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unfortunate-arrow · 2 years

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𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐈𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐳 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐨 | hpma/golden era character profile

warnings: mentions of death, murder, and the wizarding wars

✧ IDENTITY ✧

Full Name: Camila Ines Valdez Santiago

Nicknames: None

Name Meanings: Camila → Spanish, “young ceremonial attendant” ; Ines → Spanish or Portuguese, “holy” ; Valdez → Spanish, “from the valley” ; Santiago → Latin, “Saint James.”

Date of Birth: September 19, 1979

Gender: Female ; she/her

Sexuality: Bisexual

Blood Status: Half-blood

Nationality: Irish, Spanish, American

Residence: London, England (birth to 4) ; Dublin, Ireland (4 to 24) ; Hogwarts, Scotland (24 to 78)

✧ APPEARANCE ✧

Faceclaim: Melissa Fumero

Height: 5’6”

Build: Average

Hair: Dark brown hair that is usually down and loose or in a ponytail

Eye Color: Dark brown

Scarring:

Childhood & Hogwarts: She has a half-moon shaped scar on her left shoulder as a result of challenging a death eater during her seventh year at Hogwarts.

Adulthood: None

Modifications: (glasses, piercings, tattoos, etc.) Her ears are pierced and she wears glasses or contacts.

Other Distinguishing Marks: None

Clothing Style: Blouses ; trousers ; sweaters ; jeans ; skirts ; dresses ; navy robes ; jackets ; space-themed socks

Accessories: A watch ; a claddagh ring ; a small heart necklace

What’s in Her Pockets: Her wand ; money

✧ SPEECH & LANGUAGE ✧

Voiceclaim: Melissa Fumero

Accent: Irish with hints of American and Spanish influence

Dialect: Dublin English

Languages Spoken: English, Spanish

Languages Understood: English, Spanish

✧ PERSONALITY ✧

MBTI Type: INTJ — the architect

⤷ An Architect (INTJ) is a person with the Introverted, Intuitive, Thinking, and Judging personality traits. These thoughtful tacticians love perfecting the details of life, applying creativity and rationality to everything they do. Their inner world is often a private, complex one.

Enneagram Type: 5w6 — the problem solver

⤷ Enneagram Five wing Six types are Fives who relate to several characteristics of the Type Six. 5w6s are practical, helpful, and organized. While still fiercely independent, 5w6s tend to be more cooperative and loyal than other Fives. They excel in troubleshooting and solving complex problems.

Positive Traits: Informed, determined, curious, kind, a good listener, self-confident, hardworking, intelligent

Neutral Traits: Rational, ambitious, independent, curious, versatile, protective, reserved

Negative Traits: Stubborn, sometimes oblivious to romantic notions, a bit of a perfectionist, can be arrogant and critical

Common Stressors: Grading ; students wasting her time and energy ; her youngest siblings ; being surrounded by people ; work being turned in late

Comforting Things: Stargazing ; reading ; her siblings ; cooking ; the sea

Interests & Hobbies: Stargazing ; astronomy; reading ; scrapbooking ; gardening ; cooking

Description: Camila tries her best to be a fair professor, providing her students with second chances for missed work or poor grades. She enjoys teaching and enjoys passing on her knowledge about astronomy. Camila also has ambitions for her success in the field of astronomy, mostly in regards to new discoveries. However, she can also be critical and a perfectionist. She also has a protective streak, usually directed towards her younger siblings and she rarely likes to ask for help. Overall, though, Camila has a kind heart.

✧ MAGIC ✧

Wand: Camila’s wand is made of poplar wood with a unicorn tail hair and is 10 ⅓ inches with an unyielding flexibility.

⤷ Poplar wands relied upon consistency, strength and uniform power, and were always the happiest when working with a witch or wizard of clear moral vision. The existence of these wands and its owners was cited as evidence against a myth that poplar wands never chose politicians.

Other Magical Abilities: None

Patronus: Snowy owl

Patronus Memory: Camping when she was twelve and seeing the endless sky of stars for the first time

Boggart: An acromantula

Riddikulus: The acromantula becomes a spider monkey which tells the terrible dad jokes that her father used to tell

Amortentia:

Camila smells like cinnamon, lavender, lemon, and chocolate.

Camila smells old books, cologne, cinnamon-sugar, and the crisp sea air.

Mirror of Erised: Camila sees herself, having a big astronomy discovery and surrounded by her family.

✧ HOGWARTS ✧

House: Slytherin

OWL Classes:

Astronomy — Outstanding

Charms — Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts — Exceeds Expectations

Flying — Acceptable

Herbology — Acceptable

History of Magic — Poor

Potions — Acceptable

Transfiguration — Exceeds Expectations

OWL Electives:

Care of Magical Creatures — Exceeds Expectations

Study of Ancient Runes — Outstanding

NEWT Classes:

Astronomy — Outstanding

Charms — Outstanding

Defense Against the Dark Arts — Exceeds Expectations

Study of Ancient Runes — Exceeds Expectations

Transfiguration — Acceptable

Extracurriculars: Prefect in her fifth and sixth year ; Headgirl in her seventh year ; Astronomy club ; honorary member of Dumbledore’s Army in her seventh year

✧ EMPLOYMENT ✧

Affiliations: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry

Professions:

Age 18 to 24 - Astronomer

Age 24 to 78 - Astronomy professor at Hogwarts

✧ FAMILY ✧

Father: Carlos Valdez Delgado [deceased, 1946-2005]

Born in 1946 to pureblood parents in the city of Bilbao, Spain, Carlos was their only child. He had a good childhood and attended a Spanish wizarding school, where he excelled and received top marks in all of his classes. This enabled Carlos to become a diplomat for the Spanish ministry of magic. He adored that position, which eventually enabled him to meet Gabriella Santiago, whom he married in 1974.

In 1975, six months after his wedding, Carlos was sent to act as a representative of Spain for the British-Irish ministry of magic, as the first war against Voldemort had begun. Carlos did his best, but also accepted a cottage that was considered to be off the grid. His first child, Elias, was born in 1977 and two years later, his second child, Camila, was born in 1979. Camila’s birth coincided with the most violent and stressful years of Voldemort’s wars, which resulted in a five year gap between Camila and his third child, Carlos, born in 1984. After the end of the war, Carlos remained as a diplomat as he was very successful in it and even continued in the position as the second war began brewing.

Carlos’s youngest children, Amada and Joaquin, were born in 2000, which was quite the surprise for Carlos and Gabriella. However, they doted on the twins. Unfortunately, Carlos was murdered in 2005, by a rogue death eater who remembered the Spanish diplomat’s name.

Faceclaim: Jimmy Smits

Mother: Gabriella Rosa Santiago-Valdez [deceased, 1948-2005]

Born in 1948 to muggle parents in Cuba, Gabriella Santiago was their third child. Her first eleven years were pretty good, but the Cuban Revolution in 1959 changed everything. Gabriella’s family fled Cuba and the violence, landing in the United States and settling in Washington DC. That year Gabriella also learned that she was a witch and was accepted into Ilvermorny where she was placed in Pukwudgie. She enjoyed her time in Ilvermorny even though everything was different and she struggled to find an identity. However, after graduating, Gabriella decided to spend some time traveling and eventually met Carlos Valdez in Spain and she fell in love with him. They married in 1974, two years after they first met.

In 1975, Gabriella moved to London with her husband for his career as a diplomat. Gabriella had decided to try out being a poet and became very successful at it, selling a few collections. Her first child, Elias, was born in 1977 and two years later, her second child, Camila, was born in 1979. Five years later, after the wizarding war had settled down, Gabriella had her third child, Cisco, in 1984. She continued publishing her poetry while raising her children and was surprised to discover that she was pregnant once again in late 1999. Her youngest two children, Amada and Joaquin, were born in 2000. However, Gabriella’s time raising her youngest children was cut short as she was murdered alongside her husband by a rogue death eater in 2005.

Brother: Elias Manuel Valdez Santiago

Born on January 29, 1977, Elias was the eldest child of Carlos and Gabriella Valdez, two years older than Camila, and a Slytherin. Elias’s passion lay in music, both performing and composing. He joined the frog choir in his first year and earned a solo in his third year. Even though he achieved top marks in most of his classes, Elias was never interested in anything besides music. After graduating from Hogwarts, Elias followed his dreams and became a musician and a composer. He didn’t make it big right away, spending most of his time performing in pubs, but eventually he found his way into making it big. Elias also married a Hufflepuff named Lucia Torres in 2005 and they had three children, Santiago in 2007, Gabriella in 2009, and Diego in 2012.

Camila has a good relationship with her older brother, even though they would fight like cats and dogs when they were children. However, they grew close in adulthood, something that was strengthened when they were given joint custody of their youngest siblings in 2005. Camila loves her brother and finds it highly amusing whenever students find out that yes, the Elias Valdez is her brother.

Faceclaim: Lin-Manuel Miranda

Brother: Francisco Luis “Cisco” Valdez Santiago

Born on December 19, 1984, Cisco is the third child of Carlos and Gabriella Valdez, five years younger than Camila, and a Ravenclaw, although he was a hatstall between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Cisco was always known as the “smart Valdez,” as he was whip smart and seemed to be an endless well of knowledge. He discovered a passion for the work of alchemy, and he never wanted the gold or glory associated with alchemy. He loved the work.

Camila had a good relationship with Cisco, although they’ve never been close. They never truly fought as children due to the five year age gap, but they were never truly close, either. Camila could also be protective of him, especially during the years that overlapped with the war. However, despite all of this, Camila is very proud of her younger brother and always reads his work whenever it is published.

Faceclaim: Carlos Valdes

Sister: Amada Rosa Valdez Santiago

Born on May 13, 2000, Amada is the fourth child of Carlos and Gabriella Valdez, 20 years younger than Camila, and a Hufflepuff. Amada also happens to be a twin and six minutes older than her twin brother, Joaquin. Like Elias, though, Amada planned to be a musician, being both a performer and composer. She joined the frog choir in her second year and received a solo in her fifth year. She fell in love with performing and music, and it was receiving the opportunity to perform a solo that solidified her desire to become a musician.

Camila has a slightly fraught relationship with her sister, which is most likely due to their large age gap and Camila having to adopt a parental role as opposed to a sisterly role. However, Camila remains proud of her sister and tries her best to balance her parental duties with their sisterhood.

Faceclaim: Olivia Rodrigo

Brother: Joaquin Carlos Valdez Santiago

Born on May 13, 2000, Joaquin is the youngest child of Carlos and Gabriella, twenty years younger than Camila, a Gryffindor. Joaquin is also a twin, six minutes younger than his twin sister, Amada. Joaquin is a prankster and a troublemaker, and the only thing that he seems to take seriously is his role as Gryffindor’s keeper. He falls in love with quidditch and to Joaquin, it feels like an escape from everything in his life and the fact that his parents are dead and his sister is the astronomy professor.

Camila also has a somewhat fraught relationship with Joaquin, but it’s better than her relationship with Amada. He’s the one that Camila worries about and she’s often found yelling “Joaquin!” throughout the halls of Hogwarts. Camila is proud of her little brother and does her best to support him while balancing her parental role with her sister role.

Faceclaim: Charlie Bushnell

Pets:

Childhood: An owl

Adulthood: A calico cat named Pepper

✧ ROMANCE & CHILDREN ✧

Love Interest: TBD

Children: TBD

✧ OTHER RELATIONSHIPS ✧

Best Friends: TBD

Close Friends: TBD

Friends:

Rocío, Almudena, & Jimena Gallardo (@endlessly-cursed)

Acquaintances: Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger

It’s Complicated: TBD

Hogwarts Dormmates: There are four open spots in her dorm!

Rivals: Draco Malfoy, Dolores Umbridge, Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe

Enemies: Voldemort, death eaters

✧ HISTORY & BACKGROUND ✧

Place of Birth: London, England

Hometown: Dublin, Ireland

Childhood:

Born on September 19, 1979, Camila Ines Valdez Santiago was the second child and eldest of Carlos and Gabriella Valdez. She joined older brother, Elias, then 2. Five years after she was born, her younger brother, Cisco, was born in 1984.

Camila had a good childhood, spending most of her time in Dublin, Ireland as her father was a Spanish diplomat to the British and Irish Ministry of Magic. This, along with her mother’s status as a naturalized American, meant that Camila had citizenship in three separate countries. She also had no memories of the years when Voldemort was active the first time around as she was two when the dark lord was somewhat vanquished. She enjoyed her childhood, which was full of love and happiness.

Hogwarts Years:

Upon starting Hogwarts, Camila was sorted into Slytherin after being a hatstall between Ravenclaw and Slytherin. In Slytherin, she struggled to connect with most of her peers as she disagreed with the pervasive viewpoints. Despite being the same year as Harry Potter and his friends, Camila’s years at Hogwarts were relatively uneventful and she was only mildly inconvenienced by his escapades. She became a prefect in her fifth year and became determined to undo the damage that Draco Malfoy caused. Her fifth year also saw the beginning of her teaching career as she began discreetly teaching some first and second years the practical aspects of Defense Against the Dark Arts because defensive skills were important dammit.

