#and definitely won't have time for the dark magic so you aren't worried ha ha nope not you

[maple-the-awesome]

Twilight's Calling ||

Pairing: Twilight x GN! Reader

Words: 2,544

Requested by anonymous: Heeey. First of I love your writing style! It’s just amazing! Cause twilight is my fav. could you maybe write something like xreader with him, for example they’re in a battle or smth? Only if it’s okay ofc! Thanks a lot and have a good day and week! best wishes :) Twilight may or may not be my favorite Link, too (TP was the first game I finished, so I'm a little bias, okay?). I've had this draft lying around unfinished for awhile, so I figured this would be the perfect opportunity to finish it. Here you go, hun 💜

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It's getting pretty late. 'Late' as in the sun has long set and the last time you saw any of the boys was about an hour ago when Time finally managed to herd the remaining stragglers out of the room, although he was being a bit hypocritical seeing as he still lingered in the doorway for a good minute himself afterwards (not that you dared comment on it).

Since their heavy footsteps had faded into silence - and aside from the innkeeper sometimes shuffling down the hall or a sudden 'pop' of the bedside candle - you've been left entirely alone with your thoughts as they dance on the very edge of sleep, but you refuse to lose balance. It's your shift. You promised to be a good lookout and it took a lot of convincing to even get the position, so you can't disappoint no matter how heavy the weight upon your eyelids or heart is.

You've always been well aware of the risks that would come with this mission and from traveling alongside nine heroes of legend; troublesome young men and boys who can definitely handle themselves in battle, however none immune to making possible mistakes. You expected one to occur at some point, yet never wanted the aftermath to be anything too serious.

Wild getting a decent scar on his forehead was a scare when it initially happened, but he was back on his feet within the hour - less than that actually, because if you remember correctly, his quick recovery had been controversial and resulted in quite a bit of bickering. The bottom line is that Wild bounced back with little to no trouble thanks in part to his thick skull. This is different. Twilight has yet to follow his protege's example and it's been hours.

You must admit you underestimated the situation at first due to a lack of context. It's not to say you didn't care about Wolfie when he got struck, however there's a notable difference between a wild 'pet' that occasionally trails your group and the very man you've grown to secretly admire over the months you've spent traveling together. If you had known then that they are one of the same, you would've likely shared a similar level of panic as the Champion, but instead you were left in the dark until Four finally explained Twilight's secret to you.

Even at that moment, although more worried, you figured everything would be okay. Wolfie or Twilight, a fairy should be able to do the trick to heal the worst of injuries, so one can imagine your heartbreak once learning that, for some odd reason, the state of his wounds haven't changed even under a fairy's sacred touch. That's when you truly became fearful, but you refused to show it outwardly - no more than whatever made itself present on your face, anyway.

Making a fuss won't aid Twilight's condition nor will it calm the concerns of your friends, so instead you had mostly stayed out of the way until Time announced everyone should get some rest. At that point, you made your presence known, quick to shoot your hand into the air while volunteering to take the first shift for watching over Twilight. Champion was the only one to fight you for it and honestly, you still aren't certain how you won the argument, but here you are, sitting quietly at Twilight's bedside while trying desperately to keep yourself from descending into madness as you fret over his well-being.

He's doing somewhat better after Hyrule's magic managed to stop most of the bleeding, however his wound remains deep without any further healing progress and his skin is drained into a pale, sickly color clear even through the dim glow of candle light. He looks like shit and you'd guess he feels like it, too, seeing as his face curls into a pained expression every now and again, a whispered groan leaving him whenever he slightly shifts his body (not that he moves that much).

It's gotten a bit chilly tonight, however all blankets in the room have been laid over him and you refuse to swoop as low as to steal comfort from a dying man, so you simply keep huddled to yourself, half praying the next shift will come sooner and half praying it won't because a stubbornness inside you is somehow convinced that the simple act of you being here will keep himsafe from death's hands.

You don't pay much attention to the quiet groan that comes from the bed, having already bitterly accepted that there's nothing that can ease whatever pain haunts Twilight during his nightmares, although you do lift your head when a hand shakes its way into view, barely able to carry itself to the edge of the covers where it collapses with a broken echo from its owner, "W...What time is it?"

You almost cry simply by the sight of Twilight's dull eyes staring up at you, half-lidded and only appearing bright if compared to the dark bags hiding underneath them, but you manage to hold back the tears for the sake of not scaring him.

"I-I'm not sure. After sunset," You answer slowly as to prevent any wobbling to your voice.

"And the others? Is every - everyone else okay?" Hylia, he sounds awful, his once handsome, accent-laced voice butchered by a hollow croak.

"Yeah...Yeah, we're all okay - and don't worry about the shadow. Wild managed to take it down - thanks to you tiring it out, I'd say. You sure gave that thing a run for its money there," You attempt to joke lamely. Although your laugh doesn't carry much life to it, Twilight's expression does soften a tad after the sound.

"...Good..." Is all he says before closing his eyes with a sigh through his nose. Meanwhile you fidget nervously, debating with yourself on whether you should let the conversation die off so that he can continue getting rest or keep him talking while he's able to. You sure do love hearing his voice, after all, no matter how broken it may be; it reminds you that someone as great as him is actually real and, after recent events, still alive.

In the midst of your depressed thoughts, you notice Twilight reach his hand out towards you again - or at least it looks like he's trying to. Really, he only has the strength to lift it palm-up slightly off the covers, yet you understand this movement's wordless request. Ever so gently, as if he's made of glass, you take his hand and sandwich it between both of yours. He's a bit too cold for your liking, a sharp contrast to his normally warm touch, not that you draw attention to that worrying detail.

"...Is there anything I can get you?"

He tries to shake his head, but loses will halfway through the action and instead chooses to simply let his head lull to the side towards you. From there he stares for a bit longer than he means to, his dazed brain struggling to process his thoughts at its usual speed.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Someone has to keep an eye on you," You allow a small smile, slowly reaching forward to help move his bangs away from his face, "We're all taking shifts throughout the night. I was just lucky enough to get the first."

Twilight hums, closing his eyes for a brief second when your fingers brush his forehead, "How'd you manage that?"

"Barely. For a second there, I thought I was gonna have to duel the Champion for it - had my hand on my sword and everything before he finally caved," Twilight makes a sound between a scoff and a laugh which makes your smile more genuine even if he does flinch in pain immediately afterwards, "The real question is how I won against Time...Actually, I wouldn't be that surprised if he's secretly standing outside the door as we speak."

A creak of old floorboards in the hallway makes your eyes dart to the door, almost expecting the man in question to walk in and call you out for your jokes, yet you calm that doesn't happen. Twilight brings your attention back to him by moving his thumb against your hand, "Don't tell 'em, but I'm glad it's you here. I like having ya' here with me..."

You press your lips, hoping it'll help you ignore the heat against your cheeks. That must be the first time Twilight has ever openly said he 'likes' anything related to you; you're certain you'd remember any other instances of such a milestone. It might not be the exact sentence you'd want him to use the word in, but it's a step in the right direction, so you'll take it.

"I like having you here with me, too, Twi...which is why I've officially decided that I'm too selfish to let you die on any of us. I don't care if I have to fist-fight Hylia for it; I'm not letting you get out of this journey so easily."

"That right?"

"I swear it on my life."

He chuckles weakly, although the sound is taken over by a fit of coughing. Promptly you pour a small glass of water using the pitcher kept on the bedside table before gently helping him sit up to take a careful sip.

It's insane for you to think that only a few weeks ago, you had been secretly watching him move hay bales at Time's place effortlessly. Now he lies here in bed struggling to hold a conversation, his muscles shaking horribly by the simply action of prompting himself up even slightly. Seeing him like this makes you feel awful, but you also consider yourself blessed to be the one taking care of him during a low point like this, ensuring that he's properly cared for and tended to almost like a spouse would.

"Seems like I'm starting to lose you, farm boy. You should relax and get some more sleep," He makes a face and seems prepared to argue, however he must not have been able to think of anything convincing to say - that or the aching in his bones has become too hard to ignore. Either way, instead of saying a word, Twilight nods droopily before inching his way back down against his soft pillow while you fix the blankets over him again.

"Look on the bright side: make it through this and you'll probably get special treatment from here on out. Get your bags carried for you, have whatever meals you're craving be made each night...If you hobble around a little I'm sure you could even get Time to fuss over you -"

" - And what about you?" Twilight quizzes and you can't tell if he's being serious or just teasing. It feels like the latter, yet the way he watches you while awaiting your reply makes you feel another way; soft and warm, but a tad anxious at the same time, "What can I get from you?"

You pretend to think, although in truth, you already know there wouldn't be any limitations for what you're willing to give. If he asked for the world right now, you'd figure out some way to gift wrap it for him...but that's too embarrassing to admit aloud, "...Depends on what you're thinking and if you can swing it the right way."

He hums, once again staring at you just long enough to make that anxious feeling really prominent. Is there something on your face that no one told you about earlier? Is he judging your messy hairdo that you had no time to fix since the battle? Did you sound too flirtatious in your answer? Maybe his injury has given him the ability to read minds, so now he knows just how desperate you are to earn his affections!

"...If I asked you to stay with me, would you?" Twilight whispers so quietly that you barely hear, yet you do. 

"I, uh...Time will be here in an hour or so for his shift, but I won't go anywhere until then, okay?" Not even your poor excuse at smiling can save your stumbled words, yet you pray he doesn't look beyond either. He's loopy from such a stressful day, so it makes sense that he's have trouble properly wording questions. It also makes sense for him to be scared to be left alone - anyone would be in such a state. He doesn't have to worry, though; between you and the boys, someone will always be by his side throughout the night. You'd expect that knowledge to be a relief for him, however Twilight only frowns and looks away with a surprisingly depressed look in his eyes. 

Fiddling nervously with your hands upon your lap, you ask carefully, "...Unless you're wanting me to watch over your for the whole night? In that case, I wouldn't mind staying if it would make you feel better. I'm sure the others would be fine with it if they could just check in here and there."

Twilight presses his lips, refusing to look directly at you. If you didn't know any better, you'd say that based on his continued reaction, you're still somehow missing the point of his question, yet no matter how much you rack your brain, you can't think of what else he would've possibly meant.

You were tempted to ask for more clarity, but Twilight speaks before you can, "...I'd like that."

"Yeah?"

He nods bashfully which melts your heart in a way you're sure would be shamefully clear if he were only looking in your direction.

"...Well, since you took one for the team -" Scooting your chair closer to the bed allows you to cross your arms over the mattress and rest your head on top of them. Desperately you try to ignore your nerves and the cute way Twilight curiously looks over at you, "- I'll stay for the night if you promise me one thing."

"Hmm?"

"Stay with me, too? Without you, I might just loose my mind. Don't tell anyone else, but you don't drive me nearly as insane as some of the other boys do," not in the same way at least.

The corner of Twilight's lips turn upwards, his hand taking it's time to move over yours. The second it makes contact, you take the chance to hold onto it, "...Sounds like a deal..."

You match his smile easily, "Get some sleep, Twi. I'll be right here when you wake up, so just focus on getting better for me, alright?"

He hums one last time, drifting off to sleep as commanded where he seems to be far more peaceful than earlier. As promised, you remain by his side until morning, eventually falling victim to quick naps yourself only disrupted whenever someone else sneaks into the room to see how things are going. You're certain you'll be tired tomorrow with an aching back after spending an entire night hunched over, but that's a small price to pay for someone like Twilight. It'll all be worth it to see him recover, granting you even more time to spend by his side through thick and thin.

[llamagoddessofficial]

how would the normal boyo's react to mc's death?

no murder, nothing crazy, just old age taking away the love of their lives.

and for bonus points lets say they had been happily married for decades as to add on the memories and the sudden shock of losing someone that had become such a key factor in your life.

I think I've mentioned this before, but it doesn't hurt to bring it up again. Aggre Mc is going to live a lot longer than she expected. Even with absolutely no intervention, thanks to her connection with the guys, her Soul has three major sources of magic nearby that instinctively constantly share their power with hers. It will probably expand her lifetime by a century, minimum. Her big issue isn't going to be dying; it's going to be dealing with the implications of living so much longer than she thought she would.

There's also the topic of a Soul bond. If she Soul bonds with any of the three of them, and doesn't have kids, she's pretty much going to live as a monster does (forever, unless interrupted). In Aggre, they definitely discuss the subject of her possible death eventually- and my personal canon post-Aggre is that after settling into a rhythm and spending a few decades together, when Mc decides she wants to Soul bond, the boys elect Sans to be the one she bonds with. She'd then live with them like that.

But... in a hypothetical scenario, where Mc resists everything and dies... I think this is how it would go. Obviously, angst and death under the cut.

Sans: Honestly, Sans takes her approaching death the best. Which should really worry you about how the other two would react. Does he fall apart? Absolutely, the last time he felt this kind of agony was when he lost his mother. But Sans has always been good at disguising his emotions, hiding tremendous pain under an easygoing exterior. He keeps up with the dishes, organises her end of life care, keeps contact with his friends. Papyrus would be the only one to see even a fraction of the true extent of Sans' grief. Sans is about to lose the love of his life, and has completely frozen over to avoid crumbling.

Red: He definitely takes it better than you'd expect, considering he'd have a mended relationship with his brother. But it still hits. It's cruel that the universe sent him someone who taught him how to let himself feel, then took that person away and delivered the worst pain he's ever felt.

Mc would be proud of him, though. Despite the pain, he avoids falling back into the worst of his old addictions, because he knows its not what she would want and it won't actually make the pain go away. It will just numb him to everything; including those who are trying to help. He picks up smoking again in the days leading up to her death, but he avoids the bottle.

Skull: It's hard, for him. It's really hard.

All of them knew it would be particularly difficult for Skull. They had a long time to discuss it- a long time to talk the subject over. Mc prepared stuff for him, for after she's gone... people to talk to, things of hers to hold when it hurts, exercises for him to hopefully learn to deal with it. For a while, everyone was convinced Skull was ready. Even Skull.

... But he just... he just can't do it. He can't do it. He can't let her go. It doesn't matter how many hours she spent holding his hands, how hard they all believed he'd be fine without her- it doesn't matter how much he healed by her side and how well adjusted he seems now. The moment he realises she's really genuinely dying, the journey ahead of him looks so impossibly dark, so frightening. He holds her as she's dying and he feels so small. He cries like a baby and begs her not to leave him behind.

The moment she dies, he catches her Soul. He holds it in his hands, hushing it like a scared bird and tucking it away into his chest, where he can keep her alive. Honestly, they'd have to cut him open if they wanted to let her pass on.

... But I think at that point, Red and Sans aren't exactly fighting to make him let go. In fact... something unspoken passes between the three of them. Skull just did what all of them wanted to do.

Skull gives her to Sans, who keeps her hidden away, within his own Soul. Her Soul knows his best, and will feel most comfortable there long-term.

They'll figure out something. They have all the time in the world.

[masterqwertster]

"You don’t have to tell me what happened if you don’t want to, but I want you to know that I’m here for you." And/or “Would you like a hug?��

With Ashton and Laudna, please?

Oooh, definitely a Laudna and Ashton conversation vibe. Nice pick! Setting will be exploring Hishari.

