#i'll be joining my writing group shortly

[fallingformatt]

SINCE WE’RE PLAYING GAMES M.S.

Matt x fem!reader

summary: what happens when you try to cheat your way to win a game of twister?

warnings: SMUTTTTTTTT! unprotected sex, slight bdsm.

word count: 2.5k

a/n: Yall are some freaky fucking fucks… over a thousand notes on my post? Yall are insane, im so thankful for yall dirty minded ass people. I truly did not expect that to happen on my second post ever. And thank you all for almost 300 followers yall are the GOATS!!!

Let me know if I should write a pt. 2 for FIRST GLANCE M.S. available here

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I'm currently at the triplet's house. The sun is setting, casting a beautiful orange hue to the living room where we all are sitting, drinking some drinks, and just talking. The music in the background isn't loud but I can hear it clearly.

"I'm bored, let's do something fun," Matt says looking down into his half-empty cup. "Well I don't have any ideas," Chris shrugs his shoulders. "I have an amazing idea," Nick yells, startling me. "Nick, you scared me, I almost spilled my drink," I say out loudly slapping his shoulder. "Please ask me what my idea is, please, please, please," Nick tries to plead to make us ask him what his idea is.

"So what is ur 'amazing' idea?" I ask looking at him with a serious face. "We're all gonna play twister," Nick says ecstatically clapping his hands together like a kid. "No Nick, we are not playing twister, we're not five," Matt says annoyed. "Oh look I'm Matt, I'm so tuff and boring, I don't like to have fun," Nick mocks Matt, making me and Chris laugh.

"Well I don't know about y'all, but I'm tipsy, there's no way I could play twister right now," Matt says tugging on the collar of his black t-shirt, his eyes from across the room to meet mine, sending butterflies to my stomach.

I've always had a little crush on Matt, but I never really did anything about it, because I didn't want to ruin the friendship between us. I mean yeah, sure I would sometimes tease him, wearing something revealing, making his eyes wander to places they shouldn't, for example, today, I was wearing short, low-waisted shorts and a small leopard print baby tee, but I knew that, me doing something with Matt would probably change the dynamics of the group as a whole, so I left it as is, hoping my crush on Matt would sooner or later die down.

"You're just scared that you'll lose, so I have a proposition, whoever loses takes a shot of vodka," Nick says proudly. "That's the dumbest thing I have heard in my life," Matt says crossing his arms. "Well, as far as I know, five-year-olds can't drink vodka, so who's the five-year-old now huh?" Nick defends his idea. "We all are a bit tipsy so the chances of you winning are fair, you're just a pussy," Nick says trying to provoke Matt. "Yeah Matt, don't be a pussy," Chris joins in. "Okay, that's it, we're playing, and I'm going to win," Matt says and smiles confidently. Nick claps his hands excitedly as he stands up and walks to the pile of board games that are stacked on a shelf above the TV.

"Found it! Y'all are going down, I hope y'all like the taste of losing, because y'all are gonna be licking the L's shortly," Nick says with a devious smile. "Okay, this one's clearly had more than enough to drink," Matt says as he facepalms.

Nick sets up the game, laying the playing pad down on the floor and placing the spinner next to the mat. "So, who wants to go first?" Nick says grinning. "I'll go," Chris answers and bends down to spin the indicator. "Right foot on red." He says out loud and steps on the playing mat. We all take our turns and the game is starting to get intense.

"Nick you are going to lose," Matt says his voice getting higher at the end of the sentence. The poses we are in are criminal. We are four, grown adults standing on this little mat, meant for children. At this point in the game, the slightest movement could make us all fall down. "Chris, you look like a deformed frog," I say as I'm laughing, almost snorting. Chris's right foot is still on red, his left foot is on blue, his right hand on blue, in front of his left leg, and his left hand is in front of his right leg. Nick is chilling in a comfortable position, meanwhile, I'm stretched out, so close to fall.

We all spin a few times. When all of a sudden Chris loses his balance and falls. "Hah, it wasn't even your turn, you're out, take a shot," Nick yells, happy that he's still in the game. "This is so annoying, 100 bucks on Nick falling next," Chris says as he takes a shot of vodka. I'm now in a compromising position, both of my hands are on red and my feet are on green and yellow, my position is leaving my ass high up in the air. Nick is now barely staying in the game.

"Nick it's your turn," Chris says out loudly, the alcohol he's had, making him unaware of the volume he's speaking in. Nick spins the spinner, "right hand green," Chris says. As Nick tried to move his hand, he lost his balance and fell. "Fuck," he yells out as he stands up. "Where my money at?" Chris says as he hands Nick a shot of vodka.

