A bit different from my MO, Linked Universe!
My thought was, if the links get to meet each other- why not the Ravios?
So here’s the ‘original’ ravio, named Merchant! He’s a bit skittish, preferring to lob arrows or provide support for his brothers. He’s hiding a few sercets under that cute hat. But the big one is that….he never actually saved his Lorule (in his eyes) and had to have help.
Sheerow also travels with him bc you can pry that bird from his cold dead hands
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the guy in the seat next to me on the plane was wearing a gown which was weird to me for two reasons:
1. it was about 2°celsius where the plane took off and his dress had a slit that went up to the top of his thighs so i can’t imagine it was warm enough
2. it was a two and a half hour flight, which i know is not that long but i can’t imagine that dress was too comfortable, i mean i was wearing jeans and a button up and that was one of the worst decisions i have ever made
but he looked marvellous though and he was really nice so no complaints there
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Day 7: Vil Shoenheit/Leona Kingscholar from Twisted Wonderland
this ship being this high up is a product of the current hyperfixation. i got into twst a couple months ago, and theyve had one of my fave character dynamics overall. like. yall. they literally flirt with each other in canon. i take screenshots. i have proof.
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Mary doesn't object to Holmes raiding her wardrobe in the slightest, but she would like him to acknowledge that wearing any of her dresses in public is automatically ridiculous because he's a full foot taller than her.
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⬐ @hopegained ⬎
" get down! "
They were supposed to be infiltrating a party, of all things; those were the last two words that Alisa wanted to hear. The next thing she knew, she was pinned against the wall in a dark corner, mind racing a mile a minute. Crap… had someone figured out that they weren’t exactly who they said they were? Was that why he was hissing at her to duck down, out of sight?
God, why had she even agreed to this? She should have questioned the plan and she damn well knew it. An arms dealer like this, opening his home to guests like this? Well, granted, they were tracking his drug shipments more than anything, and Alisa had managed to pass very easily as someone looking for biotic-enhancing drugs, but… She’d never expected this to be as convoluted as it was.
She could hear footsteps coming their direction, and they definitely weren’t where they ought to be. They had to think fast, and that meant coming up with some kind of cover story. Alisa knew what was easy, but whether he’d play along or not… Now that was the difficult part.
“Okay, okay. Quick thinking. We—snuck up here for some privacy, and if we get caught, that’s that. Just—I don’t know, push me against the wall and kiss me, or—something.” That made sense, right? And if they kept it convincing enough, they’d be able to play it off. “And make it convincing,” she opted to add.
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