stoic girl with a braid and a lonely, blond baker boy. [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 110: A group of bachelorettes/bridesmaids kidnap groom-to-be, Peeta Mellark, in order to convince him that he's marrying the wrong woman, and that he should, in fact, be with their friend and fellow bridesmaid, Katniss Everdeen. [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 111: Peeta is a struggling post-graduate art major. He finally finds a place he can afford because the landlord cuts him some slack on the rent. One day, his landlord becomes ill/injured and his daughter/niece takes over. Peeta's instantly smitten with her, but she insists on the full rent. Will Peeta find a way to pay his sexy landlord? Can he also win her heart? [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 112: Katniss's family owns a Mexican restaurant. Peeta and his friends come in, and he's immediately captivated by her. He keeps coming back, hoping to win her over, but he makes the mistake of inadvertently insulting her/her family. Can he make amends? Will she ever go out with him? [submitted by @mandelion82]

Prompt 113: she’s the man au featuring katniss and gale as the twins, peeta as duke, and madge as Olivia. [submitted by @thegirlwhowokethedreamer]

Prompt 114: Inspired by THIS picture I found - finnick understands Peeta and katniss' love for one another in his point of view [submitted by @everlark-always]

Prompt 115: Post mockingjay, everlark picnic in the meadow, with child or without whatever you feel I just want happy thriving everlark post war [submitted by @everlark-always]

Prompt 116: Hades Peeta and Persephone Katniss fanfic. Maybe Katniss is being abused or needs a reason to leave Olympus and Peeta provides that for her or Peeta just takes her. Peeta may bit of a douche or even dark!Peeta but the two warm up to each other eventually. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 117: Dark!Peeta fanfic where he is a stalker, kidnapper, or serial killer. But he does all of these things because it’s his way of protecting Katniss and ensuring they will be together. Katniss finds out in the end and chaos ensues [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 118: Under the Tuscan Sun AU: Reeling from the breakdown of her marriage due to her partner's infidelity, and struggling to follow up a successful book release, Katniss's friends book her a trip on a bus tour through Tuscany, Italy, to try and help her move on. When she accidentally ends up buying a villa in the Tuscan countryside, she finds not only new inspiration but a new chance at love in the form of her blonde-haired contractor, Peeta Mellark. [submitted by @thelettersfromnoone]

Prompt 119: what if Katniss and Peeta didn't get interrupted by finnick that night on the beach in the quell? Would they have kept going? Would the outcome of the night change since that new relationship step where they absolutely would have refused to be seperated? [submitted by @everlark-always]

Prompt 120: In the blast in THG, Katniss loses hearing in BOTH ears - she's miraculously able to hear the announcement of the 2 tributes from the same district (maybe it's just super muffled??) how does katniss handle the rest of the games without her hearing? how is peeta able to communicate with her? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 121: Secret lovers!Everlark, aged 20s: They've been a group of friends with Gale and Finnick. Katniss has always been "one of the boys" and seemed uninterested with boys... until Peeta and she had this drunken confession night and they've been hiding kisses and touches since. Summer in a few weeks, they want to go officially together to their annual beach trip, and they start planning how to break it to their friends gently... especially to Gale whom she turned down in college. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 122: a day in the bakery with Peeta and Katniss ... could be modern or in Panem ... I’ve just been watching a lot of Korean cafe videos and I need detailed descriptions of cake and cute couple moments 🍰 [submitted by @rosegardeninwinter]

Prompt 123: wholesome late 1700s Austen-esque romance with local country pastor Peeta (a la Henry Tilney) and his pretty, windswept parishioner, Miss Katniss Everdeen (a la any Austen heroine) with the angelic singing voice and dandelion trimmed bonnet [submitted by @rosegardeninwinter]

Prompt 124: The war is over, Peeta has been home for 6 months and things have been gradually better between him and Katniss. Just as Katniss starts to realize how much she needs Peeta things begin to fall apart and he is quick regressing into the tortured Capitol mutt. The Doctors say there is no hope. Katniss convinces Beetee to break into Peeta's medical files and discovers things about Peeta's mother noone knew, especially Peeta. Can this new information be the key to bringing her Peeta back or will it destroy both of them. [submitted by @emazura]