"Spin it," I say to Matt, and he does. "Left hand red," I say and Matt starts to move his left hand. Now both of his hands need to be on red and the only place in order for him not to fall is on either side of my hands. As he moves over me he brushes against my ass making me lose my balance slightly. Placing his hand next to mine, his head is now next to mine, "sorry," he says quietly, his hot breath brushing against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

It's now my turn and if I don't think of something quickly, I'm going to lose. I look over my shoulder to see what Chris and Nick are doing, they are currently in the kitchen getting some drinks. My lips move making a small grin, this is perfect.

As I reach for the spinner, I pop up my ass, making it brush against Matt's crotch. "Right hand red, looks like I'm safe for now," I say as I turn to Matt, a smirk appearing on my lips.

After taking my turn, I move back, again brushing against his crotch, now feeling something hard. "Don't do that," Matt says in an almost moaning tone. "Do what?" I say looking at him. "Don't try to act all innocent," he says in a serious tone. "It's your turn," I say, a smile plastered on my face.

Matt takes his turn and spins the spinner, "left foot green," He says, looking at the spinner. As he tries to move, I once again pop up my ass, making him brush against it once again, the tension on his crotch getting too much for him, making him lose his balance and he falls. "Ha, I win," I say as I stand up clapping my hands together. Nick and Chris rush over to the living room.

"Did Matt lose?" Nick asks. "Yeah because she cheated," he says, anger and frustration can be heard in his voice. "What did I do, that counts as cheating?" I ask, raising one eyebrow, as a smirk creeps on my lips again, knowing he can't say anything without explaining him further. "Nothing," Matt murmurs. "What's that? I couldn't hear you," I tease him. "I said, nothing," Matt raises his voice, standing up and storming off to his room.

"I am too drunk for this," Chris says throwing up his hands as he turns around and heads to his room. "Can you help me clean this up?" I ask Nick, and he nods kneeling down.

We cleaned everything up and put the game back in its place. "You ready to head to bed?" Nick asks. "You go, I'm going to come later, I'm going to check on Matt," I say as I start walking to Matt's room. "Goodnight Nick," I say smiling. "Goodnight." He answers.

Without knocking I open the door to Matt's room. "Hey, you okay?" I ask as I look at him. He's sitting on the edge of his bed looking straight at me. "I was waiting for you to come in, want to play a game?" Matt says. "Sure, what game?" I ask unsure what game he had planned.

"Since we're playing games, let's play a game you can't cheat in," he says a smirk creeping on his lips. "Simon says, close the door," Matt says. Oh shit, we're already playing. I close the door not moving an inch. "Simon says turn around and lock the door," his voice getting deeper. I do as he says. "Simon says turn back around and stand in front of me," he says. As I turn around, about to walk in front of Matt, my eyes meet his, his eyes grow dark and his lips form a slight grin.

"Simon says strip," he says his tone getting even deeper, a hint of lust accompanying his voice. "What?" I ask, my voice slightly trembling. "You heard me, Simon says strip," he repeats. I start off by taking off my baby tee throwing it on the ground leaving my upper body fully naked. I slip out of my shorts, letting them fall to my ankles before stepping out of them. I pick up my head to look at Matt, he stares me up and down licking his lips.

He stands up and walks closer to me, his hands move my hair to one side of my shoulder, then proceeds to leave a wet kiss on the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hand reaches over my body, touching my neck as he stands behind me "Left hand red." He says as slides his hand down my neck stopping at my breast. He massages my boob, pulling on my nipple making me moan.

"You like that?" He whispers in my ear. I don't answer. "Simon says answer," Matt says as his other hand slides down into my panties, pressing his finger against my clit before rubbing circles, making me moan. "Yes Matt I like that," I say as I throw back my head resting it on Matt's shoulder. He pulls out his hand, "Simon says turn around," Matt says and as soon as I do, he smashes his lips onto mine.

Matt wraps his hand around my waist taking small steps, leading us to his bed without breaking the kiss. I brush against his clothed cock, rubbing it slightly before I feel a slap on my hand making me break the kiss, I look up. "Nuh uh," Matt says shaking his finger, "Simon didn't say," he smirks and pulls his black t-shirt over his head throwing it to the ground next to my clothes.

He removes his belt, sliding it out of the belt loops of his oversized jean shorts, making them slide down a little, revealing the band of his boxers. He looks at me before moving his gaze to my hands.