In her seventh year and after making the decisions to stay at Hogwarts as opposed to fleeing back to Spain, Camila didn’t learn much but continued in her teaching ways by trying to educate the younger students properly. This was helped by her responsibilities as head girl, something that was never removed after Dumbledore’s death and Hogwarts’ staff dark spiral. (What Camila doesn’t learn until much later is that Minerva McGonagall advocated for Miss Valdez to be head girl, as opposed to one of the more violent Slytherin seventh years.)

Adulthood:

After graduating from Hogwarts, Camola became an astronomer. She adored the work and had always thrived in astronomy as she was fascinated by all space-related discoveries. At the age of 24, Minerva McGonagall offered Camila the position of astronomy professor and she quickly accepted it.

When Camila was twenty, in 2000, her youngest two siblings, Amada and Joaquin, were born. They were a complete surprise to the whole family, but the twins were a welcome surprise. In 2005, after her parents were murdered, Camila became one of their guardians, alongside her elder brother, Elias. She wasn’t always fond of taking on such a parental role, but Camila did her best to do right by her younger siblings.

Old Age:

Camila retired at the age of 78, dedicating more time to looking at the incredible discoveries that had happened during her lifetime and eventually authoring a simple book cataloging both the muggle and wizarding discoveries. She enjoyed time with her husband and children and grandchildren. She spent time exploring Spain and visiting the United States and even venturing to Cuba once.

Death:

Camila passed away peacefully in her sleep at the age of 137. She lived a long and fulfilled life and she left behind two children, three grandchildren, five great-grandchildren, and four great-grandchildren.

✧ MISCELLANEOUS ✧

Favorite Color: Dark pink

Favorite Foods: Churros ; calzones

Favorite Drink: Butterbeer ; sangria

Favorite Weather: Warm and sunny days

Favorite Season: Summer

Favorite Music: Duran Duran, The Beatles, The Cure, INXS

Dislikes: Bullies ; late work ; students failing but not taking advantage of second chances ; hamburgers ; ground meats

Trivia:

Camila technically has triple citizenship. She’s an American citizen because her mother was American. She’s a Spanish citizen because her father was a Spanish citizen. She has Irish citizenship because she’s lived in Ireland for pretty much all of her life.

Camila never lived in Spain while growing up as her father was a diplomat for her whole childhood. They did, however, spend summer vacations in Spain, usually visiting her father’s family. They would also spend some summer vacations visiting her mother’s family in the United States.

Camila keeps a close eye on Amada and Joaquin while they’re at Hogwarts as she’s the astronomy professor.

Camila gives her students’ second chances, for those willing to work for it. If you blow it more than twice in a row, she revoked that privilege for the remainder of the semester.

In her fifth year, Camila waged a quiet, undetected war against Umbridge by tutoring some first and second years in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Camila also was not a fan of most of her fellow Slytherins while being a student at Hogwarts.

During her years at Hogwarts, Camila had a series of short-lived crushes on many others, including Harry Potter, Cedric Diggory, Fleur Delacour, Theodore Nott, and Hannah Abbott.

Important Links:

Camila’s tag

#camila valdez #hpma #magic awakened #hp golden era oc #hpma character profile #hp golden era character profile #my character profile #my aesthetic #camila is predominantly focused in hpma but was at hogwarts during the golden era (same year as the trio…)

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chim-chim1310 · 1 year

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https://www.tumblr.com/serendipitous-sky/723559546614890496/hi-i-think-two-things-can-exist-at-once-though?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/serendipitous-sky/723610096456892417/queer-jkshady-music-industry-anon-here-thanks?source=share

You probably read these posts already but they are some of the perfect examples when we say that most jikookers are losing the plot here. They're making theories that are aligned to jikook's everlasting love and kumbaya to make sense of why JK is doing and agreeing to all that shit.

That anon really made it look like JK is doing all that for him and jimin's future. What do you mean JK is just being a hero and making sacrifices for the two of them? So he's a saint now, and that makes it okay that Jimin is being suppressed? JK deserves the massive push but Jimin does not?? JK wants the company to fuck off and he has limited options???? WTFFFFFF????!! My brain is disintegrating, I can't. These people are romanticizing everything just so they can make the jikook ship sail and absolve JK from everything. Oh god forbid the good, innocent maknae can do no wrong. This is gross!!

The answers are perfect and insightful though. JK and JM can be queer and anything under the sun right now but I refuse to get behind that JK is doing all of this for his love for Jimin. Far from it. He's doing all of that for himself; for his goal of being a "giant pop star", and those are his own words. Coming out can hurt your career, yes but no one's forcing anyone as far as we know. SB and BPD did not even force JK to do Seven, he wanted it himself.

Jikookers seriously need to stop doing this. Not everything is about your ship. Stop disrespecting Jimin and making him just an accessory to your fantasies. And for goodness sake, STOP MAKING EXCUSES FOR JK! Have some decency, people.

Yeah I read that. Some jikookers are really writing fan fictions at this point.

How the fuck can he do such things for love? How will it even work? How does jk, working with SB gonna make jimin and jungkook's future as a couple better? Like wtf? Like do these people use their brain or all their brain cells are wasted, imagining jk and jm having sex.

What do they think of jimin? Do they think jimin is some old-generation girl where every girl was expected to just depend on their husband for finances? Are they thinking of jimin like that now?

Like they're making it look like jimin doesn't have ambitions, goals, dreams, desires of his own. They think jimin is a doll, who's meant to sit there and look pretty for jungkook while the real man Jungkook goes to work and earns a living for them.

Jungkook saying yes to SB to get this out of the way so that he and jimin can he gay later. Like wtf? Are these people dumb or what? How do they even come up with such things?

Jungkook wants to be the 'giant pop star' and it's not even bad. What's worse is that he can't do it on his own. He needs SB to back him up and the dirty tricks that the company is using to get him to the top.

Being ambitious is a good trait but it looks good only when you achieve things on your own talent and hardwork. Anyone can pay their way to the top. What makes jk any different other than just selfish, greedy and fame hungry?

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thekatea · 1 year

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Gank Your Heart

Watched: 19.02.2023

Logic left the room, but the friendship was nice.This is such a feel good show, you will end up puking rainbow by the end. When they started to recycle all the trash, all the suspense and anticipation said its last goodbyes and died. They basically told you they are going for a Disney ending and nothing will stop them.

Is that a bad thing? Depends what are you expecting to get out of this drama. Anyone who thinks this drama has good writing, is lying to themselves, but at the same time, I honestly don’t think a good writing was their goal. This is a show that is supposed to have generic motivational messages, generic saint like leads, generic conflicts and generic resolutions and it all presented in a perfect, light, fun and addicting manner that invites you for the binge watch.

There is honestly close to nothing to say about the leads. Both Ji Xiang Kong and Qiu Ying are good, hardworking, friendly, honest, passionate - so perfect it’s boring. Luckily we get some amazing supporting characters to add spice to the mix: Pei Xi, who was the literal MVP of the drama for me. I adored his character and the surprised complexity he presented. Another character I appreciated a lot was Luo Tian - on a rather low key, but he stole every scene he was in.

Story wise, it’s the underdog fighting to get to the top for both leads. They follow exactly the same path - working hard and being passionate, but always facing issues because of the jealous rivals who play dirty. For some strange reason everyone was painfully informant about the dirty tricks and no one cared to actually run a business and bring profits. My favorite unrealistic part? The internal investigation lasted weeks, but consisting only of questioning 4 people, no one knows what tracking IP address is. What I am trying to say - to make the conflict last longer and feel that screen time, to make the leads journey more meaningful, as they have to face more hardship, all the characters in the show - be it good or the bad guys, had to stop using their brains and make all the dumb decisions possible.

As it’s always the case with shows like this, the best aspect was the friendships and partnerships. The number of fun and heartwarming interactions between various characters was a blast to watch. My favorite pairings were Pei Xi with everyone (but especially Qiu Ying and Ji Xiang Kong) and Qiu Ying and Luo Tian. Friendships and mentor-mentee relationships between female and male characters are so underrated in dramas.

The production value was fine. On one hand we had a great set design for different locations, on the other hand, unfitting styling for the characters. One thing I truly cannot stand in dramas is dolled up female characters even if the setting makes no sense for it. Why did both Qiu Ying and Lu Yi Yi look like idols ready to go on stage no matter the circumstances?

Acting wise, I don’t have massive complaints. Taking into consideration the writing, I don’t think anyone could give a better performance.

Overall, it’s a fast-food of dramaland - nice, addicting, something we crave from time to time, even though it’s not exactly good.

#gank your heart #chinese drama #chinese drama review

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annedi2nacchitomiranda · 2 years

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I'm a regular girl with tremendous ambitions. I am a kind of person who enjoy's life to the fullest. I'm Jay Anne M. Nebre. I am 17 years old and I live in Colupan Bajo, Sinacaban, Misamis Occidental. I spent my Highschool years at School of Saint John the Baptist, Jimenez, Misamis Occidental. And now I'm pursuing my Senior Highschool at Misamis University. I enjoy dancing and playing volleyball. I started playing volleyball at the age of 12. My parents have been the most influential persons in my life. I am aware that I must study diligently in order to complete my education. My strengths are my attitude where I like to take challenges that I CAN DO, my way of thinking where I take both success and failure in a balanced manner. I don't like to say weakness but I like to say scope for improvement. I believe in myself and my hardwork, and I want perfection in everything. My short term goal is to have a platform where I could grow my career. My motto is " I never neglect an opportunity for my improvement"

#creative nonfiction #justjerie

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jewlwpet · 7 years

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...Wow, neither have I.

#aikatsu stars #aikatsu stars!#lily shirogane #shirogane lily #i was honestly so surprised at this response #im used to 'because i love seeing everyone smile' Always being the answer when someone is asked why they're doing something #there are older shoujo anime that are very much about accomplishing things for yourself but i don't see that much in recent shoujo anime #precure is very very much a 'for everyone's smiles' franchise and aikatsu was too for the most part #and then it did... this #neat #it's great to do things because you love to make people happy #but there are lots of other good reasons to do things passionately!#i think it's Especially good that it's lily saying this since there is an epectation for people w/ chronic illness to be #Perfect Hardworking Saints #as if that's necessary to. justify their existence or something #that definitely can be true of other disabilities as well #ofc MOST of the characters in pripara are idols for their own sake #and this does include a main character who is both chronically ill and neurodivergent #so like rola said it's not really... strange for lily to be singing for herself #but hearing it said directly is a breath of fresh air

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haikyuuublog · 3 years

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Haikyuu Characters as Theater Kids: Inarizaki Edition ft. Sakusa

Sakusa:

Came to practice just to see what was going on and Atsumu pressured him into trying out

Atsumu tried to dance with him and Sakusa swatted his hand away. He then proceeded to speed walk to the corner and use the entire supply of Purrell to “rid himself of that annoying germ”

Atsumu asked him if he thought he was contaminated jokingly

Sakusa just responded with “yes”

Then Atsumu asked, “Would you still love me if I was a germ 🥺”

Sakusa never returned to practice again

Atsumu:

Gets mad every time someone in the audience so much as whispers during the show

Does the fist thing on stage even though there is no music or chant. It looks really stupid.

Gets in fights with Osamu all the time omfg

He was banned from being on the stage at the same time as him because they would throw hands in the middle of the play 😤

Osamu had a line where his character insulted Atsumu’s. Atsumu glared at him yelled, “Ok, I see how it is. Insulting me during the play so I can’t fight back. Jokes on you, I’m gonna fight you anyway!” And then he tackled him and they literally fought onstage.

After the show, people thought that the fight was part of the actual play and Atsumu got praised because “wow, that fight choreography looked so realistic!”

Despite the praise, the instant the audience left, Stage Crew Iwaizumi grabbed them both and said, “the next time you two fight each other in front of me, the fight’s about to get A LOT MORE REALISTIC”

I need to mention Stage Crew Iwaizumi whenever I have the chance because he lives in my head rent free 😌

Atsumu is also so fucking cocky and brags about how good he is

I actually think he would have a good singing voice which is unfortunate because he has a right to brag 😔

Is a ridiculous perfectionist too so he would really want to be the best and put in the effort

Does not cooperate with the other actors and complains nonstop

Has driven away people trying to audition because he straight up will tell them they suck

Really goes all out on stage though. This attention whore needs the standing ovation

Osamu:

Eats on set

Like he brings a whole ass meal and if he’s hungry he will bring the food on stage

One time Atsumu said, “you don’t need to bring food because I’m already a full course meal”

From then on, he brought food for everyone but Atsumu

He does cook all the time for everyone else though

It’s on sight every time he and Atsumu are in the same vicinity

Kita:

Literally the ideal cast member

Hardworking, practices consistently, a leader, smart, patient, cooperative, graceful, doesn’t need to be the center of attention, memorizes all the lines so he could fill in for any cast member etc.

I have no critiques: like he’s genuinely perfect

However, he is really intimidating sometimes

Atsumu complained all the time about Osamu not giving him food. He kept making these annoying passive-aggressive remarks towards him. Like Osamu would mess up a line and Atsumu would be like, “Well MAYBE if you had actually GIVEN someone food, this wouldn’t have happened” or Atsumu would forget a line and be like, “Damn, I’m so HUNGRY, it’s hard to think.” And would just pointedly look towards Osamu.