Prompt 125: Peeta Mellark has just started school with a disability (physical, metal, etc.). How will his best friend, Katniss Everdeen, help him through the year and navigate bullies? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 126: The Wedding Year AU. K & P meet and start dating. Early on, they learn that between the both of them they're invited to a lot of weddings (for friends, coworkers, family, whoever), even in the wedding party for some. They decide which ones they'll attend, and these weddings are spread throughout the year. The thing is K has commitment issues and isn't sure if she's even the marrying type, so how does this year of weddings play out for her and P? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 127: AU - Peeta is has two older brothers, a loving but weak father, and an abusive mother. How can the older boys comfort five year old Peeta after his mother’s attacks? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 128: broken katniss post mockingjay - super depressed about everything and the weight of what she went through is finally sinking in with no war to distract her. Peeta comes back and takes care of Katniss - either Peeta Katniss or even Haymitch’s points of view [submitted by @everlark-always]

Prompt 129: AU Inspired by the Greek and Roman mythologies, where the Games take place in an amphitheater/arena turned into a labyrinth. How often do the games occur? Are there mythological beasts/mutts? How do Katniss and Peeta survive? Or do they not? What happens after they leave the arena? [submitted by @katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Prompt 130: Sheep herder Peeta and quiet seamstress Katniss. That’s it. That’s the prompt. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 131: okay well somebody’s gotta do the inevitable Everlark/WandaVision crossover ... but it’s gotta end happy or I’m gonna be very upset [submitted by @rosegardeninwinter]

Prompt 132: Katniss and Peeta are musicians writing songs about one another unbeknownst to the other. Specifically Taylor Swift's cover of Untouchable, Katniss writes about Peeta. Peeta writes Jump then Fall (maybe change it up a little) about Katniss. Please & thank you! [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 133: The victory tour is live-streamed and mandatory viewing for each district. What no one expected however, was for Snow to know Peeta was the words behind Katniss - the one he couldn’t control. When peeta starts talking about rue and thresh in D11, snow issues the command and everyone is shocked when a bang rings out and a red spot starts rapidly spreading on Peeta’s chest. Reactions and the aftermath! [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 134: Katniss and Peeta in an FLR marriage, Peeta is bisexual and so Katniss has a lot of boyfriends like Cinna, Thresh, Gale, Finnick with whom they have sexy times. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 135: Princess Katniss Everdeen was forced to marry King Snow's son Cato, to ensure that the people in her kingdom didn’t die due to famine. Too bad she falls in love with Cato's personal sex slave, Peeta Mellark. But his time in the royal harem and that with the prince has made him too broken to even consider about love. Will Katniss be able to soothe his bettered soul? What happens when the king finds out? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 136: Katniss Everdeen never had a student as unruly as Peeta Mellark. She wants to spank the hell out of him. What happens when he finally submits himself to his hot and sexy bio teacher? [submitted by @everlurked]

Prompt 137: Millionaire Katniss Everdeen is a porn film maker. Too bad she has to hire, watch and edit two of the sexist man on earth Peeta Mellark and Finnick Odair having sex when she finds out that she might be having a huge crush on Peeta. But she thinks that they are in a relationship. Will she take a chance when Peeta tells her that he is bi and actually Finnick and him are friends, comfortable with each other to do such intimate things for money and not so subtly hints that he likes her too? [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 138: Katniss realizes her feelings for Peeta on the train back and is honest with herself and Peeta about how real it was for her - the beginning of a real relationship after the games [submitted by @everlark-always]