Laudna finds Ashton tucked under a knot of roots that are so tight she's surprised the genasi managed to squeeze himself in there. Honestly, it's a bit of squeeze to follow him down herself, and her shoulders aren't nearly so broad as his. ...Though given the scraping she's noticing on the bark, he may have just forced his way in, thick stone skin immune to the potential splinters she's trying to avoid.

With a bit of squirming, Laudna manages to get herself seated next to Ashton, not quite touching, within the hollow they've found.

"You know, the others are worried about you," she says conversationally.

Ashton grunts and hugs their knees a bit tighter to their chest, while the lights in their head flicker at a quick, unsettled pace.

"I won't ask what you saw or what happened back there. But, if you want to talk about it, I'll listen," Laudna offers.

She really hopes he'll take the offer. It's about time she repaid him for all his emotional support over the Gnarl Rock Incident and... Bor'dor.

He doesn't say anything, doesn't really acknowledge her presence, but that's okay. Waiting is a game Laudna is long used to, and this is certainly a time for patience. She easily occupies herself with puppetting Sashimi, making the marionette dance to the tune she hums. And maybe she's losing her puppeteer chops, what with Paté being alive now, because she swears she could do a better dance than that-

"It's too much," Ashton mumbles.

And oh, they're talking now! That's good!

"Ah, what is 'too much'?" Laudna gently queries. Truly, there is a range of things Ashton could be referring to.

"Whatever happened to me here. Whatever I've got going on now," he lifts a hand to gesture towards the hole in his head. "They're piling together-"

It takes a moment for Laudna to identify the choked off sound they make as a sob. She's never seen them sad upset, never seen them scared like this. They're always mad upset, always a controlled scared. It's rattling to see them so rattled when they often stand so strong.

And worse, she's not sure there's anything she can say to comfort Ashton in this. Powers growing in inexplicable, potentially dark, ways aren't a new experience, but there's no necromancer ghost to banish, no haunted moon monster to keep imprisoned. It's all Ashton and the magic instilled in their blood and soul without ties to be severed or restrained. And you can't run from yourself. Not for forever.

"I- Would you like a hug?" Laudna helplessly offers. She's found solace crying into his strong shoulders, the least she could do is offer her own brittle ones in turn.

There's a strangled hitch in Ashton's breathing before she finds herself somewhat entombed in rock, as the genasi has practically flung himself into her lap.

He's very heavy. If she were of lesser mental fortitude, she might whine about the weight pressing her deeply into the dirt and roots. But the tremors passing into her through arms wrapped uncomfortably tightly around her, the tears soaking her blouse, the muffled sobs, all quickly stifle any thought of complaint.

She barely manages to slip her own arms around his back, seeing as her biceps are thoroughly pinned to her own body, to give a, quite honestly, comparably pathetic squeeze of a hug back. Laudna rubs her hands up and down his back with as much pressure as she can muster just to make sure it's felt through all that dense stone.

"Shhh. It's going to be alright. We haven't given up on solving anyone's issues in this family. We're most certainly not giving up on yours," she whispers into their ear, disregarding the crystals that dig into her cheek to do so.

If everyone can put up with her on-again-off-again necromantic patron, Imogen's moon-bullshit, FCG's well-meaning stupidity, Fearne's fey-ness, Orym's quest for justice, Chetney's... Chetney-ness, they can certainly handle Ashton's elemental galaxy brain slurry.

[evilcokito]

[ Luna - Middle Trio 27 ]

"I have friends on the other side! and she definitely has a lot of influence ON THIS side."

Remember, Sam won't tell you everything that easy. Ah, maybe he crossed off some things for protection, you know how he is: "Curiosity ███████████ the cat"

[ Curiosities - Past ]

About Her past...

She is the middle sister between Aya and Marissa. Grandma and Sandra took care of her as soon as they were babies. She was always the calmest of the three, Grandma used to compare her to a doll. While Aya broke a jar or Marissa ran off into the yard, she would sit still and smile in her little chair.

According to Sandra, she felt a little more accompanied when she met me. I don't remember and neither does she, but it's not a lie that we spent a lot of time together when we were little.

Grandma used to read a lot of fairy tales and Luna was always delighted with them, to the point of thinking she was a princess and walking around wearing a dress that Sandra sewed for her. Over time, Luna became convinced that if she kissed a frog, she would soon become her Prince Charming. “Either you kiss millions, or you wait long enough for the toad to stop being shy with you. Can you imagine? The prince jumps happily and suddenly a princess kisses him!” No one knows exactly how many toads she kissed.

Over time Sandra realized that her calm was a small part of her. Luna disappeared quite often: she ran away to town, or disappeared with ██████████ magic books that were very advanced for her age. That wasn't the problem, but that he was immune to Grandma's challenges or punishments. As if she feared nothing: not the world, not magic, not Grandma. Sandra remembers Luna's phrase: "How boring, almost 15 minutes have passed." It persisted until at some point ██████████████████████████████████████ ██████████████████████████████████████████████ ██████████ ██████████████████████████ should not have approached the coast of Port O'Bliss at that time. She swears that a mermaid saved her.

Luna began attending a wizarding school along with Aya and Marissa, on Sandra's recommendation to Abuela. Apparently her attitude led her to many fights and conflicts, she never allowed herself to be influenced by any of the other students. “No need to worry, she's in full control. The other students aren't going to do anything to her with those dark ██████████ dogs after her” Sandra said. Luna's unique magic was already well known by that time.

Shadow dogs began to follow her incessantly between her 17 / 18 years. She was never worried about this, quite the opposite. The dogs obey her without complaint. At school she ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ ██████████ ████ and went so far as to be selected to be Group Head of a dormitory, but Luna always rejected this.

As soon as she graduated from school, she began working as a waitress at a well-known restaurant in Port O' Bliss, where she met many important people ████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ ██████████ ██████████████████████████.

The Club is something recent, from 1 year ago. Apparently one of her many many boyfriends or girlfriends gave it to her. Why don't i name Luna couples? She was always in a relationship, many times, I guess she doesn't know or like to be alone... or she's looking for someone.

Curiosities...

She looks at the calendar and her watch quite often.

She can tell schedules just by looking at the sky, or in other strange ways.

She's really good at magic in the Tarot. Sam asks her to throw the cards at him, though she refuses.

Use magic stealthily, with a simple and smooth movement of the hands. They will never know where the blow came from... and who would suspect someone so pretty and cute?

Although she fights quite often with Sam for who is prettier (and envy him for being 2 years younger), she believes that no one else can understand her like him.

Luna and Sam's shadows often rotate places. Sam has a dog shadow of Luna and she has a few of Sam's.

During her school years she was in a martial arts club, you shouldn't mess with her…she still has her medals.

She has many wrist watches, hates and loves them at the same time. It also has many calendars, agendas, alarms.

As of her majority, she decided never again to have a partner younger than her or of the same age.

She usually calls the dogs of his unique magic: "Chucho and Cuquito".

She tends to prefer dresses and likes to be fashionable.

Cats hate her. She didn't used to care until she met Trein and Lucius. "PUT A CHARM ON ME SO THAT CAT WORSHIPS ME SAM"

Luna doesn't usually get close to sea. She likes the beach, but hardly gets into the water.

[justaduckarts]

ahh thank you for your answer about how gods make their kids!!! i have some follow ups if you don't mind! (genuinely your world building is so NEAT!!!! i just wanna know everything about it!!) you mentioned that if lunar's parents had used magic while making his siblings, they would have been immortal? would they have been human shaped or more god shaped in that case? :0 how often are human kids between gods and mortal created?

and semi-related, how common are certain physical traits between gods despite whatever magic of where they're planted might effect them? both greater and lesser? (what are the distinctions between greater and lesser gods anyway?) i know the crescent moon/two-tone face marking has been mentioned as being pretty common among greater gods, but what else tends to show up? i'm especially curious how common four arms are, and what exactly they represent when a god has them!

thank you again for your answers!!! ;v;

Hello!

Sorry for the delay, I'm here now!

Lunar's siblings would have been more god-shaped! Gods really aren't too different from humans, outside of size and head shape. And uh, color. Humans usually don't come in blue. Also, technically, the kids would have been immortal! Although this immortality requires worship to maintain, since the magic your parents bless you with won't last forever.

You'd be shocked how many children out there have no idea one of their parents was a god. :) (There are some real Zeuses out there, if you catch my drift)

The round head-shape is pretty universal for all gods (we see this with Ursa, Pluto's mum). Rays are a pretty common trait, though secondary rays aren't seen too much outside the greater gods' circle. Outside of that, the way a god looks will mostly be dictated by their parents' genes, the location they are buried, and when they are made. (For example, one of the previous gods of darkness was actually planted during an eclipse and due to this he came out entirely dark, rather than the orange-black motif we see with Eclipse and his mother.)

Some celestial events have certain magical properties, after all!

The major distinction between lesser and great gods are their gifts. Lesser gods will hone magic over time, usually something tying into where they were born (like Chica being born in farmlands and eventually being worshipped as a harvest goddess). But the greater gods are born with divine gifts that can't be honed in other ways (dreams, emotions, truths, desires). The Greater Gods also have MUCH stronger bearing over an element than a lesser god would (for example, Moon and Foxy are both gods of the seas but while Foxy may be able to call a storm, Moon could level a town if the mood struck him.)

The crescents. :) These marks are meant to be a sign of a gods' divine right to rule. So the saying goes.

Four arms! This is pretty uncommon in the first place. It's usually every other generation that one greater god is seen with four arms, so no one was expecting Eclipse to have them.

Extraneous limbs have always been viewed as evidence of a god's might. The idea is that the extra arms give you much more power for casting.

For example: A god of darkness has the ability to eclipse the sun, but this ability would require MONTHS of saving up energy.

For Eclipse, this type of spell would only take a few weeks to muster. (Though he'd definitely be very tired after).

On the flip side, many believe that four arms are also a sign of disaster. It's thought that gods with such strength will eventually be consumed by their power and cause great suffering.

Also, when your son's magic is so strong that a simple night-terror engulfs his nursery in flames... Well, you worry.

I hope these answers were helpful! Thank you for this ask, it was so much fun! I'm so glad you're enjoying this au and all its crazy lore <3

[thesimpsbasement]

Request for Mod Betty! Can I ask for headcanons for dating Edgeworth, Apollo, and Phoenix please?

𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖕.2

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Fandom: Ace Attorney 

Characters: Miles Edgeworth,Apollo Justice, Phoenix Wright, Godot, Simon Blackquill, Klavier Gavin

Author: Mod Betty 

Warnings: mentioned spoilers for AA3, AA4(esp on AA4)

Reader is gender neutral 

Words count: 1,181 words 

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𝕄𝕚𝕝𝕖𝕤 𝔼𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕙

•He's a reserved person, mainly keeping things to himself and is generally calm 

•He was deprived of affection eve since his father's death so when receiving affection he does stiffen up but does eventually relax and get used to your touch as the real progresses 

•But please don't hug or kiss him when his friends are around ( ESPECIALLY Larry) they will never let him live that down 

when he isn't as busy he likes to invite you to his office and drink some tea together as you talk about whatever in on your mind 

•He appreciates moments like these, it's like he can forget about all the bad stuff in the world and just be there with you 

•If you are a defense attorney he won't go easy on you if you 2 are assigned the same case , but if you aren't he might give you some advice or possibilities but nothing too detailed 

•He doesn't exactly have much experience or knowledge with relationships but he tries his best yo make dates enjoyable for the both of you , usually you 2 either go to some restaurant and enjoy a nice meal or just take a stroll around the city 

𝔸𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠 𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖

•Nervous wreck 2.0 

•He can get easily flustered by anything you do, be complimenting him or kissing him 

•In public he likes holding your hand as you 2 walk around and talk 

•Phoenix often teases him and jokingly gives him relationship advice 

•He enjoys the fact that you are always there to support him in the gallery and come to congratulate him on winning a case after a tough trial 

•Apollo has been through a lot in his life, with many losses of people dear to him, so he does worry about your safety,clinging to you when you 2 are at home probably trying to sleep 

•Dates are pretty simple , nothing too dramatic not that you minded, in fact you enjoyed being with him and his silly antics 

•Also please save him from being Trucy's magic assistant 

ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕩 𝕎𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

•Lowkey has trust issues for a bit due to the whole Dahlia incident but he does eventually warm up to you when you showed no signs of lying about your love for him( thanks magatama) 

• during his lawyer days he is more shy and doesn't always pull the first move but he is more bold when it comes to affection unlike Edgeworth 

•He loves spending time with you and sorta acts a bit like his college days but less naive and probably won't give you a silly nickname 

•Dates are also nothing too much out of the ordinary ( mans be broke half the time) but usually prefers to stay at home with you his arms watching TV or something 

•Also he will be really happy with you get along with Trucy and you 2 definitely go to her magic shows 

•When he lost his badge he did get more depressive but thanks to you and the now new addition to the family, Trucy , helped him get through that dark time in his life

•Also hobo Phoenix was definitely a lot more flirtatious during that time compared to his usual self 

•He personally doesn't mind PDA but will probably get nagged by a teasing Maya or a sobbing Larry 

𝔾𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕥

•Godot is more of a flirtatious type of partner that keeps to himself most of the time

•Also teases you a lot, he just can't get enough of your flustered face 

•At the beginning of the relationship he doesn't open up at all, wants to make sure you don't have any ill intent but when you 2 grew close enough he would slowly open up to you which means a lot 

•If you like coffee , he'd definitely make a special blend just for you but if you don't like it he'd still make your drink of choice 

•He always makes his coffee himself to make sure no one poisons it like a certain redhead did so if he lets you make his coffee take it as a compliment because that means he trusts you a lot

•He is sort of affectionate, more with words than physical touch and is pretty open about it unless you tell him you feel uncomfortable with it he'll stop dw

•Coffee shop dates, no more needs to be said 

•During his time in prison you did often visit him , which he does appreciate ( even if he is ashamed at the fact you had to see him behind bars) 

•When he gets released he wants to do nothing more than to lay beside you and hold you close to him.

𝕊𝕚𝕞𝕠𝕟 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕝

•It mostly depends when you 2 started dating 

•If it was before the UR-1 incident he's more calm and less reserved, and he's more affectionate with you when it comes to PDA 

•if it was after the UR-1 incident he was a bit more cold and reserved in the beginning of the relationship but will eventually break his walls as you 2 grow closer 

•He likes to tease you playfully, nothing too bad, he especially likes to fluster you, he just can't help it when you look at him with that embarrassed look but if you are uncomfortable with things he'll stop immediately 

•Simon is also stubborn with things and does stay up late sometimes which you have to literally drag him to bed 

•Simon is a bit stiff when receiving affection but he'll get used to it and actually crave it, spending 7 years in prison being a huge influence 

•Also if Taka likes you then Simon will be delighted and probably have a soft smile on his face as you feed his pet bird 

𝕂𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕣 𝔾𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟

•He's definitely flirtatious, he knows how to use words to charm you 

•He enjoys complimenting you and giving you hugs but only in private , in public he'd just hold your hand but since he is quite popular you two have to run off from the huge crowd into a more quiet place 

•Dates are also in more quiet and less crowded places to not get bombarded by the press, even though he does enjoy the attention by his fans he does prefer his private time with you 

•He does have a very busy schedule being a prosecutor and famous singer so when he comes back home he's practically worked to the bone, luckily you're there to welcome him every time 

•There are times where Klavier isn't feeling his best self, more specifically during his guitar getting lit on fire and the string of other bad things happening after that and his brother's conviction, he did need some time to himself to cool down before just plopping besides you hug you , burying his face into the crook of your neck , a sigh escaping his lips.