One day Kita had had enough. In the middle of a scene, this man gets up on stage, walks straight up to Atsumu, and stares him down. He doesn’t say anything. He just stares. With intense eye contact.

Kita is 175.2 cm (5’9”) and Atsumu is 183.6 cm (6’.03”). Yet somehow it felt like Kita was the one looking down on him

Atsumu ended up profusely apologizing and promising he’d never complain about it ever again

Kita basically used only eye contact and his presence to make Atsumu shut the fuck up

So yeah, like I said, Kita’s an absolute saint 😇

Suna:

Records everything to post online

He has a tea account where he posts all the videos; it is mainly the Miya twins fighting

Has amassed so many followers

Some videos he has not posted because he “wanted to use them for future reference”

Atsumu said that suspiciously sounded like blackmail and Suna gave no response which was more concerning than if he said anything

Aran:

Another great person to have in the cast

Helps keep people in line (mainly the Miya Twins), is a good actor, is supportive of everyone

Similar to Kita, he is very mature and poised on set (unlike most people *cough cough* the Miya Twins)

He helps keep them humble too. Especially Atsumu.

Every time Atsumu says something outta pocket, Aran calls him out. His favorite one to say is, “Until you fix your whack ass dye job, you have no right to talk shit about anyone.”

On one hand, Aran does mean to roast him, but also he genuinely really wants Atsumu to fix his dye job.

Which is incredibly valid

Because it’s really bad

He has a bet with Osamu on if he can convince Atsumu to change his hair color

Unfortunately for Atsumu, the color Osamu would secretly dye Atsumu’s hair with was hot pink

But honestly, it’d still be an upgrade 🤷‍♀️

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A/N:

I had a really long day of work today, and I really wanted to get out these headcanons before the day is over. I know I said this about last post, but I really don’t think that these ones are as well-done as the others. I’m sorry that they’re not as funny or creative.

Also, this whole post is basically Atsumu slander. I would like to say that I love Atsumu. I kin Atsumu. I simp for Atsumu. But will I ever stop slandering Atsumu? No. No I will not.

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saintobio · 3 years

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hi saint! thanks u so much for this amazing chapter! my sunday mornings are always a blast thanks to sn <3

few things i’d like to say about the chapter!

i love how interesting the trajectory of both y/n and gen’s characters seem to be set up. i totally see gen finding out about satoru’s affair and confronting y/n about it, and i see y/n (most likely) defending her marriage and reiterating that her decision not to go through with the divorce was her (y/n’s) decision alone. also, one other thing i noticed about y/n is how unabashedly, truly happy she was in the one or so week (if i’m not mistaken) that satoru was on bereavement leave and was pampering her. like this is seriously the happiest i’ve seen her, and i just think it’s beautiful

also about gen again, i can’t decide if i want an older sister like her or if i aspire to be like her (see the conflict is really getting to me lmaoo) but this chapter made me think about how realistically, i might not get along with gen so much 🥲 my sag ass thinks she’s too serious but at the same time my cap stellium admires her work ethic 😩 that said, i guess i’m saying this bc i truly appreciate how her presence in the story is making me reflect and think skdhkslssl (introspection in fanfics are the best!), so yeahh i’m definitely excited to see how this all plays out 👀

i love how you’ve fleshed out eula’s desperation esp in the last part, when she realizes that y/n’s pregnancy is both something she despises but also thanks, due to how it’s taking the spotlight away from nana’s death. also! the part where she thinks about how yuuta, her own son, is privy to her crime… that part gave me some serious i’m-contemplating-getting-rid-of-my-son vibes and damn that would def be something to see

and finally, about sera. ngl i was almost so close to thinking that perhaps she gave the tea out of good intention but damn. also i’ve seen some people speculate that eula might be involved? that twist would be insane, but not unexpected. but now i just feel bad for her siblings. everything was going well for them. now their sister might not have the opportunity again to get another job as high-paying as the one she just lost (since i remember you mentioned the pay was rather high)

Anonymous said

Something tells me that gojo is gonna read the text conversation between yn and toji and go haywire poor baby but overall thank you so much for ur hardwork and providing us peasants with such a masterpiece XD

Also Gen is just perfect example of a big sister maybe too perfect because if it were me I'd do the same. Well thanks once again hope u have a nice day.

Anonymous said

mad props to Gojo for his paternal instincts kicking in at the right time

I've gone back and read chapter 7 and 8 and it's still too surreal how much Gojo has evolved as a partner, as a man and above all, as an expecting father

Whatever storm's about to come, I think Gojo can weather it just fine. He has come this far, and he would go to any lengths to ensure the safety and happiness of his y/n and his child

Even if he has to separate from them

It's amazing how a 15-ish chapter fanfiction is able to gauge this many emotions from me, far more than any typical classic romance ever would

Thank you once more, Saint. Your masterpiece brought joy to our lives

Anonymous said

OSMDVSVEHSNDVDVDKLAMSHD

LISTENMNMMM

WHAT IIFFFF Eula got Sera to attempt murder, we know she's capable,

Like,listen eula wasn't exactly happy about the whole baby thing AND if they did have a miscarriage it would derive even less attention towards Nana's death.

Also sera may be evil but she isn't some gotham city villain who would poison a pregnant woman who's baby's father was her ex boyfriend whom broke up with her because he loves his wife more than he did his mistress... yuh

Also, eula wach your back, unlike you I'm real and I can have dreams that I control. Dreams in which you live a miserable and utterly depressing life whilst those around get everything they've ever wanted in life. Dreams in which you die a slow and painful death and noone attends your funeral. Btw, I'll be laughing over your dead body.

I'm getting way in over my head....

long live the queen 👑 (saint)

Anonymous said

They’re so lovey dovey now. It’s so cute 🥰 oh how far this two have come 🤧

Daddy Satoru is gettin’ real (been waiting for this shi— 😆). I’m so glad to see him even more whipped for his wife now that they’re having a baby 😍😍 Totally different reaction from when a certain someone trid to baby trap him 👀

I just know someone’s gonna ruin it for them 🥺 but for now lemme just savor every bit of sweetness they have for each other 😌😌😌

I almost believed that the miss im-so-poor finally moved on but then I got sus because the spoiler showed her getting escorted out for doing shit. Damn girl, you really wanna dig your own grave huh. You’re quite near the core of the earth now! But guess what, we ain’t stoppin’ ya anymore (Keep diggin’!) since you don’t listen anyway. JUST. DON’T. HURT. THE LI’L FAM.

I gotta say I TOTALLY appreciate the fluff! I’m all 💖💞💕💗💓💝❤️💜 😍🥰 and I Just can’t move on from how cute they were. Thank you so so so much! That was so worth the wait. 💜

Anonymous said

I LOVE GEN OMG. SISTER OF THE YEAR. Why do I feel like YN’s dad is also doing some undercover research to make sure his daughters alright. Family goals. God I feel so bad for YN still shouldering such a burden.

I read through the character asks and was also surprised by how many good moments YN and Gojo had. I was thinking he was all like “😡😑😤” throughout the majority of the marriage. When did that one scenario from a character ask where he comforted her on her period happen? Also, after YN would be cute (trying on lingerie) or a perfect wife, what would Gojos internal dialogue be? Like I remember him saying it’s hard to hate YN when she’s the perfect wife so it’s not like he can be so boldly cold and rude to her right after she did something sweet for him. But I also don’t think he would’ve been the type to show his thanks upfront as he was still with Sera.

Anonymous said

TYSM FOR WRITING OMG!! I’m so glad you feel a bit better now.

It’s amazing how ur slowly redeeming Gojo after what he did and I can really see his character growth. I wanted to ask if YN still has doubts on how Gojo will be as a parent or whether they should raise a child together. Ik she 100% already loves her baby but considering she didn’t want to bring a baby into the chaos that is/was their marriage, does she have any reservations? Gojo has shown growth but I can’t forget his track record of being unstable despite his very recent reliability. I love YN for being understanding and love that she very frankly said Gojo doesn’t deserve her but is she being too trusting too fast?

Anonymous said

I hope you’re well rested and less mentally drained than u were a week ago. Please take care of yourself and don’t feel pressured to write when u don’t feel ready to. I loved the recent chapter!! There’s some parts that really stood out to me even though I’m sure they were lighthearted.

“Satoru as a husband was generous at throwing I love you’s and you wondered if he had always been like that around other women. Was he?”

I’m ngl as a jealous bitch this low key got me 😭 That character ask where he details one of the happiest moments in their relationship and then later in the chapter when he mention he truthfully loved her before too.

Did Gojo do the same thing to Sera or would he be as open and loving if she was pregnant? (Before all the crazy shit she did and before he fell in love with YN) like was he actually this snuggly with Sera too. It makes my blood boil but realistically he probably was💀

Honestly, up until this chapter I just thought that Gojo was mistaking rebelling against his father and his need for any attention as love for Sera

@ethru said

oml istg i wanted to kill sera. i understand your frustrations, but you arent allowed to try to kill my baby just because you cant have one with satoru.

this chapter was soooo good saint, thank you for releasing it the day before my birthday. ive been so excited for it.

is toji going to try to make y/n actually mrs zenin?

i think gojo might start to get mad about toji. they definitley dont like eachother, so gojo definitley doesnt want toji to win her over.

also, is the mc going to try to forgive and forget? i agree with gen; its all happening too fast. the couple has to acknowledge so many problems, theyre ignoring what the cause is of all this stress. i think they really need to talk.

ahhhh thank you again saint for sucessfully ingraining gojo in my mind. one last question. are you going to update sn regularly or are you still taking breaks.

<3 ru

Anonymous said

Saint I have no thoughts for this chapter, there are so many things I want to say but I don’t know how to put it into words. You have left me speechless this entire chapter, you so really have a way with words. Therefore I have some questions:

What would sera gain from killing mc baby?

Why is Eula so concerned if noya is cheating on her when she a cheater herself 🙄

How did toji feel or react to mc pregnancy?

Will yuta go over the edge one day and just snap about what his mother did?

What is gen planning or how will she act when she finds out everything?

Thank you for the chapter and I’m excited to see where it goes

- 🧚‍♀️ anon

Anonymous said

observation moment! on top of gen gathering her sources, gojo spoke openly during his confrontation with sera about their previous relationship (and let's not lie a lot of the workers were probably already sus + there's mei mei)

is this how news of his infidelity breaks out 🧐

also the fact that sera only broke after gojo told her she was disgusting? at first i interpreted this as her nonchalance over the attempted foeticide and only caring for the realization that gojo really did want nothing to do with her anymore

BUT NOW!! i understand it as her breaking after failing to compartmentalize the weight of her actions? (hence her saying "i didn't mean it") i hope his words snaps her out of her delusion

saint istg the way u got me interpreting text here

Anonymous said

Everyone saying it might be Naoya who told sera to kill the baby but I bet it was Eula. Naoya was already uncomfortable knowing that Eula killed grandma so I don’t think he’ll be comfy telling and convincing someone to kill a kid 😭 (then again I could never tell what’s going on in that boy’s head so-) I think Eula probably talked to sera and convinced her to do it. She’d probably buttered Sera up and told her things like “you and I are the same, we were both mistresses and well, look at me? he left his wife and married me” and that’ll just sink into her head and she’ll think well, she’s right, she was his mistress and now he’s his wife, I can still have a chance and she’d think who better yet than Eula to give her advice on how to get Satoru back? She’s been through what she has, she must know what to do.

@japanesevenom said

Saint.. holy shit wow I don’t want spam you so I’ll try to keep it short preceding anything else is an overwhelming amount of praise for you! I don’t even know where to begin but you certainly live up to your name saint

first of all I’m so I’m love with husband!gojo second is that chamomile thing actually true that’s so scary I never knew and third will gojo take any new pictures of his wife soon? How will the family photos turn out oh my god do they do Christmas cards with a family photo on the front

Anonymous said

Okay this may be me reading into things far too much, but is there a reason you changed the summary for the story? Or has it always been this was… maybe im legit not very observant. I remember reading it for the first time and it used to say “with a marriage set in place, the sacred bond is doomed with a wife who wants to make the relationship work and a husband who’s ready to ruin it all. Unbeknown to him, a tragic fate already lies within the pages of your romance book.” Emphasis on the “your romance book”. 😩

And when I re read it this week because I was rereading the story all over again I noticed it says “with a marriage set in place, the sacred bond is doomed with a wife who wants to make the relationship work and a husband who’s ready to ruin it all. Unbeknown to him, a tragic fate already lies within the pages of his romance book.” Emphasis on the “his romance book”🤔

Lol I’m legit trying to decode those last three words….🕵️‍♀️

But also realize that it might just be nothing

….help

@anime-nymph said

I sense.... an incredibly loud and dark and storm cloud forming. It's being created by your sn readers and each lightning strike is coming straight for Sera.

And the lack of Naoya presence was suspicious this go around... I really hope he had nothing to do with Sera's actions this chapter :((

Anonymous said

honestly i feel like eula was the one who initiated the chamomile tea?

that vile woman would do anything to wrong satoru, make him fail and disappoint his father just so she could get the attention.

but then again, there's naoya. maybe he set-up both sera and eula to make crimes and mistakes so that karma would even be more delicious.