Prompt 139: Young Katniss discovers a wolf cub caught in one of her traps while hunting with her father. They bring him home to heal and Katniss falls in love with his gorgeous blue eyes. He joins the family and becomes Katniss’ new hunting partner. As he grows, Katniss discovers the orphaned wolf’s secret. Werewolf!PeetaBonus: Jealous Gale (As friend? Hunting partner? Your choice) [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 140: The west side of the village is surrounded by a vast forest that no one dares to enter. There’s a legend that states anyone who enters will die in the hands of the wolf that can’t turn back into a man. Katniss doesn’t believe this but when she reads a book, the curiosity gets to her and the only one that she could trust is the drunk man of the town. Witness her encounters this cursed being and how everything in this town isn’t what it seems. #werewolves #magic [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 141: Okay. So texting is wonderful, isn’t it? Katniss is thrilled that she can talk to people without actually talking, especially across the room when that one person you want to talk to is in a different conversation/group than you are. (This can just be fluffy, but as an added bonus, maybe it’s also a way for someone to get *flirty* - or more - with their convo, making her blush like crazy, and the people in her group wanna know what’s going on, why are you blushing..... Or even reversed where Peeta ends up blushing at something she sent. Though he would probably just grin and look up at her unabashedly, which she chided him for later because it’s a dead giveaway. OR! Katniss receives an unwanted text/set of texts from someone - named or not idc - and someone like Finnick or Jo, Gale, maybe Prim, or even Peeta - beast mode activated - sees it over her shoulder and loses their shit and starts taking over the conversation in a ridiculous and hilarious way, unbeknownst to the person responding, and to Katniss’ chagrin. Maybe even as a group, and Katniss just cannot get her phone out of their hands. (I feel like Haymitch, Cinna, and Effie would add their hilarious two cents here and there but also I have no idea how that would work. Idk. This is also known as “The prompt for something I want to write but I don’t write sexy because I’m an awkward turtle but I still want to read this”. You know. Thank you in advance to anyone who read this and/or takes it on.) [submitted by @everybirdfellsilent]

Prompt 142: An Eon ago, the powerful seer got sent a prophecy that shook the world where it stood. "The joining of the purest soulmate will bring the gift that will change the world." (Can be changed to sound so much better)Throughout the years, the prophecy has been misconstrued and manipulated to their owe benefit. Is Katniss the child, the prophecy warned or is there more to that? #Magic #Soulmates [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 143: Katniss moves into a new town for her new job when she catches the eye of the VP of the bicker gang. How long can she resist him and can she truly fit into his life? #HotPeeta [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 144: She has a night of fun before the start of the semester. She meets this guy, they hit it off that they sleep together. But when she shows up to her class the next day, she sees the guy again. But he’s her professor and he’s way older than she originally thought. #olderPeeta [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 145: She moves in with her aunt and uncle when her parents dies in a small town. After suffering through trama, Katniss slowly starts to get better with the help of her family (aunt, uncle, cousin) and the Mellark brothers. But when things starts happening to her and the people around her, it’s revealed that she and almost everyone in the towns are apart of the werewolf pack and that one of the Mellark brothers is her mate. #werewolves [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 146: Katniss and Peeta Mellark as the "Biggest Family of District 12!" #allthetoastbabies [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 147: An Everlark fic inspired by e.e. cummings poem I Carry Your Heart [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 148: When a wolf pup runs towards Katniss while in the forest calling her Mama, she doesn't know where they came from and how can she understand them? Is she going crazy? Who's the father? (Its the hot hunk that she meets a day later) #werewolves #toastpups [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 149: An Everlark fic based on the real life story of a kitty becoming best friends with a neighbor (I will post the video link in the comments of the answered ask). Is Peeta depressed? PTSD? Grieving? (Please no divorced/widow/single dad storyline though unless it's like adoption). How does Katniss ultimately bond with Peeta and be a healing light for him in addition to Buttercup? Tension tension tension. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 150: Katniss + Peeta idiots to lovers, modern au best friends secretly pining for one another. Ever the dynamic duo and short on cash, they decide to participate in a couples study. Who's the therapist? (Haymitch?) At what point does the therapist assigned to them realize they aren't even together? And does the therapist realize one or both is in love with the other? Big bonus points for a "It's you. It's always been you." moment. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 151: Pandemic!Everlark. It's their first zoom date and stressed out, overworked Katniss FALLS ASLEEP (maybe they were watching a show together?) Peeta stays on the line and draws her. What happens after Katniss wakes up to a sheepish Peeta with a breathtaking portrait of her? [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 152: Enemies to lovers modern au. Katniss emails her group of new hires the training guide to review before they start on Monday. Monday morning just before she's set to meet with the group of trainees Katniss finds an email from new hire Peeta Mellark, attached is the training guide. Completely edited and rewritten. Lots of fuming in their first meeting and total tit for tat hijinks ensue. Torture us with the rivalry please. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 153: Best friends!Everlark who have always been in love with one another. Katniss is in a pretty serious accident, of course Peeta visits her every single day. He notices that every time he enters the room her heart monitor beeps due to elevated heart rate. He notices and finally mentions to a mutual friend (Madge? Finnick?) how it's sweet that she gets excited to see her friends, said friend rolls eyes and is like uh yeah ok "friend". Peeta's all what? Cue suspicion so next time he visits her he takes it a step further and gives little touches (brushes her hair back, strokes her cheek, grazes her arm? LET IT BURN) to see what happens. Sure enough her HR skyrockets. Tell us all the sweet and suspenseful details :))) [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 154: Soulmate au where your soulmates injuries and scars show up on your body tinted in their favorite color. Katniss through the years as she discovers new marks, pondering what it could possibly be, finally figuring out that her soulmate is being hurt way too regularly and in very specific places. Do her parents figure out Peeta is being abused? How do they find and "rescue" him? Or does Peeta live his whole childhood being abused before turning 18? Does he runaway? How do he and Katniss find their way to one another? [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 155: Just a really sweet meet cute of skateboarder!Peeta wiping out the first time he sees Katniss. Bonus points for her being a skater too.[submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 156: Post MJ: Toastbabys perspective from in the womb throughout pregnancy. Bonus points for post birth moments. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 157: Miscommunication. Katniss texts Peeta that she needs some 🥖. Peeta thinks the breadstick is a euphemism of her asking him for sex. How do things play out? [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 158: CF AU: Peeta gets drunk with Haymitch after the quell announcement. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 159: High school au with popular girl, valedictorian, great at sport and then there is Peeta Mellark shy, awkward, sweet but not so good in academics with a huge crush on Katniss. Will she even look at him when she already has tall, dark and handsome Gale by her side? Typical high school drama ensues. [submitted by @everlurked]