"Simon says, extend your hands." His voice was demanding, I brought out my hands, and he grabbed them and put them together before wrapping and tying them together with his belt.

Matt puts his hand on my hips pushing them back, guiding me backward. As I take steps backward, I eventually fall on his bed. He crawls on top of me, spreading my legs with his knee, making space for himself.

He yanks up my hands by the tied belt, pinning them above my head, immediately, Matt attacks my neck with his lips, leaving a trail of kisses from my neck to my breasts, he kisses softly, slipping in a few bites. His hand slides up my thigh, stopping at my heat, his thumb starts to draw circles on my clit.

"Matt," I moan out. "Shhh, we don't want Nick or Chris hearing us do we?" He says looking up at me, taking his lips off of my breast. I shake my head in response and he smirks, "good girl," he says as he continues to rub circles on my clit his lips now moving back from my breast to my collarbone to my jaw before meeting my lips.

"Matt," I moan out as I try to pull my hands out of his grip. "Matt what?" He says as his hands push harder on mine, making sure I can't move. "Please, I need you," I whimper. He lets go of my hands and pulls away from my clit, making me let out a whimper from the loss of contact.

I immediately bring my hands down to my clit and start rubbing circles on my clit, pleasuring myself. As he unbuttons his jeans, he notices my hands, he grabs and pins them above my head again. "Are you gonna make me punish you?" He says his voice filthy and dark. "No," I say, shaking my head and looking at him. "Yeah, be a good girl for me," Matt says practically growling.

I move up and down my hips trying to get some relief as I watch him undo his jean shorts pulling them down, his boxers with them making his cock spring out, hitting his lower abdomen, precum glistening on his tip. Matt looks at me, "see what your little strategy to win did to me," he says raising his eyebrow.

"Please Matt, I can't take it anymore," I say as I scoot closer. Matt moves on top of me pinning my hands again, his other hand sliding my panties to the side before aligning himself with my heat. He pushes his cock in slowly before pulling it out almost completely, then pushing back in hard. "Oh- my- god- Matt-" I moan out between thrusts, his hand moving over my mouth to muffle my moans.

Matt fastens his thrusts, with each thrust going in deeper, making me moan out loud, he leans into my ear. "That's it, sweetheart, take my cock so good," Matt growls, pushing in me deeper than ever, his tip hitting my g-spot with every thrust. "Mmmm Matt you feel so good, I'm close," I moan out feeling my climax creeping up tension building in my stomach.

Matt moves his elbow next to my head, positioning himself so he's able to thrust even deeper. I arch my back as the pleasure takes over my body. His quiet moans landed in my ear, his hot breath sending me over the edge.

"Matt, I'm about to cum," I moan out. He smashes his lips onto mine in order to contain my moans as he plants a few more thrusts before I feel my walls tighten around his length, feeling the knot in my stomach releasing, my climax coming over me, I moan into the kiss. His hips continue to move as he thrusts in me a few more times before planting his cum inside me groaning, breaking the kiss.

He pulls out falling next to me, turning his head to look at me. "Who won?" He says smirking. "I did," I answer smiling, knowing this will piss him off. "Can you untie me?" I say as I shake my hands. "You didn't say Simon says," Matt answers teasing me back. "Simon says round two," I say as a devilish smirk appears on my lips.

I guess I won't be heading to Nick's room tonight.

[fromgoy2joy]

I have been… biting my tongue from saying things. 

Partially because I’m not “really Jewish” (on the way to it via conversion), and because I didn’t want this blog to be political. 

But I realize I want this page to be a safe space. If anyone takes issue with what I’m about to say, I don’t want them on this page. 

I joined the college jewish community very shortly after 10/7 and was immediately welcomed in. There was no separation between me and the girl who had gone to orthodox shul all her life and was the head of the state youth group. I was told explicitly  “you are one of us. And together, we are mourning. We have lost our people and so have you.” 

Still I felt no authority to speak on things as insidious as antisemitism until recently. But how many times do you have to experience an antisemitic incident until you get to stand up? 

Six. The answer is six. 

Since explicitly aligning myself with Jewishness, I have lost friends who told me I have “dual loyalties” in so many words. I’ve been ostracized in events because we were singled out . I’ve been followed back to my dorm room from events by people hurling genocide accusations at me- white girls wearing keffiyahs who don't know anything about the Nakba when I try to connect with them about how awful it was.

My face was used in a local “fight jew hate” campaign” where I’m in a group of people with clearly middle eastern descent. But what circulated around my campus was my blonde hair and blue eyes, with people using laughing emojis.