•If you do speak a foreign language he'd love for you to teach some stuff about it and he'll teach you German ( if you don't know it, if you do he'd probably talk more in German on purpose) 

[theminecraftbee]

i have definitely not been binging the magical girl au, haha. i have a few thoughts about pearl, in part bc i think it'd be cool to see her. lowkey feel like she might serve the same role as cub did REALLY early on but for grian (close friend who knows something is up and is trying to offer support in her own way for something far beyond her). i also think that it'd be cool to see her possessed by a moon spirit and maybe that spurs a quick team-up between grian and scar

so mumbo is already in the cub-like role for grian (except a bit pants at it but he's mumbo so we forgive him). however i do like the idea of... pearl was one of grian's friends when he was younger, but Stuff Happened while they were all in school and pearl was one of grian's friends that ended up moving away. while she's away she makes friends with other people, grian has... his general grian problems he's a dark magical girl he unfortunately gets whacked with a bit of a tragic backstory stick and i have to finish working out how that's gonna go but listen if i'm gonna play into those tropes i'm gonna buy in all the way... and they lose contact with each other.

then pearl sees the city grian's in under attack by supernatural forces on the news and... it may have been years since she and grian talked properly, but her friend gem was considering moving too, honestly, and pearl's a bit worried, but pearl's ALSO interested in investigating the supernatural stuff (that seems like fun) AND her and gem's online friend, impulse, lives in the area, and...

pearl moves to the city again in the middle of a supernatural crisis, moving in with gem. hey, the housing's WAY cheaper due to the imminent risk of Supernatural Threat, she managed to even buy something! although, her home insurance premiums are like, super high, and her lender almost refused to give her the loan because she almost couldn't find someone who would insure for that kind of damage but look it's fine, it's fine.

and then pearl... doesn't talk to grian. she's worried about him but she finds out grian's fine, he's working at a greenhouse, apparently he has trouble making all his shifts but lots of people are having trouble these days. she talks to impulse in person, she goes with him and gem to cafes in the morning. and she's generally having a good time in life, you know? she's ALSO chasing after supernatural attacks to investigate them, because she's curious! and because she notices the shadow organization - and puts a bit of a conspiracy together about who's the one supplying the people for that.

her curiosity gets the better of her. she finds herself near a very suspiciously-timed spirit of whimsy. grian, on recognizing her, panics, and i like the idea that this happens before grian is fully in redemption arc mode so scar and grian aren't really on GREAT terms when transformed (although scar's already reaching out at this point) and grian doesn't want to give scar the idea that he's willing to work with him so grian comedically tries to help scar without, you know, letting team scar KNOW he's helping. naturally he gets caught in the act.

in the end, pearl ends up mildly traumatized by the fact that apparently the spirit of whimsy liked playing with its food and she was having a good time and it felt like a lot of that fucked-up stuff was fun because of that (always terrible feeling afterwards), but almost not at all less curious. then that strange other magical girl, the one that the local heroes fight, meets her on her walk home and has a quiet, sober conversation about how the shadow organization is... they're dangerous, pearlo, you've gotta keep out of dealing with them, okay? they won't hesitate, especially if they think someone's too close, or worse: has potential.

pearl nods and agrees and thinks: ah. only one person ever used that nickname for me. and she wonders if maybe he'd had potential, too.

grian still won't pick up the phone when she calls him.

however, impulse does introduce her to a growing support group for those who had ended up possessed, where she at least meets more people affected by the crisis. and her investigation can continue from a distance. at least. until the shadow organization thinks she's backed off. then she'll strike. she can't let a cool conspiracy like that go, you know! she simply must get to the bottom of it.

thus begins the story of how pearl ropes a support group into becoming a team of conspiracy theorists thank you for coming to my ted talk.

...gem, for the record, absolutely enables all of this, and impulse pretends he thinks its a bad idea then enables it as well. sorry grian, your refusal to do anything but push pearl away and isolate yourself has not kept her out of this, better luck next time!

[pochipop]

＃BLACK CLOVER !! ♡ — HAVING AN ARTIST LOVER.

#. synopsis! — how they show support and love to their artist partner .

#. characters! — magna, luck, finral .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

＃ MAGNA !! ♡

— At first, he admittedly just doesn't get it. He's not mean about it, of course, and he supports anything you want to do in your free time that makes you happy (within limits, obviously. . .) but he can't say he really understands.

— Magna has always preferred more physical hobbies, and these days, those include joyriding on Crazy Cyclone, sparring with Luck, and creating general havoc just for the hell of it.

— So, the fact that you have what he views as such a leisurely hobby is somewhat unusual to him. But he wants to engage with your activities the way you engage with his, and after a few weeks, he puts forth the effort to really do so.

— It's not much in the beginning. He pays you some compliments here and there, which are incredibly sweet, but that's pretty much the bulk of it. Until he comes back from a mission with Yami and Finral and seeks you out for some recharge time.

— When Magna half walks, half stumbles into your room, he's more worn out than anything else. No severe injuries, nothing to worry about, just some general fatigue and a body begging for rest. Which he does at your demand, in your room, on your bed, all while you sit on the floor surrounded by tubes of paint.

— It's then that Magna truly gets it. He watches as you mix colors, brushstrokes blending and smoothing the paint out over the canvas with just a skilled flick of your wrist. It's like he's watching you perform magic all of your own.

— From then on, he likes to watch you paint when you'll allow it. Sometimes, you do request some privacy, especially when your social meter is running a little low, and he respects that! But he's always excited when you allow him the pleasure of watching you create art.

— To him, it feels like he's seeing a side of you that only comes out through colors that you layer with a brush. It feels like an honor to witness it.

— Magna is the type to shed literal tears if you paint him something and offer it to him as a gift. He would display it so proudly in his room, front and center, so much so that it would be impossible to miss it, even if you were just glancing inside.

— His compliments get heavier the more invested he becomes. He might even ask you to teach him how to paint something simple one day, even if he knows it won't turn out the best. It's the experience with you that counts!

＃ LUCK !! ♡

— He doesn't really have the type of patience that's required of someone to just sit down and watch someone paint. That would likely end up pretty disastrously, actually, what with his destructive habits and all. . .

— Still, Luck likes to see the finished products! He likes that you're sharing something special to you with him, especially when you tell him that he's the first/only person besides you to have seen a particular piece!

— His compliments aren't particularly nuanced or deep, usually just comments on your usage of specific colors or imagery, but you take them with a smile each time because you know he means it when he says them. He's always genuine, no matter the repetition.

— He has a habit of pointing out bright colors in your artwork, even when they're stifled amongst neutrals or darks. Luck really likes it when you paint with neons, which is a pretty rare occurrence since they can take a while to build up, and they're difficult to work into average pieces, but he secretly wishes you'd use them it more often. They're his favorite!

— Luck definitely has a very unique way of wording his praise. He's not particularly well-versed in art lingo or terms, since that's far from his area of expertise, so when he pays you compliments, they tend to be a little odd (in a charming way!)

— "I really like this one! The colors are really. . . BAM! It's exciting and fun! Makes me want to rush into a battle!"

— It's pretty clear that Luck doesn't get it. He's a warrior at heart, always ready to jump into a fight, and when he's not doing that, he's off somewhere causing mischief. So, it comes as no surprise that he's not exactly the artist type. But he supports you as best he can nonetheless, even when he's doing it right.

— Luck would take extra steps to not be loud or destructive near your room when he knows you're painting! He would also offer to try and make his sparring matches with Magna more dynamic so that you could have a cool point of reference for a painting.

＃ FINRAL !! ♡

— Fake it till you make it. Finral pretends to know a lot about art and painting in the beginning, just to make you happy. Unfortunately for him, he's not a very good pretender. You always knew when he was pulling something from nowhere but would never comment on it. You were just thankful he cared enough to make that large of an effort to show interest.

— In doing so, he tries too hard at first, using terms he doesn't really know the meaning of just to sound informed. You also find him skimming books related to art history and related subjects every now and again. It warms your heart, to say the very least.

— As Finral settles into the relationship, you see different sides of him. He becomes more genuine as you slowly chip away at his walls. And eventually, he comes clean about being all but fully clueless about art. You pretend to be shocked in the wake of his flustered confession.

— It doesn't really matter to you if he knows a lot about art. More than anything, you're just glad he has even a passive interest in your hobby, and you're thankful that he'd go to such lengths just to show you support.

— He enjoys watching you paint and would likely be the type to offer up a chunk of his skin as a canvas for you. Finral would be honored to have you paint his forearm, maybe his thigh or back. . . It feels intensely intimate to him. He also likes the way the brushes feel against his skin.

— He thinks of your art as an extension of you, so he treats it with the utmost respect. If you paint him something as a present, Finral will absolutely stare at it for long periods of time uninterrupted. If Magna catches him doing it, he won't hear the end of it for weeks.

— Is very earnest about the compliments he gives and loves to hear you talk about painting ideas for the future. Gets super invested in whatever you do, loves it all and will be vocal about it with a blush on his cheeks.

[camellia-salazar]

So, I'm just gonna share something with everyone since I've gotten tired of holding this to myself.

I've created a world where characters from each fandom I'm in gets stranded in a world where they interact with each other and chaos ensues for the most part. It's basically an animated show I created in my head years ago and I've been invested in it ever since.

Each episode has its own plot (for the most part) and don't worry, the angst and drama still fallows with each character and fandom within the world.

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Here are some questions I think you'd ask and I'll answer now. Any more? Then ask them in the comments or reblog it. Idc.

Crossover? Yes. Just not official/canon.

How many fandoms? How many I get into. Rn it's a lot.

What's it called? I've been stuck thinking of a name for years until I found the perfect name, everyone has been using it but me since I've never heard of it until recently. Multifandom. (Formally called Fandom Friday). (but I'll still like the former name so I'ma call new episodes that or something idk I wanna keep it for something).

How many characters? Bruh I can't count that high. And even if I can, I don't got time to.

Character died? Not in this world they did.

How? That's where they go when they die, of course.

Even Warriors? Yes, Starclan is it's own island and the Dark Forest is next to it.

How does this work? Honestly, I have no idea.

What about the Waltens, the Weavers, The ink people in BATIM..? No more questions about afterlife.

What about Coco-? I said no more questions.

How did they get there? The characters I mean. They teleported.

Is Engineer from TF2 involved in that? No.

Is death still an option there? Nah. Characters can't die unless they go back to their world or have died in canon.

Are headcanons available? Like LGBTQ+ ones and such? Yup. Mostly my headcanons or the ones that everyone agrees with. Most likely the latter.

Food? Fruit trees and such. Gardening. Probably some meat too idk.

Water? L a k e s .

Where they gonna live? After a while of being stranded and sleeping on the ground, they build their own town and stuff.

That's dumb. WELL CAN YOU DO BETTER?!

What genre is this? Fluff? Angst? Horror? .. smut? All of the above, except that last one.. ish.

Wdym by that?? Listen, sometimes an adult show still gotta be just that, an adult show. You think characters like Murdoc, Tucker, and Trekky Monster gonna go on without making one sex comment?? It's just gonna be sweetened a bit. (I ain't gonna include sexual content tho, the commentary is the worst it's gonna get and even then it won't be that bad, trust me).

How the angst gonna work? Like magic.

Wdym? It's not gonna be crappy is it?? Depends on how you individuals take it. Everyone has different opinions. I just hope you don't end up having the same negative opinions.

What about creators, they gonna be in it too? Ye. After a while.

Fan artists like Tombstone and Stupendium? Same deal.

Are they gonna voice themselves or..? Not likely. They are heckin large on popularity, so idk if I could message them about it.

Is there gonna be guest characters like Brittle Bones Nicky and stuff? Sometimes, yeh... Maybe.

OCs?? ... I dunno. Most likely.. no.

Can we make the OCs guests? .. nah. Most guest episodes would be souly about the guest character. So not really.

What about your mutuals? What about them?

Are you gonna involved them? ... Idk we'll see.

Ships? 90% canon, baby.

What about the other 10%? Fanon.

Will there be crossover shipping? Yeah, mostly one way tho. Idk if they're gonna end up together or not.

Is this cringe? Depends on you. I think it's brilliant.

Any cw or tw I need to watch out for? Not really, unless you can't stand some gore and nsfw. But even then they aren't that major. If you uncomfy about that, then I'll definitely warn you all with it before hand. Like a disclaimer or something.

Are my favs gonna be in this? Probably.

What fandoms? Well, big fandoms like Marvel, Dr Who, and Harry Potter is not gonna be in this. Super Mario, Warriors, and My Little Pony are tho. Gotta be my interest. Yours too if you like stuff from this list.

YOU GONNA MAKE FUN OF US FANS?? Heck no. I don't even like it when the creators do that, not unless it's a joke that we all agree on. Then maybe.

Is this gonna be real? As real as I want it to be, or as real as it's gonna be. I don't got the energy, or the art styles to animate this. But even if I do, idk who gonna voice em, who gonna help me animate em, or how I'm gonna get the money to pay the people who would help me. But, I've listened to Felix Kranken say "I have hope, and that's all we need" or something like that idk. So I guess we'll see. Has to be a good idea and idk if people like it or not. So... Yeah, we'll see.

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Well that's all the time I got left. Again, any more questions and you can go ahead and ask them and I'll reply, or better yet answer it in another post and tag you. Reblog or comment, it doesn't matter. I'll answer.

(also this is what inspired one of my ask blog a bit and how the characters there got to where they are, but the reason why I involved it there too was because I didn't think I'd get to share this idea with anyone, so kinda regret it, kinda not).

(the ask blog wouldn't be canon to this idea).

(my other ask blog is also inspired by this world too. In fact, it is the same world (most likely yeah)).

Anyways enough rambling. Hope you like the idea, because I value it more than the other fan made ones I've ever had. Every fan art I ever have (and will be) of characters interacting with each other, is all because of this idea. So I hope you've read it, and if you did. Thank you so much. Bye y'all, I'd probably talk about this some more in the future. Cya. 👋😸

[blackhakumen]

Mini Fanfic #919: Brand New Start (Epithet Erased)

Molly: Ur not a member of the Banzai Blasters anymore?

Giovanni: That's right, Bear-Trap!

Giovanni: After a few minutes careful thinking and life changing reflections, Freddie and I have finally decided to forge our own path in villainy!

Giovanni: I even came up with a really cool villain name!

Giovanni: VINCENT MURDER!!!!!

Giovanni: Has a pretty nice ring to it, doesn't it?

Molly: Not the biggest fan of anything murder related, but I think the name it suits u well.

Molly: Also, Freddie?

Giovanni: The man formerly known as Car Clash.

Giovanni: I haven't come up with a nickname for him, you and the rest of my boys yet. But they'll DEFINITELY be as cool as mines!!

Molly: I'm sure we'll like whatever name u wanna come up for us.

Molly: I'm gonna miss being called "Bear-Trap" tho.

Giovanni: U do?

Molly: Yeah. It may not be as cool or intimidating as Car Crash or Vincent Murder, but I still like it for what is it.

Giovanni: Hey! The name is cool and intimidating in it's own right!

Giovanni: Just like u! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

Molly: Aww~ ( ꈍᴗꈍ) Thanks, Boss. I think you're cool too.