Prompt 160: Katniss witnesses a potential crime in progress and gets in contact with law enforcement. Thanks to her tip, a travesty is adverted. But why did the perpetrator seem to recognize Katniss? And when did the baker’s boy become a head FBI agent? [submitted by @kiinghanalister]

Prompt 161: Katniss is texting back and forth with her older boss (who is hott and recently divorced) about a deadline. She's also bra shopping and taking photos to send to Johanna to get her opinion when she accidentally mixes up the recipients. She notices that she just hit send on the photo to Peeta by mistake (her boobs look amazing by the way, bonus points if it's sunset orange) Mortified she texts "shit, wrong person" What happens the next day at the office. Does Peeta think the pics were for a boyfriend? What's he thinking about during the staff meeting? Will Katniss be able to show her face? [submitted by @nightlock-1989]

Prompt 162: Peeta is actually the Mr. Mellark Mrs. Everdeen left behind to marry her true love when they were 18. They parted on good terms but Peeta just had to get out of town never knowing Mr Everdeens first or last name. 22 years later he returns and falls in love with frequent customer Katniss (who is of age) He brings out the playful side in her and she makes him feel young again. Katniss, who doesn't have a great relationship with her mother, doesn't tell her about the older man she's dating. While running errands, Mrs. Everdeen bumps into Katniss and Peeta, who happen to be engaged in a playful game of grab ass. Shock sets in for everyone. Does Mrs. Everdeen think Katniss is Peetas midlife crisis? Does Katniss' young age begin to nag Peeta? Huge bonus if Katniss freaks out because she realizes Peeta has fucked both her and her mom. [submitted by @nightlock-1989]

Prompt 163: Golden Age of Hollywood AU: Songbird Katniss finds herself signing a contract with The Capitol Productions, a major force in the studio system, after a casting agent hears her singing at a nightclub. Her first project is a musical with a handsome Capitol film star, Peeta Mellark. But while they agree to an engagement as fodder for film promotion, the fine print on their contract never covered the relationship becoming real... [submitted by @thelettersfromnoone]

Prompt 164: Peeta is a handsome prince, fleeing his evil stepmother, who has stolen his rightful crown. Katniss is a skilled tracker, taking bounties to send the money back to her struggling family. Will the well-respected hunter make good on the bounty, or will her heart have a different plan? [submitted by @thelettersfromnoone]