“This is who we’re supposed to be defending!? Bitch please! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣” 

(Which is perfectly ironic because they singled out the person who wasn't ethnically Jewish and focused on her. )

Campus security and the disciplinary office knows me quite well from all the reports I've filed whether for me or other people.

I leave campus for breaks. Even though I’m returning to my highly Catholic conservative family, I breathe a sigh of relief. I don't have to look over my shoulder constantly or check myself in the surroundings I'm in. I already feel the dread about returning in January.

What hurts is the blindness- the lack of nuance- that is being given. Every single Jewish person at my school is not a self described zionist, other than that they acknowledge Jewish indignity to the land, and that there was a reason for the creation of Israel- not even justification in the current state or the matter it came about.

But they- and we- shouldn't have to prove ourselves. We shouldn't be debating if we should fundraise for Gazans (we are) in case someone accuses us of "lying about our intentions" or if we'd be pointed out as "the good jews!" They shouldn't have to have a tab open on their computer for Israeli passports, even though they desperately don't want to leave the United States. I shouldn't have to wonder whenever I'm at a synagogue "If I get killed here in a terrorist attack before being immersed in the mikvah, will I get a Catholic or Jewish funeral?"

But that never mattered. Our voices never did. Unless the antisemitism came from a high school dropout neo-nazi with a shaved head and swastika jacket, it's never going to matter.

I will never forget- even as I advocate for Palestinians, call for a ceasefire, and donate. Or any other cause where I'll be marching besides these activists I can never call well meaning.

I could go on and on about it. But I won't be able to write it out in this post.

All I know is when the counsel of rabbis ask me if I'm ready to be apart of an unpopular group, I'm going to have to fight myself from laughing at the question

[icedragonlizard]

More information on the three new dream friends for the "Friendship Really Does Shine Like A Star"

If you've yet to read the AU, here's the link for it.

Anyways... this post will provide more info for Gryll, Drawcia and Prince Fluff in this AU! More specifically, how they interact with each other and how they interact with the rest of the dream friends.

You know how in my normal verse, all the dream friends in a wave are buddies? That the wave 1 dream friends are all pals with each other? Same for the wave 2 dream friends being pals with each other, as well as the wave 3 dream friends being pals with each other?

That stays true for this AU. Those friend groups still exist in this AU. And not just that, but these three are a friend group together as well!

Yes. Gryll, Drawcia and Prince Fluff are all buds with one another.

They met and grouped up before they joined Kirby and the rest of the dream friends. This group started by Gryll witnessing a portal open up that Drawcia came out of, and then they both saved Prince Fluff from being subdued by the cult shortly after he left Patch Land to start his quest in helping out. He was incredibly grateful to the both of them for saving him, and that's how these three became buddies.

The bond between these three grew stronger over time. They introduce each other's interests to each other. (Gryll is into board games, magic and trickery, Drawcia is into art of course, while Prince Fluff is of course into yarn and everything else going on in Patch Land)

Gryll and Drawcia are a duo of lunatic women that love causing tomfoolery together. Or at least, to an extent. Sometimes, Drawcia can get ahead of herself, and Gryll has standards and will try to get Drawcia to stop if she goes too far. But otherwise, they love having fun together. Drawcia helps Gryll become a more artistic person.

Gryll is basically a 'big sister' figure to Prince Fluff. She teases him a lot, although she also drags him out of his comfort zone to have some fun. She also respects him a lot for being capable of governing the land he hails from. They like each other's level of spunk, and Gryll lets Fluff playfully mess with her little onion minions sometimes.

Drawcia can either be considered another 'big sister' figure to Fluff, or she can be considered an 'aunt' figure instead. Either way, lol. A lot of collaboration of art and yarn stuff going on between these two. Drawcia was eager to help innovate Patch Land with more paint, and while Fluff was hesitant at first, he relented and gladly allowed it.

Drawcia has grown a soft spot for both Gryll and Fluff to the point she's protective of them. If you hurt either of them, she'll destroy you. Both Gryll and Fluff definitely appreciate her very much for that.

Kirby loves all three of them as he's super glad and thankful that they joined him on that big adventure. Fluff has always been buds with Kirby, and that's still going on strong! Gryll nowadays loves doting on Kirby and gives him noogies. Drawcia became friends with Kirby during that adventure, and they've been on great terms ever since.

Now, how do these three interact with the rest of the dream friends? I'm to begin going over that! Although I'm not going to write dynamics for how they interact with all of them on an individual basis... that'd make this post insufferably long, so I'll do lots of summarizations and mention highlights that are worth mentioning.