Molly: But I think we're starting to get off topic here.

Molly: What made u guys quit the Banzai Blasters to begin with?

Giovanni: Me and the higher ups of the organization doesn't see eye-to-eye with one another.

Giovanni: I refuse to work for someone who would purposely treat their minions poorly!!

Giovanni: So we left and forge our own to villainy! Just like I said earlier.

Molly: Okay. So where r u and Freddie at now?

Giovanni: On the road.

Giovanni: We....kinda ran in with the cops on our way to the headquarters. So we're trying to keep ourselves on a low profile until further notice.

Molly: Well, if that's the case, promise me you'll be safe out there.

Molly: I know you guys can take care ourselves and all, but I don't think it's gonna stop me from worrying anytime soon.

Giovanni: Don't u worry ur little head, Bear-Trap. Freddie and I will do everything in power to keep ourselves safe and outta trouble! 👍👍

Giovanni: But enough about yours truly!

Giovanni: How's your day coming along, Bear Trap?

Molly: It's going alright, I guess.

Molly: My friends and I found this creep old guy in shores who's apparently a wizard of sorts.

Giovanni: Creepy old wizard guy, huh?

Giovanni: He's not bothering you kids, is he?

Giovanni: Cause I will NOT hesitate to come over there and bash his skull wide open if he does!

Molly: No Skull Bashing, Boss!!

Molly: And don't worry. Besides having dark magic, weird fashion sense and laugh that sounds like a complete madman, he hasn't really done anything to us yet.

Molly: But Trixie and I still don't trust him complete.

Molly: Feenie on the other hand does. So yeah.....I'm kind of in a pickle here.

Giovanni: I see.....

Giovanni: Well, in the meantime, keep a very close eye on that wizard guy. And if he does try and anything too suspicious, call and/or text me about it immediately!

Giovanni: And I'll do whatever I can to come over and help out!

Molly: I know u will.

Molly: But PROMISE ME u won't try and bash him in the skull if the time does occur, okay?

Molly: I don't want u to get in anymore trouble than u already are.

Giovanni: You're really worried about me, aren't ya Bear Trap?

Molly: Of course I'm worried. You're the one person who sees the value in me more than any else.

Molly: And I know the museum was the first time we met, but.......You're already like a big brother to me and I wanna look out and be there for u too, Giovanni! No matter what!

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Tears has already began to fall down on the former Banzai Blasters' Leader's eyes as he begins to sniff and whimper how precious the recent text that has just been sent to him, truly are in his eyes. He always wanted a sibling growing up. And the fact that a little girl he unintentionally befriend with in the museum, has already started to see him as older brother figure has spoken many volumes in his perspective.

Fred: (Turns to Giovanni) Uhh, Boss? Is everything okay here?

Giovanni: (Gives Fred a Tearful Nod) Mmhmm.....

Fred: You sure? You look like you just saw something extremely tragic....Was it the ending of that Titanic movie we watched months ago?

Giovanni: No. ('Sniff') I was just....('Sniff') Texting Bear-Trap....('Sniff') See how she was doing and all.

Fred: You mean that little girl with the curls? (Smiles Brightly) Cool. How she's doing?

Giovanni: She's great.....('Sniff') She's greater than I could ever imagine! (Finally Starts Crying Softly)

Fred: Aw....(Gently Pats on Giovanni's Back) Cheer up, man. How about I get us both some ice cream. We really needed some after all the crap we've been through today.

Giovanni: (Slowly Looks Back Up to Fred) Can I...('Sniff') get a Chocolate Dipped Ice Cream Cone please?

Fred: Sure thing. I can even get you some cookies on the side if you want.

Giovanni: (Gives his Minion a Soft Smile on his Face as He Starts Wiping his Tears Away) ('Sniff') My man.

As his phone starts buzzing, Giovanni picks it up from his lap and continues texting his precious little Bear-Trap.

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Molly: Boss?

Molly: Is everything okay!?

Molly: Pls text back soon!

Giovanni: Fear not, Bear Trap. I'm fine!

Giovanni: Fred and I were just making our way to the ice cream place.

Molly: Oh okay.

Molly: For a minute there I thought something went wrong.

Giovanni: Geez u worry too much lol.

Giovanni: Didn't u say that u know that we can take care of ourselves?

Molly: And didn't I say that I would still worry u about regardless?

Giovanni: Touchè.

Giovanni: Still, thank u for seeing me as a brother figure. It means a lot that u looked up to me that much.

Molly: There's no need to thank me, Boss.

Molly: Even if the Banzai Blasters may be no more, we'll always stick together no matter what. :D

Giovanni: Right...... :')

Molly: OMG Boss!!

Molly: Were you crying this entire time!?

Giovanni: NO!

Giovanni: I wasn't crying!!

Giovanni: I just

Giovanni: Texted that emote by mistake is all.

Molly: Are u sure everything's okay?

Giovanni: I'm positive, Bear-Trap. Trust me!

Giovanni: I'll be just fine.

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Molly takes one good look at her phone screen before signing.

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Molly: Alright. I'll take ur word for it.

Molly: But if there's anything that's bothering u, don't be afraid to talk to me about it, okay?

Molly: I mean it when I said I wanna look out for you.

Giovanni: And I never doubted it for a second.

Giovanni: Thank you, Molly.

@keyenuta

@cyber-wildcat

@ma-lemons

@26shann

@caleb13frede

@epitheterasedgen

@epithet-erased-textposts

[ainaavas-sketchbook]

Sacrifice - TESFest Day 04

TW: Abuse

"It's easy, just like this." Ivrasea conjured up a magelight spell, but didn't cast it. Medril looked at her skeptically.

"I don't think I should do that. What if she finds out?" Ivrasea rolled her eyes at her sister's caution and put out the spell.

"You worry too much. She's not even supposed to be back until after dark tonight. She was in Vvardenfell, remember? She won't be back for hours." Medril considered this for a moment before giving in.

"Alright, if you say so." She sighed and tried summoning the magelight spell. Ivrasea helped guide her hands around the spell as it formed in her hands. A little ball of light sparked to life in front of them as Medril casted it. Medril gasped in surprise and Ivrasea cheered for her.

"You did it! And it's pretty bright too. You should try more spells. Maybe you could come meet my teacher." Medril's smile dropped from her face at this.

"Mom yells at you all the time for disappearing for whole days. Is that what you've been doing?" The look she gave Ivrasea made her feel guilty about it. It's true that she had been sneaking off to see a mage who was teaching her magic. She had never told Medril because she could never get alone time with her. "You know I can't do that. She despises magic in all forms and if she finds out..." Medril trails off and doesn't finish her thought. Ivrasea looks down at the magelight in disappointment.

"Yeah I know. I just keep hoping that we could do something together. She hates letting us have fun." Medril grabs Ivrasea's hand and intertwines their fingers.

"At least we get to have some alone time while she's away on this trip," she says with a smile. Ivrasea can't help but smile herself and giggles a little when Medril lightly headbutts her.

Suddenly they can hear someone fiddling with the door behind them. Ivrasea curse under her breath and starts pulling Medril away from the magelight.

"What about the spell?" Medril's voice is tense and shaking. Ivrasea pushes her towards the kitchen and shakes her head.

"I don't have time to put it out, but as long as you aren't near it, she won't think it was you." Medril tried to protest but Ivrasea closed the door on her and hurried back over to put the spell out.

As soon as she got there, though, the door opened and she heard a bag thump on the floor behind her. Afraid to turn around, she just stayed crouched in front of the spell, frozen in place. She could feel the anger of her mother already.

"What do you think you're doing?" Tears sting at Ivrasea's eyes but she holds them back and continues to put the spell out. Once she finishes, she stands up and faces her mother. Out of the corner of her eye she can see Medril standing in the doorway now. Her mother, on the other hand, stood in front of her, looking like a mess. Her usually kept up hair, was down to her shoulders and looked like it hadn't been washed in days. She was also covered in a thin layer of grime and her clothes were wrinkled.

"Its nothing." Ivrasea avoided her eyes, afraid of what she'd find in them. She hears a few footsteps come towards her then stop. Still afraid to look, she keeps eyes on the floor. Her heart is beating so fast and she has to focus to keep her breathing in check.

Suddenly, her mother grabs a handful of her hair and yanks her face up to eye level. Ivrasea screams out in pain and she knows some of her hair has definitely been pulled from the scalp. She forces herself to open her eyes and look into her mother's eyes. Her eyes are dark with anger and hatred.

"Which one of you cast the spell?" Ivrasea could vaguely hear her sister crying. She always did when their mother was like this. A fear response. Ivrasea closed her eyes again; she couldn't handle looking into those eyes any longer.

"I did it. She was just watching me, please don't punish her." The tears finally started leaking down her face as she lied. She couldn't let Medril take the punishment for this. She didn't deserve it.

The grip on her hair finally loosened and she opened her eyes to see her mother shooing Medril out of the room. Which was good for Medril but definitely bad for Ivrasea. As soon as the door closed, her mother walked over to it and locked it. Ivrasea thought about bolting out the door while she was on the other side of the room. She was faster, she could get away. But the thought didn't last long as she remembered her sister once more. She couldn't leave her to deal with the abuse.

Ivrasea just stood there frozen as her mother walked back over to her. She grabbed a key off the wall on her way over. She stopped about a foot in front of Ivrasea and took a breath.

"How many times do I have to tell you to stop practicing magic?" Her face had gone deadly blank. Ivrasea didn't say a word; she barely breathed at all. "If you're seen casting magic, they'll find out what family you were really born to. That could get me in trouble." She gently placed a hand on Ivrasea's cheek, and for a moment her face contorted into a pained expression. But only moments later, she removed her hand and slapped Ivrasea across the face, hard enough to throw her to the floor.

"I saved your life when you were a child and this is how you repay me. Going around showing off your magic, trying to get me killed." She grabbed a handful of Ivrasea's hair and dragged her towards a door. Ivrasea struggled and tried to get out of her grip but to no avail. The struggle only made her grip hurt more.

She was thrown through a door and landed on a dirty, sandy floor. The door was slammed shut and she heard the clicking sound of a lock sliding into place. She stood up and rushed to the door beating on it and screaming. But she wasn't going to be let out. She should've known this by now. After a moment of struggle, she sat down against the door. She casted a magelight spell to see the room better. It was the same place as always. Just an empty room with a dirt floor and stone walls. There was a bedroll in one corner and a hole in another.

All at once, the situation really hit her and she broke down. Just sobbing uncontrollably. She had no idea how long she'd be left in here. When her next meal would. She wouldn't even know when it was night or day. But she would always sacrifice herself for her sister as long as they both lived.

Even if it killed her.

[tedturneriscrazy]

Through the Looking Glass Ruins. No preamble. Let's do this.

Oh, hey, I finally figured out how to do the "keep reading" thing! Neat!

So that's how they're explaining Willow not being in this, huh? Pixies must be a nasty piece of work.

Incidentally, I really hope we get a Willow-centered episode this season.

"What's the point of being good at this if I can't do anything good with it?" Helluva line

Gus lying on the floor groaning in frustration is a mood

Fuck yeah Gus has a Bad Girl Coven shirt

I don't know how King was talked into recording that "leave a message" bit, but I'm into it.

Hi Willow. Bye Willow.

Loving Luz's permutations of "Gus"

Okay but the whole library card bit implies Luz does this all the damn time.

I'd ask why not get her own, but then I remember who she lives with.

I must admit, it's somewhat jarring to see Gus so filled with self-doubt.

Braxus! (Not worried about his fate so I can just enjoy his presence)

So Construction = earthbending. I knew it!

I also knew that Warden Wrath and Braxus were related! Turns out Wrath is a single dad.

Yes, Gus, those are their tracks.

Mattholomule (God, I hate writing his name) simping over Bria, aka how some people are about Felicia Day. (No problem with her, for the record, I'm just being a smartass)

Gus is actually invited to the adventure rather than offering to come along? That's a refreshing change of pace.

How long was Luz holding her breath?!

It seems the call to adventure won't take no for an answer, Gus.

I know Gus crushing on Bria puts a damper on the Ace Gus headcanon, but consider: Ace Biromantic Gus!

Eda making headlines with her human market, we love to see it

Planet of Humans "Too implausible" lmao

Ah, there's hair down Amity! So good!

"Finally! I can learn how to summon the Dark Lord!"

Luz is yearning

Do Ed and Em just...go around like that?

"Nah, looks like you've got that covered." So everyone just knows, cool cool.

Ooh, they/them date for Ed!

In this episode: blushing, and lots of it!

Also Luz is such a bi disaster it's great.

The twins definitely know what's up. Then again, Luz and Amity are not in the least bit subtle.

¡Más español!

Amity breaking the rules to help her gf? Now that's character development!

(Although it seems to me they could've just tried asking Malphas about that diary, but whatever)

"You have to do everything I say" I'm sure this won't come back to bite them.

Man, Matt really is quite little. Even Gus is taller than him now.

HADOKEN!

(Not sure if he figured out it was a fire glyph or if he was just guessing)

I say the buffing properties of illusion magic are underappreciated.

Ooh, what if the Galderstones were made by illusionists? That might help explain why illusions aren't boosted by them!

Forbidden Stacks really going hard, huh?

More blushing, always nice

So that's how Amity has her own secret room in the library.

Potential future date in the human realm is a powerful motivator, I see.

That "Don't tread on me" snake never said anything about poking.

Make the butterfly boi lookout, sure.

Beginning to think Bria is not as...nice as she puts on...

Grave robbing is a perfectly wholesome activity for teenagers, right?

Yup, I was right about Bria.

"Who's that Pokémon?!"

"Deadwardian Era" I love this show's wordplay

Y'know, considering all these ancient books have their own separate area, they are not kept in the best condition.

This is still cute as hell.

So much for the being quiet part...

Of course Malphas talks like an old hippie. Why did I expect any different?

That whole exchange...I just...😭

The "doing stupid things," the dawning comprehension on Amity's face, Luz vowing in Spanish to make things right...so much to unpack here!

Also, I'm still waiting for Amity's turn to have a proper cry this season. That doesn't count.

"It's a faaaaake!" Callback to the Pokémon bit and a Star Trek DS9 reference? I am a master wordsmith!

(Disclaimer: I haven't really watched any Star Trek. Everything I know about it is through osmosis)

Strange, Gus seems less than thrilled by being hugged by a frazzled old man.

Illusionists guarding the Galderstones makes perfect sense, but unfortunately it does require that that fact not be widely known.

Call me crazy, but I think Bria was bullshitting when talking about "changing things for the better."

Wait, are they making Matt less of a shithead? I think I'm okay with this.

Oh, Angmar, a shame you have to hang with such a crowd.

Regardless of that development, I maintain that Angmar>Alador in the contest of butterfly bois.

Come on, Gavin, you can't seriously be falling for this. (Everything about this is hilarious. Big mustaches, man)

"I'm not dumb enough to fall for these tricks!" Give it a moment.

ANCIENT SINS ANCIENT SINS

Yeah, it's an obvious reference, but it's a good one, dammit!

Damn, Gus, going ham with all that. And the whole graveyard, to boot!

That's the thing about illusions, you can get super fucked up with them. Look what they got away with for a TV-Y7 rating!

Welp, Gustholomule just got some fuel.

Aw, sibling bonding moment.

"Is that so bad? You weren't happy before."