Anonymous said

Hi Saint I hoped you enjoyed your break I just read chapter 15 and I am shookth right I loved to fluffy moment between Gojo and MC and not going to lie Eula scares me if she already killed Nana who knows what else she is capable (I don't know if this counts as a spoiler) and the part with Gen and her husband I understand where she is coming from but I feel like she and her husband are going to reveal Gojo infidelity at the wrong time or where everything is going good for Mc and Gojo and then bam but if I remember you said that the climax is going to be entense if I am correct. But the part with Gojo and Mc eating dinner 💕💓😁😊 and the Mc think of her smexy times with Gojo to 😏🤭 and I have 4 questions 1. are we going to get more smexy time between Gojo and the Mc? 2. Is Sukuna,Utahime,and Yuji going to appear later on in SN season 2? 3. Is Sera going to try and hurt the MC even further or has she finally opened up her eyes? 4. Is the finale going to make us cry Saint I don't know how much more angst I can handle 😭😢 I just want MC and Gojo to have more babies and be happy. I am really glad to have you back Saint I and if you need a break we understand your health comes first make sure you drink plenty of water,getting a good meal in, and getting plenty of rest and don't listen to those rude people they are just jealous of your amazing writing skills☺😁

Anonymous said

I really don't like sera but I can't help but feel sympathy for her :,) I'm so worrieddd to what will happen to her and her siblings/family now that she got fired.

Also I'm also scared and worried to what will happen next HAHAHSHSH while reading the part where satoru confront sera I was like "You're too loud!! Keep it down a little! Noooo! Shhhh!!!!" especially now that gen(really trying to be a great sister) is looking for satoru's potential affairs.

Aaaachkkk I'm so nervous yet excited for the next updateeee.

Pls always remember to take care of yourself and always take your time, no need to be pressured and stressed💓.

Anonymous said

Really hoping Gen will back down a bit on whatever she’s planning (despite her good intentions) bc A) her sister is a grown ass woman who can handle her own B) it’s a complicated situation already, no need to add more people in the mix! And C) it’ll most likely damage their sister relationship and that’s the last thing both of them want!

in conclusion; WHY IS COMMUNICATION SO HARD IN THIS FICCCCCCCCC 🧍🏻‍♀️😳😖 no one here has ever been truthful or avoids communication/self control/minding ya damn business like the plague

Anonymous said

Honestly I never felt so much second hand embarrassment for a fictional character

I get it sera you “love” Satoru, but trying to kill an innocent soul because of your selfish needs is just unacceptable st least for me. She has fallen to the lowest of lows I can’t even pity her anymore

I can now safely say that I hate sera a lot

I get it coming from a problematic family with little to no money and having to carry the burden of the bread winner is really hard and bad but here’s the thing:

Strike 1: taking her anger and her problems out on her family, blaming her mother especially for all the hardships and bad luck she has

Strike 2: involving herself into a marriage damaging the wife leaving the word respect for herself and the wife out of her dictionary

Strike 3: Trying to blame an innocent person for her hardships and the relationship problems with Satoru, disrespecting her in the process and even kind of threatening her? (Bora Bora arc when sera said that she will have satoru’s baby and him)

Strike 4: looking down on people who are in the same economic situation as her just cause she got to taste some of the rich people thing, but also judging MC for her “behaviour” sometimes implying that she is nothing but her money meaning she’s also looking down on her as a person.

Strike 5: She tried to kill an innocent soul. Ok I get it relationship problems but please sera for the love of god a child hasn’t done anything to you.

For the last strike I’m gonna take the version of sera doing it intentionally because of the jealousy and realisation that her and Gojo probably won’t be able to be together ever again. Of course there is a possibility of her not knowing the effects of chamomile in pregnant women but only time will tell. Personally I believe her calm and collected behaviour was sus.👀

Will we get to see her POV and thoughts about the pregnancy?

Anyway Sera PLEASE I BEG YOU DO BETTER and leave Gojo and MC alone. You’re a beautiful woman as much (as I hate her I have to admit that) and I’m sure you can find a man (a rich one too) to marry and build a life (just make sure this time he’s not married).

Saint great chapter as always now go rest 💕

@osamuah said

Hi Saint! First and foremost: thank you for this weeks character interviews. The fact that you were still providing SN content, despite being on your “break” is a true testament of your selflessness, and it does not go under-appreciated. The asks were so much fun to read, and every notification I received from your blog made my day so much sweeter— so thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I just wanted to ask as well: did these questions help at all with your character/world building? Did you find the questions to be inspiring to you? Was there a particular character/type of question that was your favorite to answer? I really hope you came back from your break feeling refreshed and inspired and that these questions weren’t an extra burden. You really are amazing, Saint<3

Anonymous said

to sera

You are the most pathetic excuse of a human being I have ever seen. I hate you with the strength of a 1000 stars, and I genuinely hope that you die the most painful and slow death imaginable. Your very existence disgusts me and everybody who had the misfortune of ever resting their eyes on God's greatest mistake (I'm talking about you, in case I didn't get through your thick skull), and all of us want you to end your meaningless, parasitic existence, and for your hideous corpse to be sent far away. The only purpose your pitiful life has is to feed off the money, time, and resources of the people around you, without contributing a single joy or doing something useful. I almost feel sorry for you, as the very idea of that kind of painful cum stain of an existence brings a tear to my eye. If only you weren't a constant annoyance to everyone around you, narcissistic and the least likeable person in your city. So, with that in mind, you should stick the nearest fork into the nearest outlet. Maybe someone will give a shit about you for a week and forget about you a month later.

@yeahgrrr said

finished reading sn 15 !! I’M SCREAMINGGGG the domestic scenes oh my god they’re so cute i’m gonna cry this is amazing gojo is so sweet :( or maybe i’m just to forgiving (marupok)

sera tho… idk if i should feel bad that she got layed off her job since she had financial problems too but this is consequences of her actions

sera is scary but i think eula is more scary, i feel like she would be brave enough to interfere in gojo and y/n’s relationship and even mess with the baby

thank u for the update u are amazing

@moonlightmyg said

saint you've done it again ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ another chapter, another masterpiece . ugh can i just say how much i love gen ? she's so incredibly smart, planning ahead for yn and looking for any implications of infidelity ; yn wasnt wrong when she said gen was made for business ! i, a strong team toji member if i do say so my self, must admit that gojo's character development is so refreshing after our 14 chapters of straight angst no breaks :D and the precautions he's taking for yn and the baby ? absolutely adorable . now that yn's def off the market and divorce isnt something on the table anymore ,, lemme slide toji my number ˘³˘

HEY LOVESSS <33 I’M SORRY I COULDN’T RESPOND TO EACH OF U BC I’VE BEEN SO BUSY 😢😢😢 BUT THANKS FOR ALL OF THESE. IT WAS NICE TO GET HEAR UR THOUGHTS AND FEEDBACK !!

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #long compliation ahead

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1111jenx · 3 years

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Omg just saw the Astro rant you’ve shared! My best friend is a Virgo rising and she’s gotten into astrology like a year ago. She loves to browse tumblr for informations and she always sends me posts about rising signs and we both feel like Virgo risings get so much hate, are undervalued and overlooked a lot, also misinterpreted. There are some posts with paragraphs about how magnetic Scorpios, Leo’s and Libra risings are. Like every rising sign gets so much attention on the beautiful and physical traits, but as soon as you reach Virgo on the list, all you get is: „nervous energy, judgemental, anxious, observes the world with their head, not with their heart, critical, pessimistic“. I’m not even a Virgo rising but this shit is getting on my nerves!! Sorry for my bad English.

Love your blog! And I love how you FINALLY put Virgo risings in the right light!! 💓

Hi beautiful!

Thank you so so much for this ahhhh you have no ideas how this brightens up my day!!

Being a Leo Rising myself I'm kinda fed up with all the bs about my people like not all of us are confident and beautiful I look like shrek on weeekdays ma'am LMFAOOO and literally we can be the biggest people pleaser too not all Leo Risings are blunt!!!

The same goes for others! Libra Risings and Scop Risings being associated with perfection and "the best rising to have" and all that is tiringgggggg. people have no idea how their words can affect others:) We don't choose to be born on a certain day at a certain time and we certainly are perfectly fine the way we are.

Virgo Risings are so so underrated tbh. Its their awkward yet charming manners, philosophical mindset and outlook that gets to me. Overall they're prolly imo some of the most ambitious and hardworking people. Telling them they look like aliens and using Mark Zuckerberg pictures to justify ALL virgo rising is not the vibe for 2021💀💀💀

i love you guys so so much and this is what keeps me going tbh, keep doing you beautiful

warmest regards to you and ur friends🤍

love,

saint jenx🪐

#astrojenx #astrology observations #astro notes #astrology #astrology notes #libra rising #virgo rising #leo rising #rising signs #moon in scorpio #libra sun #leo venus #astrotips

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poodlejoonas · 3 years

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Dad!BC AU - the moms

So wow-ihateithere and I (because for some reason Tumblr won’t let me directly @ you) have been tossing out so many amazing ideas for the BC dad AU lately that we’ve thought of pretty much every scenario under the sun. One idea I’d like to throw in here is the group that is the moms who make up their own personal wolfpack. Since they’ll be brought in as stand-alone characters soon, it would be better to have a basic introduction for each and how they know/interact with each other.

(Under the read-more for length)

Joel - Emilia (”Millie”) Hokka - The absolute baddest bitch you will meet on this planet. She's a 5′1″ sweetheart, but if you lay a single finger on her kid, her husband, her BC brothers and sisters, or any of her nieces and nephews, she will become the human embodiment of that one line from “Wolfpack.” You know the one. She’s gone viral before for Joel needing to hold her back from fighting the mom of a kid who’s bullying Enkka at school, and literally watching this tiny woman become a human hurricane at the drop of a hat was enough for this kid to immediately leave him alone. From then on, kids at school know not to come after Viktor Hokka because his mom doesn’t play around. Why would she? After all, she dedicated 18 months of her life to trying to become a mom, and anyone who dares to come after her baby needs a running start to get away from her.

Sometimes even Joel has to hold her back from doing something she probably should regret but wouldn’t if it involved her family. He knows better than to cross a line with her. Then there are other times when they work together to be the shadiest power couple on earth, like when Aleksi’s ex-girlfriend Laila slanders him in the media for talking about taking custody of their son from her. If Joel comes home pissed about something, she’s the first one to jump on board with whatever plan he has to get his point across. She would totally have a stan account on Instagram dedicated to her called “milliehokkasupremacy”. And Joel loves his wife so much that he would eat every bit of this shit up. When she tells someone off, he writes down what she says and turns it into the lyrics of Blind Channel’s next single.

In short, Millie Hokka is 100 percent That Bitch™.

Bonus bit because this idea made me laugh: (in the comments section of a post slandering BC) @milliehokka: Bitch you better take this shit down before I puncture your fucking tires @joelhokka: She's my better half ❤️

Joonas - Kirsten Porko - Kirsten’s one of the quiet BC moms, and a hell of a lot more tame than Millie. But she has her shining moments every now and then, like when she was wondering why Millie took Joel with her knowing that she could’ve easily beaten that bully’s mom’s ass without him. She has the patience of a saint, being married to Joonas and raising two (soon to be three) kids with him. But she adores every minute of their chaotic little family. Since Sohvi was the first of the BC kids, the guys were quick to show up in support of her and Joonas. She was also pretty lonely until the others started dating their wives, and she was more than happy to have more friends to bond with.

She does the most to mother the rest of the kids when they need it. They love to come to their house because Kirsten will have a fresh pan of cookies ready for them. They also like hanging out with Joonas, but Kirsten is a fun aunt on her own. She’s typically the first to show up when one of the other moms tosses out a cry for help in taking care of their kids, especially when they’re newborns and the guys are away on tour. Kirsten’s total aesthetic is the absolute opposite of Joonas’s: she’s bubbly and wears nothing but pastel dresses and soft fabrics. A lot of people wonder what a “nice girl” like her is doing with a punk rocker like Joonas, until you see them interact and know that they’re crazy in love with each other and their kids. She’s the unassuming type, but she loves pranks as much as her husband and kids; she’ll play along whenever there’s a really good one and sometimes she can totally outdo them.

Niko - Jenna Moilanen - Jenna is Millie’s co-conspirator and partner-in-crime. If Millie needs someone to back her up and Joel’s trying to talk her out of whatever she’s thinking about doing, Jenna is the first to show up on the scene. She’s very much Niko’s type - she has just as many tattoos as him, several piercings, and hair that changes color depending on her mood. She’s naturally a blonde but you almost never see her as one. A lot of people tend to pass judgement on her abilities as a mom based on her appearance, but both of her and Niko’s kids adore her (especially their daughter Lahja) and they grow up happy with their loving parents. She’s a fantastic cook and works as a head chef at a five-star steakhouse, and she’s always willing to come home and cook for her family as well. She and Millie are the two shortest of the group, and it’s hilarious because they are both absolute spitfires.