Gryll gets along very well with some of the other ex-villain dream friends. She's especially close buddies with Marx and Magolor, as she's their favorite candidate of a third person to form a mischief trio with. She's friends with Taranza, too, as they got together for their overlapping nature interests. Susie is a little bit more distant by comparison, but she and Gryll also get along pretty well by virtue of the mutual friends they share. Gryll likes Daroach as well, as the two of them have a knack for deliberately pulling fast ones on each other.

Most of the team doesn't have any real issues with Gryll. Dedede, Bandee and Meta Knight are fine with her. As are Adeleine, Ribbon, Gooey and the animal friends. The dream friend that Gryll gets along with the most poorly is Dark Meta Knight, as she sometimes pranks him and he hates it. He hates Marx and Magolor for annoying the heck out of him with emo jokes, and Gryll's joined them in doing that.

When the Mage Sisters joined the team, they came to like Gryll! The one that Gryll gets along with the best is Flamberge due to sharing similarly high energy. They all enjoy Gryll's cackle, as it's alike theirs.

Drawcia is by far the most contentious one out of this trio when it comes to interacting with the other dream friends. While she's "redeemed" in at least being friends with Kirby, she's still an incredibly morally grey and unhinged person to the point it puts some of the team on edge about her. Combine that with the fact she has by far the most unhinged laughter out of anyone in the team and that she's huge in size (she's literally just as big as wasp Sectonia), a lot of the other dream friends are honestly pretty afraid of her.

That even includes Adeleine. Despite the fact that she and Drawcia have the thing in common where they're both really into art, she's honestly still a bit uncomfortable of the gigantic paint sorceress. The banshee laughter and chaotic tendencies of Drawcia is more than enough to put even the fellow younger human artist quite on edge.

Prince Fluff is unafraid of her because she saved him when he was under attack.

The only ones in the team that aren't afraid of Drawcia at all are Marx, Susie, Taranza, Daroach and DMK. Among them, Drawcia has been able to form friendships with Marx, Taranza, Daroach, and a decent acquaintanceship with Susie. Marx enjoys Drawcia's levels of unhinged-ness, Daroach thinks she's quite cool, and Taranza likes her because he likes big scary women ahahahahahahaha. Susie being best friends with Taranza allows her to get along okay with Drawcia.

Imagine Magolor hiding behind either Taranza or Susie at the sight of Drawcia.

When the Mage Sisters switch sides, they aren't really afraid of Drawcia. Or... mostly. Flamberge and Francisca are fine with her. Zan Partizanne on the other hand is cagey around Drawcia, because she's weak to paint. And she remembers when Drawcia kicked her butt HARDCORE when she was still the enemy. So uh.... lololol yeah!

Prince Fluff was very curious to know all of the various dream friends. He grew to like many of them! He of course remembers Dedede and Meta Knight back in the day, and he's come to quite like Adeleine, Ribbon, the animal friends and Taranza. He ESPECIALLY loves Bandee and Gooey. Fluff considers both of them to be his homies.

That being said, Fluff is a little bit conflicted when it comes to the ex-villain dream friends excluding Taranza. He likes Taranza for having similar royalty vibes like him, but the others put him on edge a little bit. He's weirded out by the behaviors of Magolor and Susie. He's a bit uncomfortable of Daroach and DMK due to their shady aura, and he especially thinks Marx is too much with his wildly chaotic nature.

Which makes it ironic that he's buddies with Drawcia, but again the reason why they became close is because she saved him from getting rekt by the cult one time.

Fluff got pissed off at a few of the pranks that Marx pulled on him.

But Fluff knows that Gryll is friends with some of these other ex-villains, and so he tries his best to not be rude around them. Thankfully, Gryll became courteous enough to help Fluff keep his distance around some of them, especially Marx. In fact... Fluff even came to the decision that he doesn't really want Marx, DMK and Daroach to visit Patch Land. Marx and DMK for self-explanatory reasons, and Daroach out of fear that he might rob from Patch Land.

Honestly, even after the Mage Sisters joined the team, Fluff is still not a fan of them. He was EXTREMELY angry when they kidnapped Kirby while they were still the enemy, to the point he's had a hard time forgiving them for it. He's accepted them for at least wanting to do better now, but he still doesn't really want to be near them, and he wouldn't really want for them to visit Patch Land either. That he's still cagey around them because they kidnapped Kirby shows how much he stans Kirby!