New hair color!

Luz is into it!

Ed and Em are us.

Time for lore!

Ah, conveniently timed wind blowing through Luz's hair, I see.

"Don't worry. You have a way of sneaking into people's hearts." This is some Kingdom Hearts bullshit and I am here for it!

I think I spent all my freakout energy last night, so no all caps for the kiss.

Oh who am I kidding AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Luz's turn for dawning comprehension!

Amity's whole reaction to what she just did is 100000/10

The way Luz just sinks to the ground

So yeah, that was something, huh? Gus adventure and Lumity development! What more could you ask for?

(Maybe a few things, but we can talk about that elsewhere)

Anyway, I'll be doing this again next week! Probably sleep deprived as usual.

[gtpgrima]

Fluff Alphabet with Lucifer, Mammon and Solomon!

Wow. This is like half the alphabet when combined. Hahaha! The chaotic big bros and the "shady b*stard" are loved. Thank you @luminouslydark, @fluffimemes and @beyondyourdreamss for your asks! We surely love fluffy boys. ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧

I hope you all always have a great day, stay healthy and safe, and there's no need to worry since English isn't my first language either! ♥️

Warning? I combined the asks to avoid confusion and repetition.

Lucifer

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Not so much when awake but he's definitely a cuddler when asleep. He'd practically roll over to trap you with his weight, there's no way you're slipping out of his hold; unless you wake him up, but often it'd just lead him holding you even closer.

If you consider it "cuddling," he'd sometimes call you so he can hold you close for a moment (maybe you'd indulge into a silent slow dance?) and it will be just you and him in the middle of his enormous room, arms loosely around each other, nose touching and exchanging loving smiles.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He's not expressive via words since he'd rather keep his thoughts to himself. It makes his actions difficult to understand as they're zealous in comparison.

It'll take you a while to figure out what he means to say in correlation to what he's doing, and if you don't dedicate your strongest braincells in observing him, you'll end up confused for a while.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

Handholding with Lucifer is the definition of calm, peaceful and intimate - that is if you convince him to remove his gloves, first of all.

He won't engage to PDA in public because he has a reputation of a whole realm to keep, so if you find yourself held in a crowd, consider it one indication of his increasing (and undying) love for you.

In public, in his own devious ways - he'd demand you sit next to him and hold his hand as he works on his papers, he'll be much faster on it you'd notice.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

His reaction is "rational" at best. He'll ask what happened but that's it.

He'd quickly patch your wounds while lecturing you about being alert and careful at all times and informing him (or his brothers) if you feel unsafe somehow.

It's an extended lesson unless you plead for someone's help to save you from his piercing glare. There's something quite deadly in his glinting eyes that while you're sure aren't exactly fixated on you, is somehow related to what happened to you.

You couldn't help but wonder until you finally realize that some of your classmates (who were more or less the cause of your misfortune) had been missing for a while now, oh well.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

He would only joke around in private most of which are positively comfortable. He'd shower you with teasing compliments, gentle kisses and and dirty jokes - lots of it.

He's often forced to join his brothers' chaotic energy (and he often intentionally or not fuels the fire which makes it even worse, much to his dismay and their entertainment) so he wouldn't go his ways to prank you, he has enough of that with six (6) bastards he considers family after all.

Needless to say with just you, he can be soft and delicate with his guard down.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Soft and sweet or deep and intoxicating? Choose your fighter! It can only be one if you like, or both; it's magical either way.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

The first time you fought and your firm declaration of staying by his side despite the disadvantages of being with him and understanding the consequences of it, hit his senses like a ton of bricks rendering him speechless.

He was too elated to speak after that so he promptly left you (confused, because it was still the middle of an argument?) because he surely has to weep in his room in the purest dark, imagining the blessed light forming somewhere around him that's your silhouette.

God, how he's fallen in love no words can explain.

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Oh, the utter horror of possibly choosing between you and Diavolo, with his brothers threatening to to join the agonizing options (lmao, isn't this close to what's happening tho? Poor peacock boy) makes him stop in his tracks and collapse in the nearest furniture refusing to move for a while.

Please assure him you'll stay and support him no matter what. He'll die from stress and anxiety alone, and he can't leave you either; Diavolo will haunt him even down to his grave, his brothers will be the wild animals they are, you'll be in inconceivable danger, so hell no. If he has to pray to Him for what's best for all of you and everyone else, he will.

What's his pride going to do against him if it means keeping you and all the most important people in his life, yes? Maybe it's time he'd allow his heart's desires overpower his stupid sin.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

(To put it simply because it will take a few years of explaining IN DETAIL...) He'll not hesitate to repeat the "Lilith history" or lead another war if it means keeping you safe in his arms, try him.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

"My Love Will Never Die" by Claire Wyndham. (It's a Lucifer soundtrack, S04E10.)

Listen to it, you're free to sue me if you think otherwise! ~(>_<~)

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

He wouldn't actively offer comfort because he sucks at it. Duh, feelings?

He'd leave many things to help cheer you up though. Snacks, drinks, the newest volume of your favourite manga? He'd probably rent the carnival to take you there for a day.

Really, just say what you want and he'll get it done asap. Hugs? Sure, he'll awkwardly wrap his arms around your small form and it'll take his damned Father's miracle for Mammon (and possibly Leviathan) to survive his wrath if he dares steal a picture or laugh at the view.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

Ah, to have become his greatest pride. He'd prefer to make romantic relationship as private as possible but with Diavolo's nosy involvement coming from Asmodeus' gossiping mouth it'll be over the RAD newspaper and every published article ever for at least a century if only you'd allow it; since as much as he'd like to refuse, his overwhelming pride gets in the way and for the first time in possibly his entire life, it's for a perfectly good reason.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

He'd fight with you if you strongly will it. Despite his selfish wishes to keep you safe away from him, hide you somewhere far from harm, he'd agree if you ask to fight by his side.

He respects you more than he can say or show, his heart swelled when you called his name and offered assistance; and you can tell his love for you only intensified when you stood next to him in the battlefield. He's definitely unstoppable now because with you by his side, he's blessed by the certainty of victory.

You're his greatest pride.

Mammon

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

He'll cuddle with you as if it's your last breath in his arms. Be prepared for an an ambush of kisses all over your face and everywhere, actually; he's truly an affectionate guy, you know.

He can be quite a pervert while at it (groping here and there) but in such endearing way you wouldn't even mind.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

We all know how tsundere Mammon is. He wouldn't admit his true feelings without a fight, and it can be frustrating; especially if you're the "don't beat around the bush" type, it can take a long time adjusting to his stalling. Just force him, please - he's just shy.

Sometimes it takes a minor injury (let's say an accident) to make him spill his truest words. Imagine yourself accidentally tripping down the stairs and there's Mammon up there screaming his sincerest love song while sobbing his way to your side.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

He gets extremely shy, (and he's dying in feels deep inside) but he'll proudly hold your hand anywhere and everywhere with the shameless proclamations of "Ya better be proud, human! The great Mammon is holding yer hand!"

He'd pretend he's cheeks aren't in flames, he'd try to deny the alarming sweating of his palms, there's the suspicious vibrating of his body (if he's his demon form, much better because his wings would be fluttering like crazy) blaming the embarrassment on you instead.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

Mammon's ready to mutilate whoever dared lay a hand on you, it's actually way worse than Lucifer's reaction; his brothers and probably more so of the Devildom knows not to mess with his "treasures" unless they seek slow, painful, and gruesome death - nobody's gonna stop him, Lucifer wouldn't attempt getting in his way and certainly not even Diavolo can stop him.

If it's from an accident he'd give you the worst "Tf, are you for real?" look while blatantly insulting your clumsiness and stupidity but he'd impulsively patch you up until you resemble a mummy, possibly with an overdose of ointment, too.

If you ask him for a get-better kiss he'll speechlessly comply, he'd definitely cry about it later too ngl.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

Mammon's often the butt of the joke but you're his personal victim - you have no way out so just give in and jump into his arms joining the jovial laughter and merry mood. His jokes are light-hearted and fun, they're never offensive.

He wouldn't really prank you once you're finally in an established relationship because he tries to the best man for you (aside from the never-ending "Hmm, love Goldie more~" innuendos to get your attention, perhaps hoping you'd get jealous?) but be wary of his vicious tickle attacks, his playful affection increases tenfold behind closed doors.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Soft, gentle but lingering. He can just press his lips on yours and he'd happily stay there forever.

No funny business afterwards if he may be honest. Your lips on his? Heaven.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

He'd do anything and everything for you. Mammon's proud to be your first, and if it means he has to die first and rise from the ashes to prove his love, he will. (I don't even have to explain more.)

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

Losing you is his worst fear, most definitely. Now that you've effectively become a part of his life, he can't imagine you without it anymore. He'd sometimes get lost in the worrying thoughts of what-ifs which would make him unresponsive to everything else and he'll be quite frightening to look at.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

He'd move mountains to see your smile again. He'd collect all the stars in the universe just to stop your tears, replaced by a look of amazement. He'd gladly push Lucifer down the stairs to hear your laugh, as scary it may be - the entire House of Lamentation better prepare for battle because once Lucifer's risen from the bottom, he'll behead everyone in his way (and that's only part of the fun, you'd be laughing in no time!) involving all his of brothers in attempt to cheer you up.

You're never upset for long with him around, that's for sure.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?

He'd flamboyantly catwalk you down the streets on your way to a restaurant, twirl you around in one of Diavolo's prestigious parties, scream your name from the highest tower for the entire world to hear.

He's proud of you in every way imaginable. You're his human, his love.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

He'd fight for you without second thoughts, there's no other option at all.

You definitely ain't moving from that safe spot, lovely doll. He won't hear any of your cries about being able to fight, wanting to be by his side, fighting for him; no, he'll fight for you, for the both you, so shut up and watch the Great Mammon slay his foes in the battlefield.

Move a muscle away from that spot and he'd lose his mind, it's guaranteed; he'd basically teleport next to you and just throw you over his shoulder, run the hell away from there because he'd rather take all of the shame later than expose you to harm now, yeah.

Solomon

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

Believe it or not, his favorite memory is when you first met. The church bells rang violently in his head forcing him to visualize your eternal union even without you knowing his name yet; that's how intense it was for him, and he'd make you understand how he felt if you ask.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

"Perfect" by One Direction. He genuinely believes he'd be on the sidelines most of the time.

But hey, if you want to do something extraordinary you can't do with anyone else - go to him. He'd be perfect for you.

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He's proud of you (and very much so) showcased in such playful, teasing ways.

You'd always be bantering about it, how he parades you around with cheerful announcements like you're a circus' special treat, or how he'd shove it to everyone's faces how you're his absolute divine intervention, because you pulled him up from the depths debauchery, that you're his karma; and in a sense (considering he's the famous King Solomon with numerous wives and concubines?), it's actually very true.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

He'd lean more on the "I'll fight for you." side, considering he'd show (almost narcissistic) confidence in his abilities; he'd be teasing about it, and it'd most likely annoy you to agreement.

But it's actually because he can't afford you getting injured, so please just stay put wherever he's left you, or just stay close to him - if you're not already tied to his waist with a leash or something.

If even a single hair on your head's missing once he's returned he'd worry to no ends, vow eternal vengeance to the perpetuator; it might cloud his judgement and leave you to pursue his newfound enemy, you'd have to calm him down before he goes batshit crazy.

Thank you for reading! ♥️

[chalmogsico-college]

The witch Mint, the wizard Tortoise, and Luara who hadn't found her style quite yet, carefully made their way through the dark pine forest just outside of the school grounds. The perpetual frost that clung to the cold soil crinkled under foot as a sharp wind rattled the branches above them. The three mages were warm in their enchanted robes even as their breath fogged the air infront of them.

"I'm sure he's fine," Mint said, his arms crossed tight across his chest and his voice shaking just so slightly, "Hell, he was probably just running late. I bet he's already at the class room and we're going to be in trouble for not being there."

"No way," Luara replied, as she pushed onward towards the small cabin they knew was somewhere around here, "Professor Van Shamanov is never late, and you know how weird hes been acting over the last few weeks,"

"He's been acting weird because you keep trying to talk him into summoning a new familiar," Tortoise rolled their eyes, "Let the old bastard grieve,"

"Grieving is one thing, but his familiar has been dead for like a hundred years? He needs to move on, and like, its obvious he's capital L Lonely," Luara turns on her heel to follow a different path through the woods, hopeful that This would be the right one. She doesn't worry about getting lost, worst case scenario Mint's insane sense of direction would save them.

"Yeah, I'm going to side with Luara on this one, Tort," Mint nodded as Tortoise gasped in mock offense, "You heard what Headmistress said, the man's getting to the edge of what The Viper will allow. He shouldn't be all alone in the end, and you know he won't just make a friend or something. Too much of a loner,"

"Nope! He won't make new friends because his trio is broken," Luara said,

"And how would you know that?" Tortoise quirked a brow, "Been snooping on our favorite GILF?"

Luara stopped and turned to glare at them, and to their credit, Tortoise managed to not flinch or look away for an entire ten seconds, "He isn't a GILF because that would imply one of us wants to fuck him," Tortoise intoned like a scolded child as they dropped their gaze.

"Good neither." Luara turned to set back on their way as Mint snickered.

Eventually they did find their way to the rotting cabin, a full two hours after class was supposed to have started. Luara took the old brass knocker in hand and thunked it down hard against its strike plate three times.

A moment passed with no response.

Luara raised her hand to knock again as the door swung open on screeching hinges.

Professor Van Shamanov's impressive bulk filled the doorway as he stooped down to glare at his visitors from below the head jamb.

His eyes softened as he saw his startled students, bending to step out of his home and closing the door behind himself as he spoke, "Hello," his voice was rough with too many years spent in fire warmed rooms, "I suppose I'm a bit late for class aren't I?" He untied his robe from around his waist to put it on properly as he started back towards the college.

"Yes sir," Luara never thought of herself as short until she was having to jog to keep pace with their frankly giant teacher's strides, "We were worried about you, its not like you to be late,"

"Yes, I know I've been out of it lately," He nods before changing the topic, "Did you three complete your assignment? Gathered all of your components for today?" he holds out a hand and whistls to call his staff to him, the gnarled thing shot out of the woods like a torpedo but he caught it with practiced ease before it could splinter itself against the trunks of one of the trees, "And are you positive the components you chose are the ones you want to use? The difference could very well change the course of you lives."

Mint fussed with the bundle in his pocket before nodding. Tortoise pulled theirs from under their hat and smiled as they held it up proudly. Luara pulled two from her coat, one wrapped in the yellow she preferred for her spell work, one in the soft lavender Van Shamanov did.

"Yeah, and I brought one for you two," Luara chirped as non chalantly as she could.

To all three students surprise the professor actually held out a hand for it, "I'm curious what you think I'd put in that circle," he huffed good naturedly.

Luara handed it over and giddily tossed a smirk over her shoulder at the others as Van Shamanov undid the bindings to open it up.

A moment later she crashed into him as he stopped dead in his tracks to turn towards her. Luara staggered a step back, "Everything okay professor?" She asked nervously.

"Who told you? I assume Katy, but Headmistress might have known as well," his gaze was focused on the items in his palm, a dried orchid bloom, a nickel ring, and a wishbone.