Jenna has the best intuition when it comes to deciding who is trustworthy and who isn’t. There’s no “leader” in the group, but most of the others trust Jenna when someone gives her a bad feeling. She would be the one to raise the alarm on Laila years before she and Aleksi ever break up, and Laila would find the absolute worst way to end up on Jenna’s shit list. In her time with the group, Laila does nothing to help take care of the rest of the kids or try to fit in with the group. One day, when Leevi cries because he needs something, Jenna spots an annoyed expression out of the corner of her eye coming from Laila. It takes an intervention from God to stop Jenna from ripping her apart on the scene. The most important thing to note about Jenna: she calls her closest friends “bitch” affectionately. The moment it stops being affectionate, there’s no turning back.

Olli - Kaarina Matela - The quietest and calmest of the BC moms. She perfectly matches her husband’s energies, which is why they parent their daughters so well. She was definitely more calm than him on the day they learned they were having twins, and still is to this day. When he was panicking about their pregnancy scare, she was still managing to stay collected somehow (but just as relieved as he was). She’s very much like a suburban soccer mom type, but far from being a Karen because she’s aggressively kind to everyone around her, including hardworking people. And Olli just adores her so much, sometimes he doubts if he even deserves her. She’s always the first to remind him that there’s no one else she would rather be with.

Kaarina is the arts and crafts kind of aunt. During the summer, she likes to have the kids come over for day camp style hangout sessions where they mix in time outside with craft activities. She’s the reason why Olli’s stage outfits have been so cool lately, because she’s got a perfect eye for colors and is super skilled at hand-stitching patches. If the kids need anything repaired, they’ll know to go to Aunt Rina first because she’ll either make it as good as new, or turn it into some sick artwork. All the moms get along but she and Kirsten vibe together the best. They get together and plan the summer activities for the kids, which involve Rina planning the crafts and Kirsten baking for, and with, them.

Tommi - Marja Lalli - Marja is unique in her position as a BC mom because she joined the group when her son Miikka from a previous relationship was already almost 4. For a brief time, she was worried about herself and Miikka feeling left out of the group dynamic that was already there, but they were so quick to invite her in as one of them. A lot of it had to do with her being friends with Jenna since elementary school, and Jenna knew that the sisterhood would be more than happy to accept her. She and Niko help set her up with Tommi because they both know he would love her and accept Miikka as his own. She’s chill and reserved, but she’s still a ton of fun to be around. Along with Kaarina and Kirsten, she’s one of the level-headed moms and is typically the voice of reason for a lot of things (especially when it comes to trying to contain Millie and Jenna’s tempers).

The rest of the moms were thrilled when she told them she was pregnant with Anna, but constantly concerned and fretting over her when she was on occasional bed rest. If Tommi couldn’t be with her, it was one of them coming over to help take care of her and Miikka. Marja’s health showed the caring side of the sisterhood of the BC moms, how they are willing to take care of each other in sickness as well as celebrating the good times and defending each other from drama. Even months after Anna is born, they still come over from time to time to see if there’s any way they can help.

Aleksi - Laila Pekkanen (later on, marries Hanna Kaunisvesi) - So this one is a bit complicated. For about three years, Aleksi was in a high-profile relationship with Laila Pekkanen, a producer who worked with him on a solo single before joining BC. They meet again a couple years later and begin a relationship that last for about three years. But it was far from loving, as they were just in general not good for each other. A few weeks after their break-up, Laila calls Aleksi while he’s in the studio to break the news to him that she’s pregnant, which sends Aleksi into total emotional turmoil because he thought they were being careful. Of all the guys, he’s the most careful with avoiding this kind of thing, but it was her who missed one too many days of her birth control. They’re barely on speaking terms, but they agree to try to stay cordial until Aleksi can take full custody of the child himself. She admits to having no maternal instinct and wants nothing to do with the baby.

Here’s where it gets messy. Aleksi finally decides to break his silence on the matter and announces via Instagram that he will be a father and raise his son on his own. He does his best to tell his side of the story without dragging Laila down. But she takes it personally and goes on the radio to try to attack Aleksi, feeling like she’s being treated like a villain and a bad person for giving up her child. She feels like she’s being “exposed” in thinking that Aleksi publicly acknowledging their son’s existence would ruin her career, because she’d been trying everything possible to cover it up. It becomes a major feud between her and her team, and Aleksi and the BC team, but more industry people can back him up as a stand-up guy than they can come to her defense. She nearly ends up having Noah prematurely, and yet Aleksi still shows up in support, more so for their son than for her. When Noah is born months later, she refuses to hold him and immediately cuts off all contact with Aleksi.

Aleksi raises Noah alone and learns to support his son when he’s later diagnosed on the autism spectrum. Noah is semi-verbal and partially communicates with sign language. He uses sign in situations when he meets a stranger, and Aleksi respects his intuition when someone makes him uncomfortable. Noah has separation anxiety from losing his mom at a young age, so Aleksi refuses to date for years because he doesn’t want to bring a revolving door of strangers around him. But then he meets Hanna, who makes an almost instant connection with him. He’s hesitant to make a decision about a long-term relationship with her until he sees how well she works with Noah. She’s one of the first people he opens up to - mostly because of her experience as a child psychologist - but the moment that seals the deal is when Noah calls her “mom” for the first time (in sign to his cousins). Fans and people he works with can’t help but notice that Aleksi is so much happier with Hanna than Laila. And as much as he would like to have a baby with her, he’s happy having Noah and wants to invest his energy into ensuring his happiness. But Hanna understands, because she’s an angel and only wants the best for her family.

#blind channel #dad!blind channel #no idea what else to tag this as lol #this is a lot more fun than making them all reader inserts #i love writing reader inserts but it'll be nice to see them interacting with each other

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Let’s Get Married 1

Summary: A Zoyalai modern AU with fake dating in latter parts.

Ao3: Let’s Get Married

Excerpt: He raised a brow, easing back in his chair, “can I help you?”

“What’s this?” Genya exclaimed without any preamble, grabbing a paper off the top of the stack in David’s hands and slapping it onto his desk.

“Paper, I assume, darling Genya.”

“I mean what’s on the paper,” she snapped, “it says you’re married.”

“That sounds great. See you at noon tomorrow. Yes, Madraya I know how to get to the Palm Court. Yes, I promise I won’t be late. Okay, I’ll see you soon.” Nikolai gently placed the receiver into the cradle before dropping his head into his hands. He was lucky that it was a Friday evening, the firm was empty which meant no one was around to witness this. He was nestled away in his favourite hidden corner in the law library which was the perfect place to get his work done, though he wondered how productive he would be now that he had to create a game plan for the following day. He was practiced in making sure his mother didn’t spill any secrets which was often the result of wanting to spite his father and one too many drinks, but no matter how good he thought he was his mother always managed to surprise him. And then there was the matter of his brother and father. He wanted nothing more than for them to burn with their continual mistakes, but he couldn’t. Whether it was out of some strange sense of loyalty to people who only made his life more difficult or to protect his mother who always stood silent at their sides when they tormented him, he didn’t know.

The only thing he did know was that he was about 15 hours away from another lunch with his mother and her gossiping group of friends where his father would decide not to show up at the last minute because Vasily wanted to go golfing in the Hamptons where they would undoubtedly spend the rest of the weekend philandering. Another weekend where his mother pretended she didn’t know what was happening, deciding to drop as much money as she could manage, just to irritate her husband. Then it would be Monday again, where Nikolai was left to pick up the pieces from the damage that his family caused, wishing that he could close his eyes and disappear off the face of the Earth for just a second if it meant he could be left without responsibility over people who didn’t care about him.

“What are you doing?” From between the shelves stepped out another lawyer, not just any other lawyer, it was Zoya. Zoya Nazyalensky was a talented lawyer who had joined the firm a few years after he had, right out of law school. She was skilled, hardworking, and an expert in making the most egotistical men shrink by simply raising her brow. They had worked a few cases together over their time at the firm, but more often than not, they had their separate cases that they chose to work on together. Most days they could be found in each others’ offices, working silently for hours with only occasional requests for advice or lunch orders. Despite all the time they spent working together, Nikolai, who considered himself something of an expert when it came to others’ feelings, had no idea if Zoya actually liked him or if she simply put up with him because he was the least terrible person at work. He always welcomed her company though.

“What are you doing here so late?”

She raised a brow before crossing the space and sinking into the couch cushions next to him. “I could ask you the same thing. In fact, I just did.”

“I’m putting some things together before the weekend.”

“Was your phone call that bad?”

Nikolai wanted to wince, “you heard that?”

“You were on speaker.”

“Saints, as if I needed that broadcast to the entire firm.”

“Oh, there’s no one here. You and I are the only ones left,” she said as she pulled off her high heels and curled her legs onto the couch.

“You haven’t answered my question, why are you still here?”

“You first.”

He sighed, she’d already heard the entirety of his conversation with his mother, it’s not like he could ruin her image of him further. “The sooner I go home, the sooner the reality of tomorrow will hit me.”

“Is getting tea with your mother really that bad?” she asked almost hesitantly.

Nikolai threw his head back, “I love my mother, but these luncheons usually involve my father ditching at the last minute to go and break his wedding vows, while my mother pretends she doesn’t know what’s happening

“And you have to go?”

“Someone has to make sure she gets home in one piece, and I trust her friends as far as they can throw me.”

“Isn’t the saying that you trust them as far as you can throw them?”

“I excel at everything I do, naturally but they can’t say the same.”

“Ah, I see.”

They sat in silence for a moment before she spoke again, her tone hushed as if speaking any louder would shatter the calm. “Is that why you don’t work for your father?”

Nikolai exhaled, “that’s a part of it.” His father was C.E.O of Ravkan Industries, and unlike his brother, Nikolai hadn’t joined the family business right out of highschool. Make no mistake, he wanted to be a part of the company, he knew he needed to be a part of it to spare the world of further misguided leadership from his family. It pained him, but they were the worst thing to happen to the company, and he often feared that he was the only person who could stop the trainwreck that was his family from derailing.

She nodded, “I know a thing or two about bad families.” Her legs had been drawn up to her chest, and she rested her head against her knees, eyes trained on him, “I can’t speak about anyone else, but your brother is definitely a jackass.”

“You’re right, I’m sure everyone who’s ever met him agrees. Speaking of which, when did you?”

“I came to your office a few weeks ago looking for you. He was waiting for you, gave me a sleazy once-over and asked me out. He got offended when I said no, and I told him that I didn’t date men who look like the Walmart versions of their younger brothers.”

Nikolai shook his head in amusement, “I’m surprised I haven’t heard him complaining about that. You must have really wounded his ego.”

“What,” Zoya said, fixing him with the withering glare she dished out when someone was being incompetent, “like it’s hard?”

“Ooh,” Nikolai groaned, rubbing a hand over his chest, “glad I’ve never been on the receiving end of one of those.”

She gave him a small smile, picking at a loose thread at her sleeve, “how do you usually spend your Saturdays when you’re not cleaning up their messes?”

“Go on a run, get pastries and coffee from the bakery across the street, read a book with my cat, catch up on some shows…”

“That sounds…. surprisingly pleasant.”

“ What did you think I got up to?”

“I don’t know… peach picking or something?”

“Aren’t you allergic to peaches?”

Zoya looked startled for a second, “yeah, how did you know that?”

“That time that we helped Genya with her groceries because she broke her leg? You weren’t paying attention and grabbed them, 10 minutes later you got hives.”

The look she gave him was intense and assessing, had he said something wrong? As much as he liked to think he knew how everyone operated, Zoya Nazyalensky was a bit of an enigma to him still. “What about you? What are you doing tomorrow?” he said in an attempt to maintain the conversation.

“I’ll go on a run with my dog, get breakfast, do some work, get some flowers and do my laundry. The usual.”

“Have you ever had lunch at the Palm Court?”

“No, but my aunt took me to the champagne bar when I graduated,” her smile was small, “it was the nicest night I’ve ever had.”

“I can’t promise that tomorrow will be anything less than a disaster, but would you like to accompany me to lunch?”

Zoya fiddled with the chain around her neck, fingers running over the seams of the locket, as if she was contemplating opening it. “Would it be proper?”

“You said it yourself, you have nothing else to do tomorrow morning, you’ll get a ridiculously expensive and delicious lunch for free.”

“But wouldn’t I be intruding?”

“My father’s going to cancel at the last minute, remember?”

“And what if he doesn’t?”

“He will. He always does, and he is nothing if not a creature of habit.” His phone rang at that exact moment, “like clockwork,” he murmured. “Hello.”

“Tell your mother that I can’t make lunch tomorrow, Vasya and I are going golfing.” The line cut before Nikolai could reply, not that he’d been planning on it.

“So, Nazyalensky, are we on for afternoon tea then?”

She sighed, “fine. But it better be as tasty as you’re saying it is.”

“It’s absolutely heavenly. The Dom Pérignon really brings out the subtle undertones in the Pistachio Dacquoise Cake. And the Devonshire cream is absolutely to die for.”

“I didn’t understand half of that.”

“Don’t worry, after the first time, you’ll be begging that we go back.”

She raised a brow, “is that a challenge, Lantsov?”

He grinned, “when is it not?”

“This is a pity lunch, I’m not going because I actually care about you.”

Nikolai nodded understandingly, “of course, of course. This is strictly a pity invite too, since this brunch will definitely be more entertaining than a Saturday spent at home.”

“Great. So we’re on the same page then,” her smile was sharp and Nikolai felt his blood rush at the sight. Maybe tomorrow would be bearable.