Prompt 165: Peeta gets with another girl after the war, while him and katniss are trying to be friends, thinking katniss doesn’t want him, but instead it only makes her insanely jealous. When she falls ill does Peeta come to her rescue or does he keep his distance to please his new gf [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 166: Peeta moves into a new town. It’s a small town but so lively but things starts getting weird when he starts encountering dead animals on his back porch. Looks like someone found their mate and is trying to empress him. #werewolfKatniss [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 167: He knows where she is at all times. What’s she’s doing and who’s she’s with. But lately she’s been hanging out with that guy for his liking and he needs to teach her and show her that she belongs to him and no one else. Her whole mind, body, and soul. !DarkPeeta #psychological #thriller #angst #mightnothaveanicehappyending [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 168: One thing that sets this community apart from the others is that is a matriarchy. But a lot of surrounding communities want to get in. When it is Katniss’s coming of age ceremony, the prophet tells her that she has the opportunity to choose a first husband from the neighboring community. Katniss was set on Gale but he became the third husband of (whoever you choose). Will she stick to her community’s men or branch out and get new blood? #olderpeeta [submitted by @animekpopxx]

Prompt 169: A Capitolite veiwer perspective on the 74th games, maybe running right up to the first day of the Quell. Do they notice Katniss or Peeta at first, or is it one of the other tributes they like. How do the Starcrossed lovers creep up on them. Maybe reactions to Rues death, or the victory tour ( if you want to go that far) [submitted by @darkhorse-javert]

Prompt 170: Superhero/Catburglar AU: The jewel-thief Mockingjay has evaded The Capitol's superhero, Captain Strong, for long enough, and the Merchants of the city have started putting pressure on the hero to bring the thief in for justice. The only problem? The Captain is the alter-ego of teenager Peeta Mellark, and his elusive nemesis is his high school crush, Katniss Everdeen. [submitted by @thelettersfromnoone]

Prompt 171: IndianaJones!Katniss and JiltedLover!Peeta [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 172: Secret Agent Everlark. Peeta and Katniss are undercover partners on a case in Istanbul (or what have you). They take names and kick ass. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 173: Peeta's POV in THG when he wakes up in the cave after Katniss injects him with the medicine to cure his blood poisoning, finding her in a very scary pool of blood. His perspective until she finally wakes. Canon compliant please. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 174: Victory tour AU/deleted scene, Peeta and Katniss walk along a beach in District 4, in a brief moment where they are alone, and Katniss tells Peeta why her favourite colour is green, and anything else you think would fit nicely into that conversation. Basically just Katniss opening up a little more. Either Peeta or Katniss POV. [submitted by @emilia206]

Prompt 175: Katniss hits the force field in CF instead - Peeta’s reaction [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 176: Peeta absentmindedly calls Katniss “love”. She doesn’t mind. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 177: Canon compliant Peeta's POV in MJ when the bombs go off in front of the president's mansion. [submitted by @lovely-tothe-bone]

Prompt 178: A story based on THIS tweet. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 179: Prompt based on the korean drama “Lovestruck in the City”. Peeta as Jaewon and Katniss as Eunho and the rest is up to you [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 180: Capitol didn’t know hijacking but they left Peeta broken. He was sexually assaulted many times by Capitol buyers, both men and women. Will he be able to recover? How does it affect Katniss and Peeta's dynamic. Also Finnick plays a very important role in Peeta's recovery. [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 181: After her parents death (possibly small pox?), Katniss goes to live with her mothers family. They accept beautiful blonde Prim instantly, but Katniss looks far too much like her Native American father. They sell her as a slave at auction to the Mellark Plantation. Even though she always works to the point of collapse, she is treated terribly by Peeta’s brutal mother. Does he help her keep in contact with Prim? or take care of her when the slave masters beat her? Does Mrs. Mellark sell her again? [submitted by @hope4hea]

Prompt 182: Canon Divergence Katniss gets caught hunting and whipped [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 183: Katniss is really pregnant in CF and forced by Snow to get an abortion [submitted by anonymous]

Prompt 184: Horror-love story. Locals tell legend of “La Dame Mellark” who practiced Dark Arts, caused her family’s ruin, and haunts decrepit, facetiously-named “Mellark Mansion.” What if ghostly figure sometimes spotted in window and unexplained occurrences not her ghost but actually Peeta who survived fireball explosion with physical and emotional scars? Years later, Katniss new in town, either seeks shelter there, maybe looking for her sister’s missing cat? Is Katniss trapped or injured or on the run? Does her singing soothe Peeta when he slips from shy to explosive personality? Does he free her? Do locals storm property looking for her? Is Katniss the delusional crazy dangerous one who repels the attacking horde with explosion, then is soothed by gentle Peeta who promises to care for her because turns out Prim died long ago and Katniss never faced truth? HEA for them, maybe not for townsfolk. [submitted by @567inpanem]

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Popsicles?