After Forgotten Land, Elfilin came to like Fluff and Gryll. He thinks Drawcia is terrifying, however. Whoop. Sorry to Drawcia that she failed to make a friendship with Elfilin. She's kinda scary and mean.

I think that's basically it for this post.

Out of my AUs, I think "Friendship Really Does Shine Like A Star!" can be considered one of my more ambitious ones since it's massively rewriting Star Allies' events, slightly rewriting Forgotten Land, and introducing a whole new dream friend wave during Star Allies' events.

Thanks for reading if you did!

[highladyariane]

i found your blog my accident but i also hate cc and didnt read the book, would you mind just do a quick rundown of important stuff that happen with the acotar characters? like those that are important for the next book, sorry if this is annoying feel free to ignore me i just refuse to read that book

I would actually love to do that for you while this is all fresh in my mind! I feel like this is going to help multiple people, and also me when the next ACOTAR book comes out in 2 years.

I'll only cover the parts that are relevant to the ACOTAR world because it's a long book. I don't know if people reading this will have any knowledge of CC, so I'll try to keep it to the ACOTAR knowledge, but I might forget sometimes.

There will be spoilers under the cut!! Also, I don't like Bryce, so buckle up for some salt.

Interrogation:

Shortly after arriving in Prythian, Bryce is taken away by Rhysand to the Court of Nightmares. Azriel and Amren join him for the interrogation.

They all start questioning Bryce about where she's from, why she's here, why she's covered in blood, how did she get the lost sword Gwydion, etc. Bryce is being evasive about most of the answers, and a big part of why is because they're fae and they're asking her a lot of questions. If you haven't read any CC books, Bryce hates the fae, and it's deeply annoying to me.

Bryce tries to bullshit them at some points, but Azriel can tell when she's lying.

Amren tells Rhys to look into her mind, but when Rhys ask Bryce if he can look into her mind, she says no, so he doesn't. So basically, Bryce has plot armor from Rhys, which is also deeply annoying to me.

They all realize that Queen Theia and Pelias, familiar historical figures in Bryce's world, were originally from Prythian. Queen Theia used to be High Queen. I don't think this is important to Prythian in general, but Theia is Bryce's ancestor.

When Amren came out of her imprisonment, she also remembers rumors about a large number of people vanishing, some said to another world.

Rhysand says that they won't torture her for information and they also won't pry it from her mind. Bryce can choose not to talk, but Rhys can also choose to keep her here until she decides otherwise.

Bryce tells them about the Asteri, immortal beings from her world who take a tax on magic for their own nourishment and power. Amren makes the connection to the Daglan, who used to rule over the fae in Prythian centuries ago until they were defeated. Bryce tells the crew that the Asteri want to come back to Prythian for revenge.

During this interrogation, Bryce lies to the group about not being able to winnow, and Azriel says nothing about her lie this time.

Rhysand goes to get the Veritas Orb so that Bryce can show them the weapons the Asteri use, which she does (it's guns and technology).

They give Bryce a little silver bean to eat that makes her able to talk their mother tongue and allows her to speak it too.

The spell on the translator bean triggers a reaction from Bryce's back tattoo, and it starts glowing. Amren realizes that the writing on her tattoo is the same as the writing in the Book of Breathings. Azriel says, "Explain, or you die."

Amren tells Rhysand to bring Nesta in the interrogation room. When Nesta arrives, she says that Bryce carries something that is Made other than the sword, which we know to be the tattoo (the tattoo is actually a magical Horn).

The tension starts getting worse, and eventually Rhysand calls it a day, saying that Bryce needs rest. They leave her alone, but they don't give her back Gwydion and they take away her phone.

The "escape":

Some of this information we don't find out about until later, but I try to include it in chronological order to make it easier.

The ACOTAR crew makes a plan to get information from Bryce by isolating her with Nesta and (a hidden) Azriel. Rhys takes a guess that she'll try to escape, and they can use that.

We don't know how much time passes while Bryce is locked up, but she says it's a few hours. She eventually winnows out of her cell.

It's very important to note that there are a lot of monsters under the mountain of the Court of Nightmares.

Bryce has a star on her chest, and it glows. The beasts seem to stay away from it. Bryce figures out that the light of her star is leading her somewhere.

Bryce walks for what she assumes are hours, and eventually falls asleep. When she wakes up, Nesta is there to offer her water. Nesta says that they knew the moment she escaped, and she's here to escort Bryce back to her cell (this is a lie).