***

“Anything I need to know before we go in?” Zoya crossed her arms over her chest, staring up at the façade of the infamous hotel the following morning, suppressing the urge to run home. Was she nervous? For what? To meet Nikolai’s mother? No, that couldn’t be it. She was nervous to lose her bet with him, that was it. He had called her early this morning to make sure that the terms of the bet were solidified, if she fell in love with any of the food, she had to accompany him to any future lunches, whenever he asked. If she won, he had to accompany her to any errands she wanted. She had thought about making him assemble all of her IKEA furniture for the foreseeable future on the way here and had nearly bumped into him while she daydreamed about him carrying her groceries every week.

“If a question doesn’t feel like a trap, then it is one. If it feels like it’s a trap, then it’s definitely a trap. If it feels like someone is fishing for a response, then that’s a trap.”

“So, everything is a trap?”

“Exactly!”

“And you do this every month?”

“More like every two weeks.”

“Saints,” she swore, “and you don’t get sick of the food or company?”

“Well, they do let a little bit too much slide about their husbands’ schedules, most of them are on the board of my father’s company, and if I can get on their good sides they might vote for me over Vasily to take over one day.”

“You’re always playing the long game, aren’t you?”

Nikolai raised a brow, “and you’re not? We both know your ‘favourite hangout spots’ are coincidentally the same places where you can poach clients from Fjerdan Holdings.”

“Wait,” Zoya frowned, ignoring him completely. “If your father and Vasily are both skipping, who else did you invite? I'm taking your father’s place and what about Vasily’s?”

“I’m honoured you think I’d be invited in the first place.”

“You’re not invited?”

“Only when Vasily cancels, which is every time.”

“They really don’t invite you to family lunches?”

“I’m something of a problem child to them.”

“Nikolai,” she said and he could feel her gaze on him, “are you sure about this?”

“Yes, Zoya. I’m sure.”

“Let’s get moving then, we’re about to be late.”

“Ruthless as always,” Nikolai sighed, pushing open the door.

“Punctual, as always,” Zoya retorted, following him through the lobby, “you should take a lesson or two from me on showing up on time.”

“Never heard of fashionably late, Nazyalensky?”

“That’s just an excuse people with no dress sense use to justify their inability to choose a functional outfit.”

“Ruthless.”

“Honest.”

***

“Kolya!”A blonde woman dressed in beige exclaimed, beckoning him over before pulling him down into a hug . Zoya looked down at her pale blue dress, was she too colourful for brunch? But no, Nikolai’s dress shirt was the same colour as her dress, surely that meant that it was okay. She’d forgotten the ultra-rich nature of Nikolai’s family and the way that high society acted. Sure she made good money at work, but this world, the world of her clients, was something else. She’d grown up eating lunchables when she’d lived with her parents, while she suspected that he had never eaten anything that wasn’t prepared by a gourmet chef before he went to university.

“Madraya, this is my friend, Zoya,” he said, pulling away, “she’s the one I told you would be joining us this morning.”

“Thank you for having me,” she smiled, trying to put on her most charming persona, The Nikolai, as she liked to call it.

Nikolai’s mother shook her hand enthusiastically, “Zoya, this is Svetlana, Kolya’s auntie. Please! Sit, sit.” The other woman assessed her slowly from head to toe and Zoya shot her a cool glance, a challenge, to which Svetlana turned away from. Off to a great start.

Zoya reached to pull out her chair, faltering when she felt someone else’s on top of hers. “Your jacket,” Nikolai whispered, “I can take it.”

She stared at him. What? She went rigid as Nikolai helped her out of her coat, the warmth of his fingers brushing against her skin, making her thoughts freeze too.

“You alright, Nazyalensky?” he murmured in her ear as he pulled her chair out for her. “You should stop staring, it’s rude.”

She rolled her eyes at him, whatever spell had fallen over her was broken now, “thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” he winked in return, but she could see the surprise on his face. Did he really think she was so ruthless that she had no manners?

“So Kolya, tell us about how you and Zoya met!”

***

Lunch was rather mild, and nowhere near as horrific as Nikolai has mentioned. In fact, it was pleasant, certainly much more enjoyable than any meal she’d had with her own mother. Nikolai’s mother cared for him in her own vapid way, and once Nikolai had reiterated that Zoya was not his girlfriend, Svetlana had thawed considerably, both of the women asking her about her clothes, work, and life. The lies came easily, they always did when it came to her family. She wasn’t embarrassed by her past but she saw no value in mentioning the people who had conceived her but had done nothing more than that. Zoya was also not in the mood to be pitted by these women, and she spun them a web of what they wanted to hear. A girl from a rich family who grew up doing all of the things they had.

She told them details from trips she had always dreamt of taking with her aunt but that they’d never been able to afford, easily replying to their inquiries of, “oh, I love Paris! When you went, did you eat at the cafe 3 blocks east of the Louvre? With the 100 year old bakery? It’s a must!” with an exact order of their most deep-menu items. Zoya smiled as they tittered on about the delicacies, as if an evening dining there didn’t cost more than what a month’s worth of groceries had cost as a child. To them her weekends were spent at tennis practice at the local country club instead of split between doing homework, working at her aunt's cafe and in the mail room at the law firm across the street to earn a little money. She didn’t say this explicitly of course, but she didn’t deny it either when they acted like she shared their experiences.

She’d never spoken to Nikolai about her past, nothing beyond the fact that she was raised by her aunt and that she had a younger cousin. He’d never asked, not out of a lack of interest in her, she knew that— but out of understanding that she didn’t particularly care to share that information. In the world in which she now found herself, anyone that deviated from the norm was looked down upon and she refused to be a source of entertainment for them.

The conversation quickly turned away from her however, with a few carefully timed lines from Nikolai. He brought up childhood memories of his own that made everyone laugh, recounting his numerous hijinks through the years. He told stories about the more interesting cases he and Zoya had worked on recently, his flow pausing naturally to let her throw in her own banter as well. She learned of the multiple times Nikolai had nearly burnt their beach house down, how he once “accidentally” lured a hoard of sheep to chase his brother when they were visiting Scotland, and how he was the youngest in his highschool graduating class, finishing at 15 before going to university, and then sailing around the world for a year.

As enjoyable as seeing Nikolai’s nose scrunch when his mother recounted a particularly adorable story was, by the time the desserts rolled around, Zoya felt fatigued. How did Nikolai do this all the time? When he wasn’t charming his family he was charming clients, coworkers, whoever he needed to. She had enjoyed the afternoon a lot more than she had anticipated, especially the food which was heavenly, like he’d said. But in the end she was adamant not to admit defeat to Nikolai even if it meant more meals like this. She would rather stab herself with the salad fork than admit he was right— or was that the dessert fork? Why were there so many forks? She was granted a bit of a reprieve when the ladies saw another group of their friends and decided to go chat with them at their table. Then it was just her and Nikolai, who had gone unusually quiet and was staring at her empty plate quite critically. “What’s wrong?”

***

Nikolai had been right, inviting Zoya to lunch had been a great idea, he couldn’t recall the last time he’d genuinely enjoyed one of these lunches. She had been brilliant, with the way that she handled all of their questions and discussed topics that interested them, the way that she’d chimed in at the perfect moments in his stories to add a little detail that made the anecdote even better. Everything had gone better than he could’ve imagined, except for the fact that it looked like he might be losing their bet, and after today, he didn’t think he would hate these lunches if Zoya were attending them with him.

Af first he’d been genuinely worried that she wasn’t enjoying herself since her reaction to the food had been muted, but the longer he watched her the more he was able to figure out exactly what was going on. He knew she wasn’t touching the desert tower because she knew that it would be her downfall. Most of the sweets were exactly of her taste and she was desperate not to lose to him. What had she intended on making him do if he lost that she was fighting so hard to win?

“Try it,” Nikolai mumbled, pointing at the tea tower, “it’s delicious.”

Zoya rolled her eyes, “you’ve said that about everything so far.”

“I’m serious, Nazyalensky. You’re going to love this.”

“I’m going to love it, or you’re convinced I should love it so that you win?”

Nikolai pulled a face, “why can’t it be both? Come on, it’s a dark chocolate cherry custard, that’s pretty much all of your favourite foods.”

Zoya peered at the dessert as if she was holding herself back, “it does look slightly edible…”

Saints, she would do anything to beat him, wouldn’t she? Nikolai smothered his grin, holding out a spoonful of the custard to her, “you know you want to try it.”

She let out an exasperated breath, taking the bite. Her eyelashes fluttered as she tasted it and she turned to him, scowling, “damnit, that’s so good.”

“I won’t say I told you so, Zo,” he laughed, as she smacked his shoulder with one hand, the other wielding a spoon that was digging into the custard on his plate. She hated that nickname.

“Well, Nik, or should I say Nikky? Or Niko? Or Nikola? Or--”

“Ah, that’s enough, dear,” Nikolai groaned, he definitely had worse nicknames.

“Whatever you say, Kolya.”

“Who would’ve guessed that brunch Zoya was a gloater?” His tone was teasing as he leaned in, brushing the bottom of her lip with his thumb to get rid of a chocolate smudge. “I certainly figured you were the modest type,” he trailed off, realizing what he’d done.

“Me and gloat don’t belong in the same sentence,” Zoya said, but her voice was low and her eyes were trained on his fingers. Nikolai repressed the urge to sit on his hands or flee from the table, but she said nothing and neither did he.

“Kolya, sweetheart, be a dear and wait for your father’s card.” His mother was back. Nikolai shot out of his seat, walking over to her. “We’ll be down the street at Svetlana’s daughter’s boutique. Zoya, hon, are you coming with us?”

“Oh, I’ll just wait with Nikolai,” Zoya smiled.

“Of course, dear.” His mother then pulled him aside, “you should bring your girlfriend around more often. It’s been so long since you’ve brought someone home.”

Nikolai looked at her, bewildered, “girlfriend? Zoya’s not my girlfriend. We’re just friends. Not even friends, coworkers is probably a better descriptor for our fully platonic relationship.” Was he rambling? He felt like he was rambling.

Instead of replying his mother simply patted his cheek with an infuriatingly knowing look before she followed her friends out of the dining room. Nikolai shook his head out, walking back to Zoya as they waited.

“ ‘Not even friends?’I have to admit, that’s probably the best thing I’ve ever heard come out of your mouth,” Zoya said, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

“I was just taken aback,” Nikolai protested, “of course we’re friends, okay,” he said, raising his hands in surrender at her pointed glare, “I consider us friends at least, I don’t invite strangers to the brunch from hell.”

“It wasn’t that bad,” she scoffed, flicking a piece of lint from his lapel absently. “The food was good, and they were nice enough.”

“Oh, they’re not nice at all,” he laughed, turning to take the card from the approaching waiter, “you just knew how to handle them.”

“I suppose I’ve spent enough time with clients like them to know how to act,” she frowned, “I didn’t really have to think about it.”

“That makes you a perfect fit in their social circle,” he winked, holding the door open for her, “you’re clever enough to outsmart them all, they can’t get anything from you unless you want them to have it.”

“I thought being clever was your brand?”

“I’m okay with having a worthy companion in that bracket.” Nikolai jested, surprised when she slipped her hand into the crook of his elbow as they began their way down the street. She probably just needed to keep her balance, he couldn’t imagine navigating the cobblestone path in the high heels she was wearing. He couldn’t recall her ever wearing anything but heels, now that he thought about it. Perhaps she would require further assistance walking in the future, he didn’t think he would mind that.

“But really,” she said, tilting her head up to look at him, “you’ve never thought about us?”

Nikolai turned away for a second, unsure of what exactly to say, and when he turned back to her, she was already looking away. “I can’t say I have. To be fair, I didn’t think you liked me until yesterday, or that you considered us friends until today.”

“Of course we’re friends,” she scowled, punching his bicep with her free hand, “we’ve been friends for years, you dolt. You think I waste my free time on people I can’t be bothered to tolerate?”

“Oh.”

Zoya rolled her eyes, “yes, oh. I always knew I was smarter than you but this is pathetic on your part, Lantsov. What did you think when I gave you that scarf for Christmas?”

“I thought you were just being nice?”

She groaned, “take that back. I’ve never been nice a day in my life.”

They walked in silence for a few minutes before she spoke, “you really didn’t think, ‘hey, we do our work together at the office, we have the same friends, and I’m the only person in the office that Zoya hasn’t threatened to throw out the 29th floor window? so maybe that means something?’”

“You threatened to throw me out the second floor window 3 days into working at the firm.”

“Exactly!” she nodded, “you would probably survive that fall. That was essentially me telling you I didn’t hate you that much.”

“You work in mysterious ways, Nazyalensky.”

“Hold on,” Zoya put out a hand to stop him, “your collar is up.” She stepped towards him, fingers brushing his neck as she folded the fabric, her gaze intent upon him.

“If it weren’t for my newfound knowledge that you consider us friends, I would think you were considering strangling me.” Nikolai laughed, feeling her pause in her movements.

“That can certainly be arranged,” she teased, smoothing out the lapels of his coat, her hands resting on his chest for a second. Her eyes met his and she looked away quickly towards the boutique, freezing when she saw the occupants staring out the window at them. “Why are they looking at us like that?” Zoya murmured.