Art by @jilljoycearts Drexxel is @vesuvianmess Vell is @deathbyarcana

A short fic recounting how these two met, pulled (with some edits) directly from a currently running roleplay.

Quick Warning: Contains mentions of stalking and harassment

"You are very welcome, have a good rest of your day!" He waved the group off with a smile. "Hiya, what can I get you?" He asked another.

Flitting back and forth from group to group, he greeted every single person with a genuine smile. There was nothing more satisfying than seeing others light up with joy. He’d taken up working at the bakery part time to help with some expenses of running his own shop. And he had to admit, the smell of fresh baked bread may have influenced that choice. The job was never boring as the market was always flooded with people, locals and travelers alike, all looking for something. Still, he only worked with Selasi during the mornings and early afternoons. When he’d had his fill, he would return home to open the doors to his own little business.

But today, he had something a little different in mind. Instead of selling little animal pelts, herbs, bits, and bobbles, he was in and out again in a flash. Having changed into something much more comfortable for the heat, he pulled a wheeled cart behind him to the town square. Near the fountain, he’d found the perfect spot and pulled the cover off the cart. It would take him a little time to set everything up, but once it was done, he noticed people already beginning to gather around. Some faces he'd seen many, many times before. Others, much more new. Taking a seat on an overturned wooden bucket, he twirled a pair of drumsticks between his fingers.

“Hello Vesuvia, I’m bringing you a special late afternoon show! Now then," he sat up a little, the line of his back straightening. "For those of you new to my show, we have fun here! Here's how this goes!" making a grand sweeping gesture to the gathered crowd, he continued on. "You may request a song but there is no guarantee I will play it. I will not tolerate pushing, shoving, or otherwise harmful activity during my shows. And, as always, tips are appreciated but not required, come stay for awhile and feel the beat of the sound! I'm Drexxel Volkov, and may luck be forever in your favor!"

It started with a small metallic chime, a shortstop of little taps on the rims of the set. But before long the square was alight with the beating of drums. His whole body moved in time with each beat almost as if he were dancing along to his own song. Small children bounced and tugged at their parents' sleeves, urging them to get closer. New comers stood with delighted expressions, some even getting a little antsy standing in one place, others giving way to bouncing their bodies to the rhythm.

There was nothing better than this, looking out into the crowd as he thrummed away the minutes, flipping the sticks and singing along even though nobody could hear him over the heartbeat he'd created.

The crowd was thick as usual but new faces stuck out easy to him. Even with the prick of sweat beginning to roll down his forehead, he was able to focus enough to make everyone feel included in his performance. One face in particular he stopped at for more than a split second. A taller man with vivid blue hair, dark skin, and a sort of shaken demeanor. He looked….out of place perhaps amid the crowd, like he could bolt at any moment. Drexel found himself stealing glances at the man throughout his show, a dizzying knot of butterflies in his gut as he saw the man start to meld into the hum around him. The thrill of the performance carried him through like a tidal wave crashing against the shore, his fiery passion shining through clear as day. Every movement felt natural, every breath felt like a whole new beginning. Drexxel never came from a background that favored this sort of thing, rather it was something he'd picked up on his own time. He had the extra energy to spare and needed an outlet to help with it. Besides, he always did like seeing people smile and what better way to do that then get them moving?

Into the second song now and he felt a wave of static run through him. Someone in the crowd was a magician. He could feel it. Even through the loud beating of drums and the crashing of cymbals the low electrical humming filled his body. He was sure of it. But was this magician able to sense him as well? That he did not know. He wasn’t sure precisely where the feeling was coming from, but he was determined to draw it out. With it toying at his mind, he decided it was time to show off just a little more. After all, using magic was a good way to lure out another magician.

Drexxel simply waited as he beat along in time to find the perfect moment to really show off his moves. Normally he would have saved this bit for later in the evening, but he just had to do it now. After feeling that little pang of magic, he knew he had to show whoever was producing it, that they weren't the only one with fancy magic at their fingertips. Just a moment longer....

When the final chorus of the song hit, he let it loose. His drumsticks sparked and crackled to life, enveloped in searing hot flames. With his sticks now burning with intense heat, he slammed away at his drums with more grandeur and energy than before. With each hit fire roared from the contact point, creating a dazzling display of towers of fire in varying sizes. If anything were to draw this other magician out, it would be this.