At first, Bryce tries to escape. Before she can, Azriel (still hidden) stops her and triggers the cave to collapse so that Nesta, Bryce and him are cut off from the cells, forcing them to go the other way.

Bryce mentions that her star is pointing a certain way, and Nesta tells her to lead on.

Travelling :

They travel for hours (days? they sleep at some point) and adventures happen, some of which I won't mention.

A Middengard Wyrm shows up (yes, like the one that Feyre fought when she was still human).

Bryce saves Nesta's life from a trap.

Azriel eventually reveals himself. He not only brought Truth-Teller, but also Gwydion with him. I feel like this only happens for Bryce to get the weapons, because why would Az bring them both with him when it makes him uncomfortable to carry both at the same time?? Seriously, they make a point to tell us multiple times how uncomfortable it is for Az.

At some point, Bryce wounds her hands and knees on purpose. She lets her knees heal, but not her hands. She’s using her blood to draw the Middengard Wyrm to them so that she can escape Nesta and Az. When Az starts asking questions about her hands not healing, she plays the awful dad card: “The man who fathered me used to burn my brother to punish him. The scars never healed for him, either.” As you can imagine, this resonates with Az, who lets it go.

Nesta asks Bryce about her star because it’s shaped like an eight-pointed star. Nesta is asking about it because it’s the same shape as the bargain tattoo she used to have on her back.

The Middengard Wyrm finally takes the bait, and Bryce ditches Nesta and Az while it starts to attack. As Bryce is running away, the Wyrm gets scared of Nesta’s power and backs down. Nesta plays dead, taking a guess that Bryce will come back. When Bryce stops hearing the sounds of fighting, she feels bad about leaving them behind and comes back to save then. When she gets there, Nesta and Az tell Bryce that they want her to play bait so that they can kill the Wyrm.

During the Wyrm fight, the Wyrm somehow eats Nesta’s power. To kill it, Nesta puts on the Mask and uses Ataraxia. Az has to talk her down by mentioning the people she cares about: Cassian, Gwyn, Emerie, Feyre, Elain and Nyx. Nesta then takes off the Mask.

Nesta and Az finally reveal that this was all part of the plan, that they waited for Bryce to escape so that they could follow her. Nesta also reveals that she has seen Bryce’s tattoo before, and not only because of her former tattoo: Nesta saw it in the Prison when she went to get the Harp.

Everyone is angry with everyone.

At some point, Nesta promises to give Bryce her phone back if she helps with the traversal of the tunnels. When Bryce does get her phone back, they all have a conversation about what it is and what it does, including that it can hold 1000+ songs and take pictures.

Nesta, Az and Bryce bonus chapter:

Bonding time!

Nesta tells Bryce about her horrible mother and how she would probably hate who Nesta has become.

While they're discussing mothers, Bryce asks Az about his. Nesta jokes that, "Az never talks about this mother, and neither will our friends, so I'm guessing she's even worse," to which Az responds, "My mother is anything but awful." Nesta starts to apologize, but Az says he doesn't want to talk about it.

Nesta asks Bryce to play music on her phone, and Bryce chooses Stone Mother (folk music).

Bryce plays them at least one song from each genre of music. Nesta has to cover her ears during the death metal song, but Az seems to like it. Nesta likes the classical stuff the most out of everything. Both of them are intrigued by club music.

After a while, Bryce tries to ask about their magic, but Az shuts her down. She asks about mates, because she knows that Nesta has one, but Az says he doesn't have a mate or a partner.

Bryce asks Nesta about becoming fae, including her now immortal lifespan. Nesta says she's still getting used to it, and then asks Az how he deals with it. Az says, "Find people you love - they make the time pass quickly. Especially if they'll forgive your occasional snapping at them over things that aren't their fault." Nesta then says, "Nothing to forgive, Az."

Az adds, "And I've been told having children makes the time fly, too." Nesta rolls her eyes, but Bryce sees a gleam in them. Nesta then says that she wouldn't know how to raise a child since she was raised by a terrible mother. Az says that just because her mother was terrible, doesn't mean Nesta will be a terrible mother.

Nesta admits that her mother was even worse to Feyre, and yet Feyre has turned out to be a perfect mother.

They listen to music until the phone battery runs out.

After the phone dies, Bryce can hear Az humming the Stone Mother song to himself, and she "could have sworn even the shadows danced at the sound."

The Prison:

The gang gets to the Prison and the doors close behind them. Az wants to go get Rhys, but Nesta points out that it would take a long time and they’re not sure if he would be close enough to hear them.