"Dean Deane ," Luara said with an averted gaze, it wasn't like the professor to show such open anger, "She thinks you need to summon a new familiar, and that if you had the same components you did for your first it might be easier for you,"

"Please do not snoop like this again." Van Shamanov said firmly before turning back on his path, "We will be quiet until we get to class," he commands.

---

The other two trios that made up their summoning 833 class perked up as Van Shamanov entered.

"My apologies for being late. Is everyone ready to begin?" He pulled a tarp from his desk drawer and tossed it into the air. It straightened itself out and settled ready for use in the clear spot in the center of the room.

He waits for the murmurs of agreement to die down before starting on his spiel, "I trust that every last one of you has put the necessary time and thought into what will be happening today. A familiar is a life partner, they will be at your side through thick and thin and will be entirely reliant on you for the magical energy that sustains their like. They will aid you in every way they can and do whatever it takes to help you as long as you return that favor. They are powerful and temperamental creatures of contract, harming or betraying them will be the last thing you do. If any one of you has any hesitations about this, any second thoughts, anything other than Full confidence in what you are about to do, what components you have chosen, or what you will say to them once they are listening, leave. You are not ready yet, and I say that without judgment, I'd rather see you leave today than with a disloyal familiar tomorrow."

He stood infront of his class, head held high as he finished his final warning and reminder and waited to see if any of his students would flinch. When he was met with only eager eyes and nervous smiles he grinned from beneath his beard, "Very good," he turned to who he has decided will go first, "Tortoise, you're up," he finishes firmly as he steps back towards his desk

"Wait, Why?" Tortoise hesitated to get out of their seat.

"Because I'm upset with Luara and I know she wants to go first. By asking you to go first I am acknowledging that as directly as I am ethically allowed to." He takes his seat at his desk as Luara pouts.

"Why not Mint?" Tortoise looked to his friend who blanched at the suggestion, "Never mind, I forgot he was a coward," they sighed and pulled their bundle of components and their wand from beneath their hat as they stood to go to the edge of the circle.

The bundle was dropped in the center of the interlaced runes. The room was near silent beside the soft crackle of the torches. With everyone's attention on them Tortoise knelt in one of the smaller warded circles that surrounded the larger summoning circle.

Their instincts told them to just start pouring magic into it, a show of power to attract an equally powerful familiar, but Professor Van Shamanov had warned them against doing that. Power and Impulsiveness were not a good mix. Besides, they were a wizard, without structure their magic would fizzle and drain too quickly for them to really get anything going.

So, they took a deep breath and reached out to the warding line, pouring magic into it to set it glowing and active. Familiars didn't tend to turn violent with their summoners even if they declined the offer, but it never hurt to be cautious. Then they found the connecting line, the one that wrapped around and around and around the circle, that conected it to the other they'd be reaching into to try and coax a familiar across the boundary from one universe to another. Finally, they found the call line and pushed a surge of power through it, along with the promise of their favorite dice set, a bell they found in the sand outside their childhood home, and a bracelet their little brother had made for them before he passed away.

Speaking the meaning of the offerings was not a necessity, but Tortoise always struggled with the ephemeral and passing concepts along a line like this was definitely more a witch's skill than a wizard's.

"I offer you a dice set with the blessing of The Raven, she's my patron and she could be yours as well. A bell I found when I was young, I carried it with me on a chain around my neck for many years, it doesn't ring anymore but it holds more memories than I could speak, and a gift from my little brother, he didn't know about magic, but he told me that it would protect me. And well… I haven't died yet? So, I assume it works," they take a breath to find their center, "I am called Tortoise and I ask for…" They paused, this was the part that even with the years they had had to think about it, he could never decide on, "I ask for a friend. Someone who's sturdy and who I can rely on."

A hushed moment passed as the candles flickered and the smell of ozone filled the room. At first a fine mist formed within the summoning circle, it glittered like a frozen fog as it passed from its world and into ours, though soon it was thickening around the offered items and taking a solid form.

Tortoise couldn't help but choke out a laugh as a galapagos tortoise took shape before him. Its dull grey shell alone was bigger around than the circle Tortoise knelt in,

"What am I called?" the tortoise asked with a smooth water thin voice,

"Wizard," Tortoise responded with the name that formed heavy in their mind as soon as the tortoise had taken shap. They grinned and stood and let the magic fade from the circle, to set Wizard free of the bindings on it that trapped her within it.

"I look forward to being your friend, Tortoise," Wizard said as she made her way out of the circle with the slow elegant confidence only a fey shaped like a tortoise could muster.

The rest of the class clapped and jeered, Mint shook their shoulder as they took their seat, and Luara clapped and half jumped out of her seat to take her turn before Professor Van Shamanov could call on someone elsee.

Tortoise couldn't stop smiling after Wizard got comfortable next to them, nor could they focus on their friend's turn. They had a familiar and they looked forward to being her friend.