By the end of the show, much to his dismay, this fellow kin had not revealed themselves. It was a bit of a shame really, he would have loved to have someone join in his performance. What a dazzling display that would have been. He could only imagine what kind of magic would have complimented his own.

"Thank you all for joining me this afternoon!" He gave a bow, his hair falling a bit loose from his bun. "It's a hot one out today so make sure to stay hydrated and get some good food in your belly!"

He stood and lifted his arms over his head in a long stretch before using the rad cloth tied to his side to wipe away the sweat that cling to his skin. The show was over, but people still lingered in the area, some tossing coins into an open bowl near the drum set, others approaching Drexxel with questions. He was small for his age of twenty-five, standing at mere chest (or just below) level with most other adult’s that spoke with him. He had a thin, but decently sturdy frame with most of his strength apparent in his legs. Most people would know him for a scar that ran along his right cheek. Whenever asked about it he would simply tell them he didn’t remember where it came from but knew he’d had it most of his life.

The town square was still bustling with people as he began to pack up his things. Above it all though, he could hear footsteps approaching him. He paused a moment then spun on his heel to come face to face with a regular to his shows. The man was leagues taller than himself and had a strange look to his eyes. He was holding a piece of paper, crumpled and damp with sweat in his hands. Drexxel heard the man speak but didn’t quite catch the words.

“I’m sorry?” He responded back, urging the man to repeat himself. When he did, a chill ran down his spine. “...Go out with me. Dinner.” He pushed the paper into Drexxel’s hands. “You’re so pretty.”

The smaller pulled the note apart just enough to read it. In shaken scrawl it read:

‘Don’t make a scene. I’ve been planning this. You and I belong together.’

He’d seen this sort of thing before in books and screenplays. Some secret admirer gets too confident and goes after someone who isn’t interested and it becomes a problem. Problem being a kind way to put it. Harassment was a better word for it. Bold of him to make the attempt in broad daylight, let alone a busy square. In the kindest way possible, Drexel looked up at the man and spoke.

“I’d love to, but I have plans this evening. Another show I mean.”

He felt the prickle of magic in the air again, but it wasn’t coming from the man in front of him. The magician was still in the area.

"Excuse me, I'm talking to you." the man's voice broke him from his thoughts. "I'll be picking you up this evening."

Drexxel's brow furrowed, the energy around him shifting like hissing smoke trying to catch on damp wood.

"I'm really sorry, I mean it." He offered a sincerely looking apologetic smile. "But I really must be getting home." He made a move to leave but was stopped when the man caught his wrist.

"You're not going anywhere short-stack."

This....could be bad. As much as the crowd had dissipated, there were still people lingering about. Too much of a risk to cause a scene. But every fiber of Drexxel's being was telling him to flee. He needed an out. In the most...nonchalant way possible, he attempted to wriggle his wrist free.

"Your performance really spoke to me Drexxy. It's like you were composing a symphony just for me." As he was caught in his own little moment, Drexxel pulled his wrist free. But it only lasted a second.

He felt a pull against his skin before he heard a small snap. The man had missed when reaching for Drexxel's wrist and instead caught the beaded double bracelet on his wrist. Beads had gone flying haphazardly in every direction, landing on the stones below like pellets. In that moment he felt the pull of magic much closer than before. This other magician was close. Very close.

Drexxel was unfortunately used to people approaching him with much more....fervor than he anticipated. However, this particular instance was something else. He'd never had someone so adamant on taking him home. If this were to go on for a moment longer, he was sure to lose his composer. He may be a pretty upbeat guy but he also had a notoriously short fuse.

That hissing aura was rapidly kindling itself from a crackling campfire to a firestorm. When his bracelet snapped, he felt something in him switch. Rage bubbled up under his skin like pot boiling over on a stove set too high. His fist clenched and a growl escaped him.

But then, out of nowhere, everything around him stopped. He was about to throw a fiery punch but stopped short when he saw another man between him and his new 'friend'. It was the man he saw in the crowd! He said he was there to help just now. But what was he doing here and how did he…

"How--?" Then it hit him like a hard slap to the face. "So you're the magician I was picking up on!" His anger flickered back to amusement and joy. "I knew I wasn't imagining it! Oh! The helping thing, yes."