“I think that Svetlana thought she could get me to marry her daughter.”

“Aren’t you all about love, is it really that bad of an idea? She owns a boutique, that’s pretty cool.” She stepped back, shoving her hands into her own coat pockets, and Nikolai instantly regretted opening his mouth.

“I’m not really her type.”

“I thought you were ‘everyone’s type?’”

“Am I?” Zoya turned away from his gaze, and he thought he saw her face flush. “She dated Tamar a few years back, and then she was with my sister for a few months, but I doubt her mother knows if she’s dating anyone right now.”

“Wait, wait, wait. You have a sister?”

“That’s a story for another time,” Nikolai grinned. “It may cost you another lunch date.”

“If they have food as good as today’s, every Saturday is yours.”

Nikolai smiled as Zoya waltzed into the boutique, an elegant but disruptive storm in his life. She hadn’t flinched when he’d called it a date, hadn’t hesitated when he’d asked her to accompany him again, hadn’t protested at the fact that he’d won the bet. Despite all the good that had come out of the day, he felt something gnawing at his chest, ‘what, you’ve never thought about us?” and he doubted it would ever leave his head now. ‘Whatever’ Nikolai thought, trailing after her. It wasn’t like even if he wanted to, they would ever be together. There was no use in worrying over something that would never happen.

#zoyalai fic #my writings #zoyalai #nikolai lantsov #zoya nazyalensky #kos #s&b #tgt #gv

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yukina-otome · 4 years

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Otome game MC’S

Hello everyone ! Today i am gonna tell you about my opinion on the mc’s of the otome games i played ! Again this is just my opinion so feel free to share yours or complete with your opinion on mc’s of otome games i didnt include !

This is not a ranking btw !

MLQC MC: Youran

Job: Producer | Queen

Age : 22 year old

Good points : 1-Brave and take risks 2-Never give up 3-Smoll bean (seriously she's so cute) 4-Really nice and helpfull (walk around the city for hours every week to help anyone in need) 5-Hardworking 6-Tell whats on her mind and doesnt hide her feelings 7-Can play piano

Bad points: 1-Bad decision making 2-Rely on the boys too much 3-Mary sue 4-Clumsy AF 5-Sneez\ stomach noises when boy is about to kiss her

Mystic messenger mc:

Age and Job: Depends

Depend on the route 1-Yoosung : Super patient and mature 2-Jaehee: Supportive 3-Jumin : God levels of patience but also kinda always have to agree with jumin which i hate 4-Seven : Happy go lucky and clueless about her whole situation (Seven : There is a BOMB | MC:LOL OK) 5-Another story : Guillible but also very patient. (i would take none of that s**t) Common to all routes : Have no eyes

My candy love MC: Lyn Darcy AKA Candy

Age : 17 during 1st season \ 23 during 2nd season \ 25 during 3rd season

Job : High schooler\ college student\ coffee owner

Good points: 1-Friendly 2-Helpful 3-Open minded 4-Pretty 5-Very strong mentally (during the highschool part) 6-Appearance can be customized 7-Energetic 8-Can get angry and speak her mind (depend on your choices)

Bad points: 1-Nosy AF 2-Mary sue 3-Play terapist with literally anyone she meet even if that mean getting herself in trouble and ignoring her own love life 4-Paranoid 5-Childish (even for a highschooler and even more in campus life)

7hotties MC AKA the worst mc (No pic for her cause tumblr says only 10 pic per post)

Job : Freelance designer Age : middle 20′s

Good points :

1-None

2-Nothing

3-Absolutely nothing

Bad points: 1-Weak 2-Useless 3-Doormat 4-Almost jobless (never seen her work aside from keita's route because he is the one who gave her the job) 5-Bland AF 6-Forgive everything a guy do to her (even rape) 7-Never actually get mad (even after a guy sleep with her and dump her literally right after she's like "pls don't abandon me! Tell me if i did anything wrong ! I'll fix it")

SSS MC:

Job: Concierge at the royal shining

Age : Early 20′s

Good points: 1-Sassy 2-Have a goal in her life and a dream she will not abandon no matter what 3-Can solve mental illness with love (because otome game power) 4-Described as extra pretty (All the boys at her workplace like her) 5-Doesnt give up easily 6-Actually got some backstory 7-Thirsty AF 8-Relatable

Bad points: 1-Forgive too easily (Minami's route !!) 2-Always get caught when spying or listening on someone's conversation 3-Clumsy AF 4-Can't brew coffee even after two weeks of trying (toma's route) 5-Actually not so good at her job but she's trying really hard

Le secret d'henri\Henri's secret MC: Lyla (Actually not an otome game, more like a visual novel but i wanted to include it because i absolutely love the mc and also because it's getting a remake and i wanted to promote it a bit)

Job : Highschooler

Age: 17 then 18

Good points: 1-Strong 2-Naive in all the right ways (she know how naïve she is but still choose to be naïve because she'd rather get backstabbed because she trusted than miss the opportunity to know a good person because she didn't trust)

3-Very pretty (Said to be the prettiest girl in all the high school and literally every boy she met aside from her brother and clement her bestie want to date her.)

4-Very popular 5-She is so nice even Henri call her a saint 6-Have the best family 7-Have the best friends 8-Supportive 9-Likes to play detective and solve people's problem 10-You really get attached to her by the end of the story you are almost sad because you wont get to see her again

Bad points: 1-Overreact 2-Drama queen (I understand tho as she is still a highschooler so she get emotional and depressed quite easily specially when it comes to a certain someone)

3-A bit too perfect sometime : Pretty girl, nice , friendly, cool, like nailpolish and fashion but also manga and video games, smart etc etc 4-MARY SUE 5-Nosy but not in an annoying way

Ikevamp MC:

Job: Travel agent and blogger | Housemaid

Age: Early to middle twenties

Good points : 1-She's said to be very beautiful (leo's route) 2-Speak many languages and seem to have a wide board of interests 3-Adapt fast to her new environment (depend on the routes) 4-Mentally strong (specially in napoleon's route) 5-Kinda mature (sometimes and depend on the route) Bad points: 1-Inconsistent personality even in the same route 2-Mary sue 3-Can be very weak and submissive (depend on the route) 4-Have no reason to stay aside for the boy she loves (what I mean is that by the end of the route the only thing she have in 19th century France is her boyfriend, in some routes she doesn't even meet or talk to most of the other resident and she have no job aside from cleaning the mansion with Sebastian)

5-Also get kidnapped every route (don't know yet for Theo) 6-Always wear the same clothes

Ikerev MC : Alice

Job: Help at a bakery ?

Age: Early twenties (saw somewhere that she was the same age as ray, not sure tho)

Good points : 1-Like food 2-Foodie 3-Enjoy food 4-Food = Happiness 5-More seriously she's super positive and optimistic and adapt really fast to her environment 6-Friendly and happy go lucky 7-Have the power to repel magic and protect herself and sometime her suitor to some degrees

Bad points: 1-Clueless 2-Dumb AF 3-Bad decision making 4-Get kidnapped almost every route 5-Zero observation and deduction skills (Oliver's route) 6-Technically squat at the black\red army headquarter\Oliver and Blanc's house or Harr and Loki's house

Ikesen MC : Mai AKA the queen AKA the fireball AKA the little mouse AKA The godess AKA the wild boar

Job: Seamstress

Age: around 25

Good points : 1-Strong AF 2-Take no sh*t (Kenshin's route\ Nobunaga's route...) 3-Adapt quite fast to her new and very dangerous environement (if i was her i would not leave my room for the next 3 months) 4-Fireball 5-Saved her suitor in many routes (Kenshin, Ieyasu, Shingen...) 6-Sass Queen 7-Have a life in sengoku era aside from her suitor (kinda the opposite of ikevamp mc as i said in bad point 4) 8-Have a dream and a goal 9-Very beautiful (even kenshin said so outside of his route and he was not in love with her!) 10-A lot of chemistry with all of the boys even outside of their routes.

Bad points : 1-Mary Sue 2-In some routes she is weaker but it never really disturbed me as it suited the love interest of the route(Sasuke and mitsuhide's route) 3-Kidnapping

Midcin MC:

Job : Princess

Age: Heard somewhere that she is 19 but not sure about it

Good points : 1-Adapt fast to her new situation 2-Try her best to learn everything 3-Try to take responsibility as the new princess 4-Can't think of anything else for her...

Bad points : 1-Weak 2-Bland 3-Doesnt speak up when she actually need to (The dumpster fire that is Alyn's ever after) 4-Kidnapping sometime twice in the same route 5-Submissive depending on the suitor

Okko's games MC'S : Honestly they r all the same so reunited them all in one

Job and age : Depend on the game

Good points: 1-Hard working 2-Have goals and dreams 3-Usually have a backstory 4-Some of them are sassy 5-Pretty but doesn't take care of herself 6-Always have a very fashionable bestie with a lot of experience with dating that help her and listen to her problems

Bad points: 1-Emotional maturity of a middle school girl 2-Doesnt want to admit her feelings and keep denying them even when there is no reason to 3-Self sabotage 4-Blame herself for every bad thing that happens 5-Some of them are very weak and submissive

And that’s pretty much it ! Thank you for reading until the end ! Pls feel free to reblog and add on those with your opinion !

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hello my lovely peaches , *puts my clown wig on bcs i’m shy* i’m back at it again, being a greedy bitch and bringing you my second and super fake muse, yeva. remember that part where the darkling’s fake ass pretended to be all nice and wholesome. well, yeva is faker than that. she probably has severe back pain from single handedly carrying all her lies on her back. anyway, i could slander her more but i will probably do that later. if you want to plot please LIKE this post or IM me/message me on discord and i’ll bring some clown shoes and ask for some plotting ( but in.... greedy )

PINTEREST . PROFILE . BIO (tba) . VIKTORIYA. discor*d six of hoes🔪#7888

[ yeva zudina ], an [ twenty-eight ] year old grisha in the little palace. she is a [ tidemaker ] and are known in the little palace as the [ mountebank ]. they are known to be [ adaptable ] and [ devious ] and vaguely resemble [ davika hoorne ].

( okay my soc ass had to make her grow up in ketterdam i’m sorry )

- before yeva knew that she was a tidemaker, she was what one might call an “ordinary” girl in ketterdam. ( as far as anyone can be ordinary in ketterdam )

- as many people living there, she didn’t really have the best time of her life there. her father, well, he was just a name causing an uncomfortable silence whenever one would mutter it. her mother, she tried her best to survive in that hellhole. although, yeva knew how much her did for her, the only person she really could get close to was her step-sibling. ( a wc i’ll elaborate more on when i’m finally requesting that wc). though not bound by blood, they meant the world to yeva and little yeva felt as if she had to protect her from whatever was lurking in ketterdam’s (shady) alleyways.

- despite of her noble intentions, realistically she wasn’t strong. and how so? no one taught her how to protect herself and she was still a child. however, yeva didn’t want to wait around for nothing. instead, she decided to take matters into her own hands and looking back this idea was really stupid, but she wholeheartedly believed that messign with some other kids would be a brilliant way to improve her combat skills ( all my muses have to be stupid at some point i’m sorry, theyre all dumb)

- of course this plan failed terribly ( and instead she was the one getting her ass beaten ). luckily someone witnessed that (comedic) unfortunate scene and helped yeva out. and this somehow became the turning point of her life. yeva, completely awe-struck with the stranger, wanted to know more about him. truth to be told, he didn’t do much and his presence alone somehow scared the kids away ( poor kids almost got into a fight with a grown-ass man) but yeva didn’t really care. turned out he was a drüskelle (retired though (as much as one can), thus he didn’t really have to rely on any grisha “magic”, something yeva really admired.

- long story short, he not only became a mentor to yeva ( who successfully convinced him to show her some “cool” drüskelle tricks) but also a father-figure. yeva really trusted him and his beliefs also became hers. which we might say weren’t exactly grisha friendly. at first she didn’t get why he hated grisha so much, to her they didn’t seem too bad but as time passed his words left a mark.

- however, what actually made her end up despising grisha was a certain incident. as much as this day affected yeva, everything happened within a second. a short moment of exchanged laughter, cruelly disrupted by two grisha. tidemakers ( a cruel twist of irony ) . looking back at it now, yeva figured that these two grisha had a long and unresolved grudge against him ( which wasn’t too surprising with him being a drüskelle) and had their eye on him ever since.

- to put it briefly, yeva was forced to witness the death of someone whom she considered a father to her. yet, fate couldn’t be more cruel on her and it was also the moment her abilities were triggered , and , of course, she turned out to be a grisha as well. make it worse. a tidemaker.

- skipping over all the formalities (bcs this is getting too long) and luck not really being on her side she was brought to the little palace. her mother wasn’t too surprised and knowing that yeva wouldn’t have a future here at ketterdam, she thought that ravka was far more appealing.

- yeva wasn’t happy of course. not only was she forced to be with the people who she despised she herself was one. at first, she refused to do anything at all, she didn’t mind if she were to be punished for her stuborness. no one knew why she was behaving this way, they just shrugged it off as her being a spoiled brat refusing to be useful. yeva, however, didn’t continue to be like this forever and what happened next surpirsed everyone. suddenly, she was eager to train and improved quickly. all they saw was a hardworking grisha but what they didn’t know was that yeva’s intentions weren’t noble.