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Jac & Amelia

Jac: what did you do that for Amelia: What? Jac: the presents Amelia: I had to go 🎁🛍 for my parents and it took like 10 minutes Jac: you went to three different shops, at least Amelia: yeah because what else was I going to do before they picked me back up Jac: study for your theory Jac: be one Amelia: 🥱 Jac: I ain't got you nothing Amelia: I don't want anything Jac: then that's a present in itself, I guess Amelia: yeah, you getting another from me by taking the out you were just given Jac: it was already 3-1 do you really have to add to your score Amelia: Always Jac: 🙄 Jac: were you invited then Amelia: to? Jac: Is' party Amelia: Yeah Amelia: but I don't know if it was by Is or her mum Amelia: or if we're talked enough that she'd really want me there Jac: yeah Jac: interesting choice, on her part Amelia: If I get there and her mum engineered it or it's obvious Is doesn't want me around I'll just give her the 🎁 and go Jac: you're going? Amelia: I have the 💌 I think I have to Jac: unlucky then Amelia: don't worry, I won't insist that you're my date Amelia: as a favour Jac: to her, so that's not another gift to me Amelia: it definitely is Amelia: you don't want to go Jac: wasn't invited Jac: but I do have somewhere better to be, which is unlucky for you Amelia: I'm not inviting you or mourning the loss of not having you with me Jac: well I was going to invite you to a party that wouldn't be sad as shit Jac: but if that's how you feel then alright Amelia: no you weren't Jac: Why would I say I was if I weren't, weirdo Jac: you know those really cool twins in 6th, Nat and Vee? Amelia: because I've already said I have to go to Is' and I don't really want to and you want to make me feel even worse Amelia: here's what I could've won Jac: Rude Jac: At Christmas, you have to tell the truth Jac: I thought you might wanna come and stare at them Jac: that's all Amelia: my parents literally lied to me about 🎅 for 8 years so no, you don't Amelia: and I don't know who you mean Jac: you can't lie about myths Jac: he could be real, they can't confirm nor deny Jac: anyway, yes you do Jac: Vee especially is pretty gay looking, she's Bi, I think Jac: [sends her these gals pictures] Amelia: if there's mistletoe I'll come Amelia: after I've been to Is' Jac: they throw really good parties, so I've been informed Jac: don't waste too much time then Amelia: okay Jac: I knew you'd like her Amelia: you sound like a really creepy mastermind in a lair Jac: I do live below ground now so Amelia: you can be mole, I'll be rat Jac: I suppose you've just been as insulting to yourself Amelia: 😂 Amelia: I'd have bought you that 📖 too but I know you've already read it Jac: It's good to have as many classics under your belt as possible Amelia: How did you know I'd like her? Jac: I've got eyes, don't need to be a huge gay Amelia: you just need to be hugely 🥴 Jac: Nah, I fucked their brother Amelia: I meant to 'like' anyone, I don't want or need to know that Jac: 🤷 Amelia: I'm serious Jac: Alright whatever Jac: and it's not true anyway, if it was I wouldn't be in this fucking mess would I Amelia: what mess? Amelia: you're going to need to be more specific Jac: ha ha Jac: if I only liked people when I was wasted, literally would not be here having this conversation Amelia: you're having this conversation because you can't bring yourself to say thanks for the gifts, Amelia Jac: If you expected a thank you, you wouldn't have given them to me Jac: if Sav was still here, this wouldn't be happening at all, is the point Amelia: we're dancing around it, that's okay, I'm a good dancer Jac: you aren't that good, humblebrag Amelia: at Christmas, you have to tell the truth, supposedly Jac: what, your ego is big but not big enough to deal? 😏 Amelia: giving me a compliment won't cause you to immediately wither and die, I'm sorry Jac: Precisely why I'd never bother, my dear Amelia: you've done enough anyway Jac: have I Amelia: I'll get loads at the parties Jac: cocky Amelia: I'm thinking they can't all be unwanted ones, naïve or optimistic if anything Jac: probably Jac: least you won't have to help Isabelle blow out her candles Amelia: if her mum made the cake they'll probably be lopsided and a 🔥 hazard Jac: true Jac: they usually tasted pretty good though Amelia: true Amelia: I'll stay for some Jac: don't offer to get me a party bag then Amelia: I'll just do it, whether you say you want one or not Jac: gift giving is your top love language, I get it Amelia: I just know you, that's all Jac: you know that I'm fat, is it Amelia: oh please Amelia: I'm not giving you a compliment that easily or obviously Jac: I'm probably not in the mood to work for it Amelia: 🤷 Jac: 🥱 Amelia: if you've got something better to do, go do it Jac: getting ready for the party, aren't I Jac: avoiding my family Amelia: right Jac: everything's always an ulterior motive with you Amelia: no it's not Jac: why can't we just have a conversation then Jac: we've done worse Amelia: because you're not in the mood evidently Jac: you're the one that's got fuck all to say Amelia: everything's always my fault with you Jac: I'm bored and you're doing nothing about it Amelia: that isn't my first priority Jac: then I'll find someone who's it is Amelia: okay Jac: 👏 Amelia: Sav's not here, remember Jac: don't bother coming to this party Jac: and if you show anyway, don't bother coming to find me Amelia: It wasn't about you, it's about the hosts Jac: I invited you, not them Amelia: and now you've uninvited me so same difference Jac: doesn't magically mean you're wanted Jac: I'm not gonna just turn up at Isabelle's house Amelia: I'm used to the feeling by now, so again, it's not going to bother me Jac: you're all being extra infuriating today Jac: jesus christ Amelia: yeah well Amelia: I don't know what to say to Is or to do Jac: you can't do anything Jac: but she's literally the most forgiving person to doormat degrees Jac: you'll barely have to say anything and she'll happy cry Amelia: Please come Jac: She won't wanna see me Amelia: re-read what you wrote before that Jac: it's different Jac: I'm not going to make her be my friend and forgive me, just because I know she would Jac: you didn't do anything wrong, really Amelia: I walked away, that's worse than anything you did Jac: it really isn't Jac: I'm too drunk now even if Jac: I'd only be a bitch by accident if not on purpose Amelia: at least wait for me then Amelia: we can go to the other party together Jac: Jesses got a show tonight Amelia: I know, I was invited to that too Amelia: everyone is Jac: not me Jac: I can't be here when they're leaving or everyone will try to force me and I'll die Jac: Jude is bad enough Amelia: Go to my 🏠 no ones there Jac: where are your parents Amelia: some dinner party thing Jac: alright Jac: thanks Amelia: I'll be back to get you after Is' Amelia: and my parents won't get back until we've left Jac: I can be gone before you, I just don't want to be here Jac: and Jude owes you her life so you can cash that in whenever you want Amelia: I don't want you to go without me or before me Jac: as long as it's for the right reasons Amelia: what are they? Jac: you know Jac: I'm just saying, if you're just saying that because you think I need to be on suicide watch or something too then I'll just have to hit you instead Amelia: I'm saying it because nobody shows up to cool parties early Jac: okay Jac: I'll wait Amelia: if you go through my 🎨 I'll be the one hitting you Jac: you shouldn't have said that Jac: but alright Jac: your parents are going to think I'm robbing you if they come back Jac: your mum better not get one of her famous migraines Amelia: I'm in danger of that if anyone is, don't worry Amelia: and it's clients of my dad's so she can't Amelia: he needs the 💸 Jac: take a nurofen and shut the fuck up 🐠 Jac: gotcha Amelia: 😂 Amelia: it's beyond unfair that she pretends to get them and I actually do Jac: it's because you're gay Jac: [that article 'cos it's true lmao] Amelia: oh my god Jac: actual proof of punishment from god or something else, you decide 🤔 Amelia: shhh Jac: oh, I'm sorry, is it your head Jac: I'll be quiet Amelia: no exorcist-ish apologies tonight will do fine Amelia: the dark room is being supplied Jac: at least you got one Jac: Jess is probably still waiting Amelia: he can hold his breath for a really long time 🏊🏼 Jac: helps with the singing Amelia: the show'll be online right? Amelia: I totally want to see it Jac: no doubt Jac: everything is Amelia: yeah, I figured Amelia: does that girl who's like obsessed with him still help him edit or did he finally pick up on her weirdness? Jac: I think she's still around Jac: I don't really ask Amelia: she's intense Jac: I hadn't really noticed but yeah Jac: I guess she is Amelia: maybe that's because I'm gay too Amelia: I could solve crimes Jac: no because it's only 'cos I was so into Sav that I don't know anything about it Amelia: that makes sense, I was so into you that I know too much about it Jac: that's not about me Jac: sounds like part-timer energy tbh Amelia: he's your brother Amelia: in your ⚪ Jac: if you say so Jac: maybe you're obsessed with him and you want rid of the competition Amelia: 🤢 Amelia: I'd more likely be obsessed with her and he's the competition so no because he's still living if not breathing while he holds his breath Jac: well I'm not even sure she exists now Jac: this is all some fantasy in your 🧠 Amelia: 👻 editor! Jac: ha 🤓 Amelia: 😎 Jac: yeah, I'll forward that to Vee, you'll be so in Amelia: you can't because I already wanna die Amelia: I'm so underdressed for this Amelia: everyone's 👗 Jac: what are you wearing, excuse the creep line Amelia: 😏 Amelia: but literally 👖 Jac: oh Amelia Jac: I've got more on to come sit at yours alone Amelia: it's because I'm gay, isn't it? 😕 Jac: yes but you always have been Jac: I doubt Is was expecting you to put on a party frock Amelia: she did say she liked my birthday one and that does haunt me Jac: well I think she was in a state of shock Jac: for good reason, as we all were Jac: myself not included, of course Amelia: 👧🏻 Amelia: thanks to my mum for everything Jac: cold ears for christmas Amelia: ear muffs gay or beanie gay? a fun quiz Jac: you want to be beanie but you're ear muffs Amelia: true Amelia: you're oversized scarf Jac: blanket but make it fashion Jac: duh Amelia: 🤗 Jac: Is is those massive felt hats everyone wears in Autumn Amelia: that's so accurate Jac: I know Jac: it's what I'm going to use my Psychology degree for Amelia: 😉 Amelia: what else is all that debt good for Jac: builds character Amelia: her 👗 is great though Amelia: I wouldn't but she won't be devastated that she did Jac: yeah? Amelia: Yeah Amelia: unlike me she doesn't seem to be having a really shit time Jac: has she talked to you? Amelia: not yet Jac: that's rude Amelia: Obviously she's said hi and thanked me for coming but I assumed that isn't what you meant Amelia: do you think I should leave? Jac: who's there Jac: is Kiersten with the braces Amelia: how did you guess? Jac: 'cos she's wanted to be mates with Is for ages but she thinks I'm stuck up Amelia: THAT'S rude Jac: she probably heard me and Savannah talking about her in Chemistry Jac: so she's got grounds Jac: who else, Gemma with the frizzy hair, Paige who told on you that time and got you your first detention... Amelia: Okay, before I tip this drink subtly over her, what did you say? Amelia: yeah and yeah Jac: it would've been Sav she overheard Jac: I'm quiet Amelia: and she's 📢👄 Amelia: sound probably really carries in Sligo Jac: I think she's got a boyfriend already Amelia: of course she will have Amelia: what else is she going to do at Catholic school when she isn't doing homework Jac: don't Amelia: I'm sorry Amelia: it's this, being here, I shouldn't have Jac: I don't think you can just leave though Jac: she probably doesn't want to talk talk like right now and ruin her party Jac: at least say you will, book in and a coffee in or something Amelia: it's not just that, it's too weird Amelia: there's like no place for me Jac: she's moved on hasn't she Amelia: yeah Jac: I shouldn't have made you walk away from her Amelia: you didn't Jac: I still feel like I did though Amelia: well whatever way you want to look at it, she's got new friends now Jac: so do you Jac: or could still Jac: Jess said everyone knows what your ex was like Amelia: he could've warned me Jac: I told him so Amelia: it doesn't matter, I don't have the energy Amelia: like you said, I should study more for my theory Jac: if it's any consolation, I am totally alone, and not just literally right now Amelia: you've got me, excuse you Jac: no, not friends, remember Amelia: ugh, fine Amelia: what are you doing though? Jac: I was about to ask if your parents were still as militant with their drink stash Jac: idk how they kept such a close eye on levels, crazy Amelia: they are but I'll be taking the risk and the punishment when I get there so feel free to start without me Amelia: as long as you don't get too drunk to go Jac: doubt they're so cool they need bouncers Amelia: I mean, I'll give you a 🐷y back or hold your hair but if you're 😪 there isn't much I can do Jac: 😇 Jac: me, you, you decide Amelia: me, clearly Jac: 🙄 Jac: braceface would HATE you Amelia: she can join in with Paige who's blatantly whispering about me Jac: she's the biggest goody-two-shoes Jac: she'd thrive in catholic school Amelia: She'll be plotting how to get me in trouble with Is' mum since school's out and there's no looming detention for me Amelia: I know how to make that really easy for her Jac: you'd think she was 7 not 17 Jac: what are you gonna do? Amelia: shut her up, the same way I always do Jac: don't, come here instead Amelia: but she's so annoying Jac: I know she is but I want you Jac: so come here before I change my mind Amelia: okay Jac: okay Jac: make sure you tell her you'll talk to her later Amelia: I did Amelia: 😇 Jac: good girl Amelia: I didn't get any 🎂 though Jac: I'd make you one Jac: but I might burn your house down so Jac: I have an idea though 💡 Amelia: what is it? Jac: hang on Amelia: no, I'll start 🏃 Jac: ta-da Amelia: 😳 Amelia: thanks for not telling me that's what you looked like when I was talking about being underdressed earlier Amelia: and for having that 💡 so I don't care anymore Jac: you always look perfect anyway, it doesn't matter what you wear Amelia: you do Jac: you too Jac: and you won't feel underdressed when you undress me Amelia: I look 😍 but I'm fine with it Amelia: as long as my parents don't get back before me Jac: I'm quiet, remember Jac: it's fine Amelia: it's not you I'm worried about Amelia: but I'm not that worried Jac: 😍 Jac: you're so adorable but also so hot Jac: it's rude Amelia: says you Amelia: you're the rudest person ever if that's the criteria Jac: oh no, Kiersten was right Amelia: she can have that one thing Jac: only if I can have you Amelia: there's no if Amelia: you have me Jac: good Jac: I need you, you know Amelia: I need you more, not because you love a competition, although if you do want to get competitive about it, that's cool too Jac: We can make it into a competition but what would I win? Amelia: 🤔 Jac: I can't think, I want to see you too badly Amelia: I get it, trust me Jac: You're the prettiest Amelia: no, I'm not Amelia: but I do love you the most Jac: don't be mean to yourself Jac: 😣 Amelia: sorry Jac: I can make you believe me, don't worry Amelia: I'm not worried about that either, I know you can Jac: you don't need to worry about anything Jac: not now Amelia: not now Amelia: I promise Jac: 😇 Amelia: 🥰 Jac: have you got a headache? Amelia: you don't need to worry either Amelia: not about me Jac: I just wanna know if I need to make that go away first before letting you touch me Amelia: I do have a headache but I would literally come back from the dead to see you so Jac: 🥰 Jac: still means I get to go first 😈 Amelia: 😇 if anything Jac: see what you think when we're waking up your neighbours Amelia: I'll be thinking the same thing because nothing's changing my mind about you but okay they'll probably think 😈👹👻👺 Jac: I've never heard you, properly Jac: either we have to be quiet or it's too loud to hear anything Amelia: but you know how hard I find trying to be quiet Jac: I wanna hear everything Amelia: you won't want me to 🤫🤐 once you have though Jac: yeah? Amelia: we'll have to find new places Jac: or I'll work out ways to make you louder at parties Amelia: okay Jac: only okay? Amelia: emphatically Amelia: like ! Amelia: like that's the best idea I've ever heard Jac: my nerdy baby Amelia: well now I don't want to correct it to 😎 Amelia: you win Jac: 😄 Jac: come here and be my prize Amelia: [will let you show up gal cos why not you've been running like a needy gay and it's not that far] Jac: [enjoy hens 'cos this is gonna be intense] Amelia: [the softness and love never lasts soz ladies] Amelia: [more importantly soz to these neighbours] Jac: [💔] Jac: [but love that lmao] Amelia: [thank god her parents aren't coming back yet because there is no being quiet if their lives depended on it now] Amelia: [I had an idea that while Jac is getting ready because even if she doesn't change her outfit she'll probably wanna fix her makeup etc whereas Amelia isn't wearing any she should start a new portrait, this time of them doing something intimate but not saucy lol because 1. that's gay 2. they're at her house so all her art stuff is right there 3. she can make it fit whatever vague af prompt she was given for holiday homework] Jac: [that's a good idea, I won't Katy Perry spoil it rudely, but just like, it better be vague enough that everyone in Art won't be 👀 lmao] Amelia: [don't worry gal we won't out you but actually those Katy Perry dramatics would be a good idea to remember if we ever want them to have a big row haha] Jac: [there is always time lmao, though for tonight I think it's easy enough to have the level of drama we want because like this all happens but then you're not allowed to be together at the party like you aren't even friends still so it's like the base level of getting along at a party vibes, which would obvs be upsetting every time, poor Amelia] Amelia: [agreed we'll keep it in our back pocket for later because tonight has enough going on, like literally every time you have moments like this and then she pushes you away after would be 💔] Jac: [let the fun commence] Amelia: [we all know she's kissing that girl under the mistletoe but is there anything else you want to happen] Jac: [I've got a picture to post in jealousy to that but nothing is gonna actually happen on her end, just pretending luvs, as for other party goings on, literally anything could, she's probably gonna blank their brother which will probably give Amelia that false hope] Amelia: [love that by which I mean hate that lol cos she's already got false hope from Jac inviting her to the party instead of just going on her own] Jac: [I know, the gag is it isn't really false hope but like it still is 'cos we aren't coming out at this party obvs lol, even if they can be more friendly 'cos it's not their year or their usual crowd] Amelia: [I like that because it's a less messy and more friendly vibe even though it means it'll hurt more the next party they go too that won't be like that/when shit hits the fan in like 2 days because of Savannah's love life] Jac: [just waiting for that confirmation hens, bit rude to ruin xmas but there we go] Amelia: [how dare you Savannah you know blocking someone means nothing because you have blatantly also stalked Jac to see what she's doing] Jac: [oh gals, i hope you think some boy is buying her channel] Amelia: [oh she do and that's one of many reasons we're getting with this boy now after hinting all month] Jac: [sorry to dis man but nah] Amelia: [he's not a sweetie like Ty we don't stan] Jac: [when you said one time that he reminded her of Jac LMAOOO] Amelia: [nobody is having a good 2 years is the point but I am DECEASED] Jac: [this is true, you're all going through it, that's the point] Amelia: [Sienna and Is are the only ones thriving] Jac: [god bless lol] Amelia: [can we say they go back to Amelia's after this party and then Jac has to sneak past her parents in the AM for the lols or is that too friendly, like the spare room does exist and I feel like she doesn't wanna go home after missing Jesse's gig] Jac: [yeah, I feel like tonight we would because the family drama is more than the amelia drama rn so we're not gonna turn down the spare room, it will be amusing and also, less funny, can worry the fam some more about where we are, ahh the joys] Amelia: [soz JJ soz everyone but I shall cackle because it's probably more like the afternoon when they wake up so Amelia's parents are just there living their vanilla life] Jac: [hope you don't use your spare room as a dressing room or something babes lollollol] Amelia: [they're just casually eating lunch while Jac tiptoes away] Jac: [oh god bless, at least you did have normal clothes to change into and you won't be in your hoe outfit to walk of shame] Amelia: [or have to borrow clothes off Amelia like this is awks but] Jac: [still a prepared bitch even at our lowest] Amelia: [virgo energy] Jac: [we can skip to them if you like, now we've got the energy of the night] Amelia: [fine by me boo] Jac: did your parents see me Jac: or hear Amelia: No, I captured all of their attention with that loud explanation of my 🎨 Jac: can put it on the fridge Jac: 👍 Amelia: not until it gets graded Jac: it's an As only appliance, gotcha Amelia: 😂 yeah that's why looks nothing like a gallery Jac: even imagining the sound of a 🎻 rn is making my head wanna burst open Amelia: if you're going to keep checking it, turn your phone brightness down Jac: why would I be Amelia: I'm such a great conversationalist Jac: so I hear Amelia: 😏 Jac: don't 😏 @ me Amelia: *😉 Jac: idiot Jac: how was she then Amelia: who? Jac: don't who at me