Drexxel offered the newest stranger a warm, bright smile. Without hesitation, he grabbed his hand and shook it furiously.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Drexxel! What do you say we blow this popsicle stand and get somewhere far away from this creep?"

The other man seemed to freeze up, like he expected a much worse response. His whole arm wobbled when Drexxel shook it. His eyes were wide and his lips parted in shock. It took him a minute to process what the smaller man had said to him.

“Oh, I…that is….popcicles?” The man felt his face go hot, blood rushing to his cheeks. He was sure the smaller man would mistake him for a tomato.

Drexxel watched him curiously. It was like watching the gears of a clock turning, the way this man seemed to be having an inner monologue with himself about whether or not he’d made the right call to get involved. He could feel how shaken up the man was, his hand trembling. Not very good at keeping his cool was he? Finally he spoke again.

“It’s localized. My….my magic…it…I mean I…no, it. It will wear off when we get a distance away. He could follow? I- who, well…popsicles?”

Drexxel had always been good at making new friends and getting people to laugh and smile. He was small, yes, but he made up for his size with seemingly boundless energy. It was nearly impossible to not like the guy. But, he could tell, he kind of took this one by surprise. But it wasn't the first time someone had responded this way. Not often he got to see someone turn that red before though!

Whoever this new guy was, Drexxel had never seen his face in Vesuvia before. And he’dbeen in the city for quite some time now. It'd been since he was about nineteen. He knew almost every face in Vesuvia, even if a good handful of them were only in passing. But this one, this one he wanted to know more about. Consider his interest piqued.

When time came back and this new magician struggled to make a clear sentence, it was all Drexxel could do to hold in a laugh. Localized magic though, not sure he'd heard of that one before. He completely skipped over the popsicle schtick.

"Localized huh? Hey, think you could use your magic with mine? I'm thinking....a wall of fire!" He still hadn't let go of the stranger's hand. "I could put a wall of fire around him, just tall enough to trip him up of course. You could stop time around it until we get far enough away that your....localization wears off!" Mossy green eyes brimmed with excitement. He gave the hand in his a squeeze.

"I bet we'll make a great team!"

He could see the man trying to process the words coming out of Drexxel’s mouth. He’ll admit, he was a bit of a fast talker when he was excited.

“Wall of fire…” He repeated Drexxel’s words, more to himself than the other, considering the idea. Not terribly flawed, he thought. A quick fix but not long lasting. “Worth…worth a shot.” an unsteady voice. “Wait - a team?” Vell had barely gotten the words out before the air thrummed with magical energy and, just as promised, fire sprung to life around the note wielding creep. If the situation weren’t as it was, he might have taken time to admire the flames.

"That's what I said isn't it? A team!" He mused, giving this new friend a wink.

When time did in fact stop around his flames, the passion in his eyes burned that much brighter. He beamed at this new stranger.

"Talk about a cool party trick. Come on, let's get out of here." Still gripping that hand, he took off. Hopefully this new friend could keep up with him.

They took off out of the square, rushing past pedestrians and shopping stalls in a race to escape the area. Drexxel had taken the lead, ducking and diving under obstacles like it was as easy as breathing. He felt his new found companion trip up a few times but he managed to keep up the pace. He was new to Vesuvia and hadn’t the slightest idea where the two of them were headed. Drexxel looked back to check on his new friend at just the wrong moment. The edge of his sandal caught on uneven stone, sending him tumbling into an unattended fruit cart, scattering oranges along the alley. He’d never let go of this new companion’s hand, and in turn, the two of them fell together. The other man now had him pinned, a leg on either side of him.

“I-- We-- uh…” The stranger fought to find the right words, feeling like a tea kettle ready to whistle. “We fell.”

Drexxel could feel his own face burning a bright shade. He would have been able to laugh it off if it weren’t for his immediate attraction to this man. Impulse guiding him, he offered the man a toying smirk. “You know, I think this might be fate.” He winked. “And I don’t even know your name.”

“M-my name?” The other man stuttered.

He tried to stand, pulling on Drexxel’s hands to pull him up as well, only to lose his footing. He fell back onto the stone, the smaller of the two now sitting perched on his abdomen. The look in his eyes was….entrancing. Intoxicating even. He couldn’t look away. “I’m Vell.”

“Vell…” Drexxel liked the way the name felt when he said it. He let his hands drift to the other man’s chest, watching him with bright eager eyes.

Now, what was that saying about playing with fire?

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