- instead of wasting her time at pitying and hating herself, she realized that she was at the perfect place to learn everything about her ‘enemies’.

- basically, she has that grand plan of trying to destroy things from within, being the wolf in sheep’s clothing (cutting this short bcs this is getting long again).

personality

- honestly, as i’ve mentioned before she’s fake. and not in that way where she’ll just pretend to smile and go on with her day, she really goes out her way in acting as if she was the sweetest and kindest girl out there. however, everthing she does serves some purpose. she helps you with some training ? she gives you some advice on a personal matter ? she compliments you on your smile ? lets say she doesn’t do it out of kindness. not when you’re a grisha. of course, she isn’t perfect at keeping this act up all the time. and if one pays a little more attention to her actions, they can see her facade crumbling. still, where vika is all about being straight-forward and accidentally hurting one’s feeling without meaning it, yeva is all about sugar-coating when she needs to but also deliberately using one’s weakness against them.

traits ( adding some bcs i want to redeem her a little bit but i also don’t respect her so..)

[+] adaptable, decisive, loyal , observant

[-] ruthless, doesn’t think through consequences, blindly faithful, intrusive

headcanons

- tba ( but i just had to add that yeva prbly wouldn’t hesitate to push someone from the ship when they’d travel through the shadow fold.)

- every time she must do more than simply tolerating grisha, like saying that they’re great she probably loses one year of her life

- trying to keep her reputation yeva is known to give exceptionally good advice

- as much as she despises that “grisha magic” she believes in things like card reading, fortune telling and is quite faithful to the saints (regardless of being grisha or not)

connections

someone who sees through her (shit) facade and unlike everyone else who perceives yeva as that sweet angel, they find her suspicious and doesn’t trust her.

a grisha who is the complete opposite of what yeva think they are and might as well be someone yeva tolerates and might add that 0.1% of character development

listen an unrequited love bcs i’m laughing at the idea that someone might fall for her super fake persona and the more time they spend with her they start to realize that it is just an act.

someone who turns for advice to yeva bcs of her reputation

*sneakily puts my step sibling connection here so if u r intreested hmu ;) but i’ll also request it later but rn i’m too lazy*

HONESTLY EVERYTHING i love angsty and dramatic shit, but i’m super open for other ideas bcs my two braincells need that wonderful input and inspo so gimme all the connections PLS !!! *types this in thirsty for all ur wonderful muses*

#ravkahq:intro #death tw #bcs i need to explain her fake ass #dsdndss i know i still have to reply to my IMs and i'll do it asap but it's late here rn so i'll prbly head straight to bed and sleep---- ds #yeva is like "I don't hate grisha I know one or two grisha !!!#the way i put more effort into yeva's graphic is the vika slander she deserves #(my biggest european flex is having the ü on my keyboard and being able to spell drüskelle without having to do the copy and paste...#that's it and the rest is timezone crying hours :)#named father figure npc after my boi matthias #(in my head)

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cowboisadness · 4 years

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Hang ‘Em High {Arthur Morgan x OC} Chapter 13

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x FemOC

Summery: Belle Hawthorne is high society looking to escape her mean husband. A robbery by the Van Der Linde gang could be her chance. Can she escape his cluches and possibly discover what love should feel like?

Warnings: Micah being Micah

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Chapter 13

I couldn’t stop thinking about Arthur's reaction after telling him I wanted to kill that no-good bastard. Currently stood in the cover of Arthurs tent as Miss Grimshaw checked my wound for any infection and helped me apply fresh dressings. She had seen so much of me at this point it didn't bother me anymore. She really was the mother hen of this gang. His reaction was one of confusion at first. His brows furrowed and his mouth hanging open like he had a million questions but didn’t know which one to start with. The moment I began to laugh his expression relaxed, snorting out a laugh along and shaking his head. Like it was a lighthearted joke shared amongst friends. To be honest, I am undecided on if it was a joke or not, I couldn’t see myself going through with something like that but I imagined it none-the-less The rage was true, I felt it from the depths of that pit in my stomach and as it spread throughout me. I wanted him to die, to be rid of him for once and for all, it would be the only thing to quell this feeling.

My wound travelled from my breastbone and down just shy a couple of inches from my navel. A clean-cut that wasn’t deep enough to require stitches but enough to scar. Another to add to the collection.

Once done I made my way to the scout fire just on the edge of camp. It was hardly used by other members of the camp so the fire was out, everyone preferring to sit amongst each other at the main fire. Kicking the burnt logs on top I collected what I was after, the charcoals that sat at the bottom. Old wood that was burnt for so long and almost starved of oxygen. It was perfect for what I needed. I took my blackened treasure to the lakeside, collecting a pestle and mortar as well as a spare metal cup on the way. Sitting on the small jetty I began to make my concoction, breaking down the charcoal till it was nothing but dust and adding small amounts of water. Mixing it all together till a black paste was formed. I kept at it crushing as much of the charcoal until it was thoroughly mixed. The sun was high in the sky at this point, its rays reflecting off the ripples as it licked the stony shore. I continued what I was doing even as I heard footsteps on the jetty coming towards me. The person stopping just a couple of feet away from me, my back still turned away from whoever it may be. “What you up to girly?”

It was Micah. I had only interacted with him a few times since being here. His comments always seem condescending and slimy. The girls had warned me about him, none of them liked him and actively tried to keep away from him after comments he had made towards each of them. I wouldn’t have guessed he had been here only a handful of months given how he hangs around Dutch like a bad smell. “Charcoal mixed with water. Going to use it as eye makeup to hopefully make me less recognisable while out of camp.” “I thought only whores painted their faces. Whores and clowns.” He sneered

“They possibly do.”

“Bit of a shame to ruin that young pretty face with makeup don’t you think? If you ever want to leave camp for a drink just come along with me. I’ll make sure to take care of you.” His voice turned lower with seductive tones. Worthy to make the bile from your stomach make its way up and stick to the back of your throat.

“Um, thank you for the offer, Micah, but I think I’ll feel much safer disguising myself somehow no matter who is with me.” I still didn't turn to him, hoping that he would take the hint that I didn't want his company.

“Suit yourself. But the offer still stands, I’m willing to take you out on the town. Show you how us folks really party. None of that pricey wine and fancy petticoats you’re probably used to.”

I finally turned to him, looking at him deadpan in the hopes he would get the hint. He seemed too as he raised his hands in defeat and began walking backwards back into camp. That man desperately needs to go into town himself and pay for a woman. Hopefully, then he might just be a bit more bearable to converse with. But no woman would be paid enough to lay with that man.

Once done I poured the contents into the metal cup then cleaned out the pestle and mortar before returning it. The camp was much quieter than this morning when Sadie threatened to slice up Pearson. Arthur decided to take her out of camp and help with collecting any provisions Pearson needed. Knowing what Sadie had been through, losing her home and husband brutally and thus having her life flipped completely on its head, I wasn’t surprised by her overall behaviour. A once hardworking and happy woman with nothing to lose. I understood that in a way. They both arrived back, Sadie now sporting pants instead of a dress. They both unloaded the wagon and then Arthur was off again to meet Dutch back in Rhodes. I made my way over to the wagon to help organise the provisions and to offer my help in preparing the stew. Give Sadie and Pearson a break from each other. “Nice look you got going on, Sadie.” I smiled at the woman as I approached. She turned towards me, a box of vegetables in her hands.

“Why, thank you. Thought I would take a leaf outta your book. They are sure more practical than a damn dress.”

“More comfortable too.” She hummed her agreement, placing the box down and then leaning against the wagon and lighting a cigarette. She offered me one to take from the box and I gladly accepted. She lit another match and presented it to me for me to light it with. Smoke quickly fills the air between us.

“So how are you doing?” She asked, waving the match in the air and then flinging it into the dirt.

“I’ve had worse. What about you?”

“This place is driving me nuts. Glad I could get out for a while. Shooting those no good Raiders that ambushed us helped me relieve some of the rage.”

“You got ambushed?” I looked at her with wide eyes, smoke being exhaled as I spoke.

“Relax, I ain’t afraid to hold my own...Ain’t afraid of dyin’ neither.”

“Hmm, I knew that feeling once,” I replied, thinking back to that night looking over the balcony railings in Saint Denis. Dying by his hand was a petrifying thought but dying by my own was something I thought about often back then.

“Oh, I got what you asked for. Sumac flowers and beet juice?”

“Thank you so much, Sadie. This is perfect.” I boasted, taking the items from her.

“What you need it for anyway?”

“Sumac and beets are natural dyes. Hoping together they will change my hair colour to a dark red.”

“Well, that sounds mighty smart.” She smiled, blowing out smoke into the air above and then flinging the cigarette into the dirt along with the matches. We parted ways after that and I began to help Pearson prepare the stew. He seemed considerably more at ease with me as his assistant chef this time around. We exchanged mindless chatter about the weather and what variations of stew he could create. That was until he mentioned his time in the Navy. Once he started he couldn’t stop. But I listened along with a smile on my face and the occasional ‘uh huh’. After the threats he received this morning and gave out no less, I wasn’t in the position to stop him from having this moment of happiness. Once everything was in the pot and beginning its slow boil, I made my way over to Karen for a towel I could borrow. Collected a fresh pair of clothing and a bar of soap and made my way to the lake. Beet juice and Sumac in hand. I'd crushed the Sumac into a powder after preparing dinner then mixed it in the jar that held the beet juice. It was very dark red, like old blood or wet artists paint. With my dark blonde hair, it should have no problem changing the overall colour while still looking somewhat natural. I’ll look like a new woman no doubt. I followed along the waters edge until I was out of sight from the camp but still close enough I would be heard if anything was to happen. Placing the towel and soap on an old fallen log I made work on stripping my clothes and dressings, dropping them on the dirt around me. They were sweat-soaked anyway with how hot it can get here during the day. Opening the jar I was met with the powerful smell of beets, that earthy smell along with the scent the sumac was giving off was overwhelming but thankfully not too unpleasant. Making my way into the lake I began pouring the mixture onto the top of my head, making sure to get every strand completely saturated and not paying any mind to how it will stain my skin on the back of my neck and down my back where it lays. Leaving a trail in my path I flung the jar back onto the shore once I was waist-deep. Thankfully the lake remained shallow quite far out, given that I couldn’t get my wound wet. I began to wash, humming to myself at the delightful coolness the water granted. I’m starting to get used to this. Bathing in lakes instead of warm and deep porcelain tubs. Fish surrounding me instead of bubbles and the smell of the earth instead of Lavender hair oils. Although I'd probably be saying the exact opposite if I was in colder climates. I spent more time than I usually would bathing. Cupping the water and letting it pour over my shoulders and arms to wash away the soap and dirt, being careful to avoid the cut as I went. The scabs formed a ridge along my flesh, the skin tight and red around the edges. A constant reminder.

Leaning back I dipped my head into the water to remove the dye and just hoping it had done its job. The water surrounding me turned the same deep red as I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling out any knots as each digit travelled from the top to the ends. An overwhelming sense of tranquillity washed over me as I looked out beyond the lake to the land ahead and around me. A small flock of ducks milling about further up, diving under the water to catch any small fish swimming below them. I slowly started making my way along, hoping I didn't disturb them. The cool water lapped around my waist and rippled behind me. Perching myself next to a large boulder standing out of the water to watch them as they quacked and ruffled their feathers. I was lost in my thoughts once again for a short while, the sounds of my name being called from the shore behind me bringing me back to where I was. I made my way around the boulder to see Arthur standing at the shore beside my scattered clothing. We saw each other at the same time, my arms coming up to cover myself, him turning around to face away from me. No doubt he saw. I could feel the heat flushing to my face, my cheeks probably as red as my hair should be. “Jesus...are you okay? Your cut opened up?” He asked, fidgeting on his feet as he looked in the direction of camp

“What? Erm, no, I’m fine.” I shook my head. He turned back slowly then, his eyes going everywhere else until they landed on me, then looked down to where my clothes lay.

“W-well what's with the blood all over here?”

“Oh...that’s beet juice. I’m fine, Arthur. I’m coming out in a moment.”

“Okay...Well, Hosea is looking for you.”

“Okay...Thank you, Arthur.” I said more quietly, my cheeks still burning and my arms wrapped tightly around my chest. His eyes met mine for a moment and I expected him to turn away again like the gentleman he usually is, but he didn't. And neither did i. He inhaled deeply, nodding his head then turned to make his way back to camp with some haste.

I leaned against the boulder, exhaling a breath I didn't know I was holding in. The chill of the water returning as my body began to cool down.

Despite the embarrassment of what just happened I thought to myself, out of all the men in the camp he was the only one I was glad came looking for me. Anyone else I would be mortified.

I didn't mind Arthur seeing me like this. I trusted him...I liked him.

My whole body shivered, goosebumps forming all across my arms and chest. It wasn’t caused by the water or the air was beginning to lower in temperature.

With my lips curving up into a smidgen of a smile and a quiet sigh I admitted to myself that I liked that he saw me. I wanted him to.

@kashasenpai

#hang em high #hang em high fic #arthur morgan #arthur morgan fanfiction #arthur morgan x oc #arthur morgan x fem oc #rdr2 fic #fanfiction

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