either, you know who Amelia: okay but I don't know what you expect me to say Jac: then I don't need to check my phone, thanks for saving me Jac: and as I gave her to you, that makes us 2-4 Jac: I'll even the score later Amelia: you didn't give her to me, you gave yourself to me Amelia: and I gave her my number Jac: cute Amelia: why do you want to hear this? Jac: It's a while back to mine, even catching the bus Jac: got time to kill and nothing to kill it with Amelia: you should read the 📖 I gave you once the 🤯💊 kick in Jac: I doubt I'll have time with the bollocking I'll be getting once I finally get back Amelia: probably not Jac: looks like Jess' show is online though Jac: no one phantom'd him so there you go, there's your entertainment 'til she texts you Amelia: she might not Jac: yeah right Amelia: parties make everyone 😍🥰😘 Jac: she's definitely full time gay Jac: not gonna pretend she don't know you now Amelia: no, you were right the first time about her being bi Jac: same thing Amelia: it isn't Jac: when you're fucking her, it'll feel the same Amelia: it was just a 💋 Amelia: I don't even know if that'll happen again Jac: do you want it to Amelia: I don't know Amelia: why I do and why I don't are the same reason Jac: sounds confusing Amelia: Yeah Jac: couldn't be me Amelia: like I said, what do you expect me to say? Jac: nothing you haven't Amelia: you're not the only one 🤯 you know Jac: don't moan Jac: go outside Jac: fresh air helps Amelia: you're repeating advice my dad already gave Amelia: at least he's asking for 🛒🍌🥚🥕🍞🧀🍅 Jac: what the fuck is he making Amelia: that's not the full list Amelia: artistic licence if anything Jac: 🙄 Jac: not really A for effort Amelia: you're going to start marking me now, are you? Jac: maybe Amelia: okay Jac: it's cold Amelia: is that why you wanted me to go outside? Jac: to freeze to death or confirm that statement? Jac: neither seems worth it, so no Amelia: how far away are you? I don't have a blanket scarf but I can bring you something Jac: no Jac: you're right, Is' dress was quite nice Amelia: I'm right about you not needing to freeze to death too Jac: says you Amelia: it doesn't have to be like this Jac: like what, an Irish winter? Amelia: you're as stubborn as an Irish winter Jac: artsy Amelia: I'm supposed to be the dramatic one as well Jac: I'm not going to die of consumption on the bus home Jac: you're still the dramatic one, you can mope about how I won't accept help if you like Amelia: and you're getting the wrong kind of inspiration from the classics you've read Jac: have I spoiled the ending of this book? Jac: I'll pass it on, like Amelia: I'm not telling you the ending, read it Jac: you want me to write a book report so you can grade me too? Amelia: 😂 maybe Jac: 🤓 Amelia: ❌ Amelia: and it's not moping, it's caring Jac: no one asked you to either way Amelia: it's really cold Jac: the bus has heating, it's only gonna be a few minutes wait, then I can run back Amelia: I could wait with you Jac: why would you do that Jac: obviously not Amelia: because you're right about fresh air Amelia: and it might  🌨⛄️ Jac: then go to the park with all the other little kids Amelia: you want to know what kissing her was like, it was the opposite of this Jac: talking would get in the way of it Amelia: that's not what I mean and you know it's not Jac: I don't care what you meant Jac: I'm not threatened by Violet McLaughlin Amelia: it's not about her Jac: not for me it ain't Amelia: you make everything 10x harder than it needs to be Jac: if you can't cope Jac: then you don't need to worry about that, because we're not friends Amelia: for fuck's sake Jac: just go Jac: the supermarket is gonna be full of frantic people fighting over sprouts Amelia: if we're not friends there's literally no reason for me to make things that easy for you Amelia: so no Jac: we're not friends so I'll happily tell you to fuck off if you come anywhere near this bus stop Amelia: you either want me to 🛒 or you don't Jac: for god sake Jac: can your parents not take you Amelia: the whole point is he wants me to get out Jac: could he not come with so you don't go do some more reckless shit Jac: lazy parenting, tbh Amelia: he doesn't know about most of the reckless shit I do Jac: 🙄 case in point Jac: but don't worry, I won't call yours Amelia: it doesn't matter to me if you do Jac: I'm not interested enough to get you in trouble Amelia: unlike you I talk, it's no challenge for me to say whatever they need to hear Jac: you want an easy life Jac: I don't Amelia: I want a fucking life Jac: and the dramatics, right on cue Amelia: right Jac: you want a life, go do something about it Amelia: I already told you I'm not leaving Jac: we all will before you know it Jac: then we'll have no reason to stay in contact Amelia: we'll always have a reason Jac: How is it that Is has got it before you? Jac: she didn't need either of us at her party Amelia: I'm not Is, and guess what, I'm not Savannah either Jac: Yeah, you're not Amelia: they're gone and I'm not going anywhere, keep tipping your hourglass over and pretending like it'll be any different any time soon Jac: oh, fuck you Amelia: the bus stop is way too public for you Jac: you're not funny Amelia: it's not a laugh out loud kind of moment Jac: don't come here, get the next bus Amelia: I'm not going to, I've got 🎨 to finish Jac: Good Jac: because I would have to slap you even if it is a hate crime Amelia: you'd try Jac: I'm not fucking bragging, I wouldn't know what else to do Jac: I don't, these days Amelia: me either, I would still stop you though Jac: maybe Amelia: try it Jac: I'm not saying I want to either Jac: just leave me alone Amelia: no Jac: I'll leave you alone Amelia: that's never been what I want Jac: then it can be a threat Amelia: yeah, and it existed ages before you bothered to say it Amelia: it's all I think about already Jac: You knew what this was before it started Amelia: and? Amelia: I still know what it is Amelia: that doesn't mean it's okay Jac: then you should say no Amelia: You knew how I felt before this started Amelia: I can't Jac: and I'm committed to being a shit person Jac: I can handle that, if you can't then you have to address it Jac: I'm not doing it for you Amelia: I got that, you're not doing anything for me today Amelia: in the cold light of Jac: That's how it's been from the start Jac: it's not changing Amelia: it did change, last night was different Amelia: for a bit Jac: you just want that to be true Amelia: you just want to keep lying and gaslighting Amelia: I'm not stupid Jac: I was so drunk I can barely remember any of it Amelia: no you weren't because if you had been there would be nothing to remember Amelia: nothing would have happened Jac: you don't like being accused of things, neither do I Amelia: the predatory lesbian angle is tired, that's all Amelia: so am I Jac: I didn't wake you Jac: your parents dancing 'round the kitchen like this is a rom-com did Amelia: I know that Amelia: and you knew what my parents are like when you decided to sleep in the guest room Amelia: maybe 🧔👩🏻👧🏻 is their rom-com Jac: needs must Amelia: exactly Jac: I didn't say shit about your parents Amelia: we're not fighting about them Amelia: why would you? Jac: Then can you get to your point Jac: because this is tiring, and unnecessary, agreed Amelia: I've made them Amelia: points multiple Jac: Cool, bye then Amelia: 👋 Amelia: I've got no interest in dating Savannah Moore Jac: That's good, she's straight and gone Amelia: you sounded just like her Amelia: everything she said to you, repeated more or less word for word to me Jac: So? Jac: and you don't know what she said to me, you weren't there, you have no idea Amelia: so goodbye then Amelia: you told me, remember, that she said how beautiful you were etc Amelia: you're becoming an echo Jac: It isn't the same Amelia: she hurt you because everything she said didn't mean that she wanted to kiss you, be with you, any of the things you wanted Amelia: this is the same for me Amelia: you'll never kiss me how Violet did, you won't even take my fucking coat when it's about to snow Jac: it's different because she's fucking straight and you know I'm not Jac: but if that isn't enough for you then yeah Jac: bye Amelia: I know loads of things but how can it be enough when you spend have the time trying to make me doubt them Amelia: half* Jac: There's nothing I can or will do about that Amelia: you could be honest with me Jac: I have been, for fuck's sake Amelia: no, you lie to hurt me, that's literally the opposite Jac: No, I've told you loads of things, things I haven't told anyone else, and you admit that because you know them Jac: what you want, Amelia, is for me to come out and declare my love for you Jac: and I have never, ever, said I would do that Amelia: what I want, is you Amelia: not the person you're pretending to be to everyone else Jac: If I could be that person still, don't you think I would Jac: I'd do it for me, not you Jac: it's like I'm dead Jac: there isn't a switch where I can just bring that me back, she's gone Amelia: sometimes you are, so even if there's no switch, there has to be something Amelia: I'm not that crazy and you're not that dead Jac: well if you work it out, let me know Amelia: obviously Jac: It's not the same Jac: you can say it's fucked Jac: but you aren't being led on Amelia: okay Amelia: I'm sorry Jac: it's fine Amelia: it's not, I know you don't want to talk about her Jac: it's not how you think it was Jac: no one else would get it Amelia: it's between you and her Amelia: I don't have to get it Jac: yeah Amelia: has the 🚌 come yet? Jac: I'm going to town instead Jac: I'll buy a cheap coat, don't worry Jac: but work is open 'til Christmas eve, and they didn't expect me to work after term-time, but I'm gonna go offer Amelia: did the 🤯💊 really work that well? Jac: I think it was the cold more Jac: and I still don't wanna be there yet Jac: you know how big a thing Christmas is with my family, everyone will be coming over from wherever the fuck they reside, it's too much Amelia: yeah Amelia: at least your uni app will benefit Jac: and my pockets Jac: no presents really means I could save up Amelia: not if you spend all your money on coats Amelia: I'll bring you one, I'm serious Amelia: to work or wherever you are now Jac: likewise if you waste all your time on me, your 🎨 will never get finished Amelia: my 🎨 is technically a bigger waste of time Amelia: and when I go to uni I won't have any time for it anyway Jac: but still, a really good grade will help you get there, even if the subject isn't totally relevant Amelia: I'm already getting a good grade in that subject Amelia: are you out of excuses why I shouldn't help you now or what? Jac: Ugh Jac: you're so stubborn, it's rich you're trying to have a go at me for it Amelia: you're just annoyed that I'm giving you something else, but it's a borrow Amelia: I'm not 🤶🏻 Jac: maybe God can be a woman but Santa categorically is not Jac: what does his wife even do? Amelia: discipline the elves because he's a soft touch, obviously Amelia: are you still at the bus stop then? Jac: no, the bus came, but they're pretty regular, even from yours 🏡 Jac: assuming they'll have me for this shift...you can meet me whenever you get to this part of town, they're really good at giving breaks Amelia: I'm familiar with the bus schedule, my parents don't drive me EVERYWHERE, just a lot of places Amelia: okay then Jac: you're an only child, it'd be weird if you weren't a bit spoilt Amelia: it would mean I was an accident but I'm literally the opposite so Jac: n'awh Amelia: at least they cherish me Amelia: you literally do the opposite Jac: 😂 Jac: you aren't a miracle in general you know, only to them Amelia: rude Jac: sometimes you have to hear these harsh truths Amelia: ear muff gay remember Amelia: you'll have to sign it Jac: [video saying something offensive that Amelia should remember lol] Amelia: 😂 Jac: 😏 Amelia: Jess doesn't deserve all the free advertising he'll be getting on this bus ride but I'm not going back for my 🎧 Jac: You're so common Amelia: after what you just signed Amelia: hypocritical Jac: unless someone has their 👀s on your screen, I'm fine Amelia: or on you as you did it Amelia: which they probably did Jac: this bus is packed Jac: fucking Christmas Amelia: people look at you, it doesn't matter where or who else is around Jac: you make it sound like I'm something special Jac: people look at you too Amelia: it's not the same Amelia: people are usually looking at me because I'm doing something I'm not supposed to Jac: nah, it is Amelia: 😳🚏 Jac: you'd notice if you weren't so busy looking at me Amelia: if that's the criteria I don't want to notice Jac: such a line Amelia: No, you're SO nice to look at, is a line Jac: I know you're too much of a 🤓 to ever think you're smooth Amelia: I haven't got the misplaced confidence of a teenage boy, if that's what you mean Jac: you aren't your ex, yeah Amelia: I fucking hope not Jac: all the girls I've seen you go for Jac: have really dark hair Amelia: I guess Jac: and are ethnically ambiguous, but like, more noticably than I am Amelia: where are you going with this? Jac: it's just what I've noticed Jac: you have a type but it isn't me Amelia: or you are my type and they're not Jac: I knew you'd say that Amelia: because it's true Jac: saying I defy all types would be more of a line Jac: so I'll believe you Amelia: Do you want to get ☕ with me? Jac: I can't Jac: like, genuinely Jac: we got up late, now I'm here begging for work, I better actually do some Amelia: okay, I'll bring it to you Amelia: and there'll probably be loads of people from school everywhere anyway Jac: yeah Jac: loads of people in our year reckon they're trying the pubs Christmas eve Jac: as if half of them look serve-able Amelia: are you going to go? Jac: I don't think so Jac: it's just for the brag of getting in and getting served, they're especially militant this time of year Jac: easier ways to get drunk we use every other day of the year Amelia: true Amelia: but you do love a competition Amelia: and a brag Jac: if I wanted to get served that bad, I'd go to my granda's Jac: I dunno Jac: are you gonna go? Amelia: I doubt my mum will let me break tradition for that Jac: of course Amelia: though I should probably go see your great grandad before they notice how much of their drinks cabinet we raided Jac: 😬 Jac: can't exactly break my no present rule to buy them a bottle or two Amelia: that'd be offensive, you won't break it for me Jac: spoilt brat 😂 Amelia: we missed a really good show 🎸🎵 Jac: I can't believe you're listening to it out loud Amelia: of course you can Amelia: it's exactly the kind of thing I'd do Jac: I'd be so embarrassed Jac: I'd move Amelia: if you were here I'd be able to steal your 🎧 Amelia: you never forget anything Jac: it's not hard Amelia: I was rushing Jac: you just really wanted a ☕ right Amelia: why else Jac: indeed Amelia: I can't believe how hard creepy editor is going with some of these close ups Amelia: it's really ruining it for me Jac: disgusting Jac: I won't be tuning in Amelia: if only it was so easy for you to avoid him in person, right? Jac: it's pretty easy Jac: though unfortunately he keeps all his music crap downstairs so Amelia: have I ever mentioned how great it is being an only child? Jac: 😒 Jac: fuck off Amelia: 😂 Amelia: I'm going in the wrong direction to Jac: I punched the wrong sibling though Amelia: what? Jac: not close enough to clock the concealer 👎 job editor Amelia: you did that? Jac: yeah Amelia: what happened? Jac: he tried to stop me going out Amelia: why? Jac: 'cos he's an idiot Amelia: okay Jac: I didn't think he'd actually try to stop me Amelia: it doesn't seem like something he'd usually do Jac: everyone's stressed Jac: obviously Amelia: has he tried to stop you since? Jac: I think we've mutually done our best to ignore each other Jac: it was a while ago, actually Jac: after your birthday Jac: time is weird Amelia: Jac Amelia: that was ages ago Jac: not THAT long ago Jac: what's your point? Amelia: I don't know Amelia: I feel stressed now Jac: why, you didn't punch him Jac: or make me Amelia: 😕 Jac: Come on Jac: calm down Amelia: this bus doesn't have a calming atmosphere Jac: how many screaming kids Amelia: they're the majority Jac: ew Jac: I have too many cousins Amelia: me too and I don't have hardly any in comparison Jac: I'm dreading it Jac: xmas Amelia: I wish we could just skip it Jac: same Amelia: my parents think I'm oblivious to the fact they're planning to use their New Year's party to set me up with someone Jac: that's cute Jac: how have they even found another gay for you Amelia: they've found more than one, it'll be a speed dating event with my entire extended family in attendance Amelia: that's not cute Jac: no, it's not, it's weird Jac: but I was trying to be polite Amelia: you're nicer to my parents than you are to me Jac: you'd have a go at me if I weren't Amelia: 🤔 Jac: what are you 🤔 about Amelia: if I should have a go at you for acting like I have a go at you all the time Jac: go ahead and answer your own question Jac: then you'll have a go at me for making you have a go at me over whether or not you're always having a go at me Amelia: 😣 Jac: 😏 Amelia: am I? Jac: just now Jac: but I treat you like shit so if you weren't it'd be more damning Jac: not before Amelia: oh great Jac: what do you mean? Amelia: I mean what I just said, I'm thrilled to hear that Jac: 🤨 Jac: okay Amelia: Where do you want me to meet you? Jac: I'll come out Jac: you remember where it is, my work Amelia: Yeah Amelia: I only have a couple of stops left Jac: I thought you were getting me coffee Amelia: there's a place right near there, I remember that too Jac: fair enough Jac: carry on Amelia: I'm not THAT hopeless at geography Jac: your memory is decent, you can have that Amelia: thanks Jac: don't mention it Amelia: 🤫🤐 Jac: I'll pay you back, for the coffee Jac: can't afford any more gifts from you Amelia: feel free to put the money in my coat pocket when give it back Jac: good idea Amelia: maybe I'll find something else I had no idea was in there when I do the search Jac: knowing you Amelia: yeah, a miracle, we all know ✨ Amelia: next year I'll just get you one big 🎁 Amelia: then we can have ☕ together Jac: if you pull 🥖🐟 out of your pocket, that's gonna seem more disgusting than miraculous Jac: at least next year, we'll both be able to drive Jac: and this will all be that much closer to being over Amelia: I'll actually know what I'm doing with my gap year if buts and maybes, that'll be weirder Jac: will it be backpacking in Thailand or building orphanages in Africa Amelia: my parents would still prefer 🥖🐟 Amelia: so if they get their way it'll be neither and nothing Jac: if you're gonna do it you have to do it properly Jac: or it's just a waste of time Amelia: the entire point is to waste more time after 🎓 and before 🤓💻📝 Amelia: it's a stalling tactic Jac: 🙄 Amelia: 😏 Jac: you're gonna be 2 years older than half your class by the time you get there Amelia: so? Amelia: it's not a speed dating event either Jac: so they're all going to seem really immature Amelia: boys always are Amelia: I've coped with that all through school Jac: Uni is about not dealing with that Jac: having a fresh start Amelia: exactly, I'll be there to 🤓💻📝 Jac: yeah right Amelia: not much of a fresh start otherwise Jac: exactly, you aren't going to have a personality overhaul in a year or two Amelia: 😂 Amelia: I'm thrilled you don't think 💔 has changed me Jac: only for the worse, obviously Amelia: you sound like my mum now Amelia: she's texting me 'please don't act like this when your grandparents arrive tomorrow' Amelia: like what? 🤶🏻 okay Jac: ooh, no 🥛🍪 for you Amelia: 🥺 Jac: you'll be fine Jac: just don't ruin christmas by being gay Amelia: that was last year's drama Jac: precisely why you don't need to go for 2 Amelia: why I'd find a new way to ruin it if I was going to Jac: 👍 Amelia: it was Is who copied you, I'm fine with letting you do your own thing Jac: they'll be too busy to care Jac: and not talking isn't ruining anything Jac: enough loudmouths running about Amelia: if you leave it at that Jac: what else would I do, shit in the christmas pudding Amelia: punch one of your other family members Amelia: just an idea I pulled out of nowhere though Jac: only if they get in my way Jac: which they're unlikely to do now Amelia: Jude isn't Amelia: getting in your way is her number 1 skill Jac: and mine happens to be avoiding her Amelia: it's in the top 10, I don't think I'd put it first Jac: I've managed not to punch anyone since Jac: it's fine Amelia: you were threatening to hit me not long ago Amelia: but alright Jac: because you were threatening to get in my space Jac: everyone just needs to leave me alone when I tell them to Jac: it's not hard Amelia: it's my fault, that's really what you're going with? Jac: yes Jac: you were going to get in my face when I explicitly warned you not to Jac: I didn't just attack you, and I didn't just attack Jess Amelia: okay Jac: fuck's sake Jac: it's alright for you all to push me and ignore my boundaries Amelia: because I can't keep up with what your boundaries are Jac: no, you just think you can push through them Amelia: no, you keep moving close to me and then away Jac: and you only accept one of those Amelia: so do you Jac: whatever Jac: this is pointless Amelia: any time I try to do anything that looks remotely like moving on, you know exactly what you do, so don't pretend this is all me Jac: I weren't talking about that Amelia: no, you were talking about how much you want me to fuck off Amelia: come outside and I can Jac: [does] Amelia: [we giving her this coat and coffee like okay bye as if we didn't come all this way/have anywhere else to be, oh gal] Jac: [kissing her on the cheek like we would've done without thinking as friends but now it's a big deal, but then running like bye] Amelia: [we're all dying and running away nbd]