They get to the room with the eight-pointed star, the place where the Harp was. They can’t enter because of the wards, but Bryce can because she has a special amulet. She tricks Az and enters by herself. Nesta decides to watch what happens and not go in immediately. A little later, they all enter in the room through magic, so it doesn't really last long.

Nesta tells Bryce about the Harp being able to move between physical places and that it can stop time. Bryce asks if there was ever a Made object called the Horn, but they haven’t heard of one.

Bryce steps onto the star, triggering a kind of hologram of Silene, Queen Theia's daughter. She starts telling them her story.

Silene’s story (lore time):

The important players are: Queen Theia, her two daughters, Helena and Silene, her general Pileas and the Asteri (the Daglan).

When Az sees Silene, he says that she looks like Rhysand’s sister.

For five thousand years, The Daglan ruled over the High Fae of Prythian, and in turn the High Fae ruled over the humans. The Daglan taxed their magic to sustain their own power.

The Cauldron was an artifact from Prythian that existed before the Asteri arrived here, but they modified it so that it wouldn’t be just able to create, it would also be able to destroy. Then, the Daglan made the Dead Trove with the Cauldron: The Mask, the Harp, the Crown and the Horn.

Theia stole the Trove, which helped her take back the Cauldron from the Asteri. While they had the Cauldron, Theia's husband made Gwydion and Truth-Teller.

They defeated the Daglan.

Queen Theia became High Queen of Prythian along with her husband, the High King. She ruled over the territory where the Prison currently is, which used to be the Dusk Court.

However, Theia was hungry for power. When her husband was dying of old age, he wanted to pass the crown to their daughter Helena. Because Theia didn't want to give up her crown, she and her general Pelias arranged her husband's murder by a monstrous beast.

After his death, Theia took Truth-Teller and Gwydion. And then, she took the Trove.

Without recounting the whole story, I can’t stress enough how bad Theia, Pelias, Silene and Helena were. They all started ruling over the people, and the people had no choice but to bow to them. Theia and Pelias then decided that this wasn’t enough and that they needed to conquer other words.

Their council refused because they didn’t want to become conquerors. However, Theia and Pelias made plans in secret and, with the Horn and Harp, opened a door to Bryce’s world. There, they met an Asteri (at the time, Theia didn’t know that Asteri = Daglan).

When Theia, Silene, Helena and Pelias realized that this world already had humans, they conquered them too. The humans couldn’t fight back, obviously.

Pelias was a traitor and sold out Theia and the Trove to the Asteri.

Theia sent her daughters to spy on the Asteri, and they discovered that the Asteri were actually the Daglan.

With the help of Hel (another world), the fae and the humans, they began a war against the Asteri, while the Asteri put Pelias in charge of their army.

Their resistance was losing the fight.

Theia decided to open a portal to Prythian, but not to get help. She opened it to save Silene and Helena. Theia split her power in three and put a third in Helena, a third in Silene and a third in Gwydion.

Theia didn't survive her next fight, and Helena stayed behind in Bryce's world to allow Silene to escape with the Trove and Truth-Teller.

Silene did escape, and she didn't keep the portal open for all the innocent people near the portal. She heard them begging, and still did nothing.

Silene eventually married the High Lord of the Night Court and erased all evidence of the horrible things that she, her mother and her sister did. To conceal the Dusk Court mountain and everything in it, Silene brought horrible beasts to it and locked them in cells. It became the Prison.

Winged horses, originally from the Dusk Court, nearly went extinct.

We find out that Silene's High Lord wanted her to become High Lady, “as the other lords’ mates were,” which seems to imply that every court used to be ruled by both.

She keyed the wards of the Prison to her bloodline and passed on this knowledge to her sons, who passed it on to their sons, and to their sons, etc. This knowledge was lost at some point.

Fun fact: the starlight thing that Rhysand has? It’s from the Dusk Court, it’s part of Silene’s power. It’s the “light of the evening star, the dusk star.”

The Aftermath:

Az wants to go get Rhys immediately.

Nesta figures out that Bryce is the Horn and that this is the reason that she can travel between worlds. They really spell out how dangerous it could be for Prythian if Bryce kept opening portals, especially with the Asteri wanting to come back.

Az tries to go get reinforcements against Bryce, but she stops him. Bryce also realizes that Silene left the power Theia gave her in the Prison, and that she can take it because she’s from the same bloodline (on Helena’s side).

Nesta says that Bryce has to let them bring their High Lord (Rhys). Bryce says, “To do what? Lock me up? Cut the Horn out of my skin?” and Nesta answers, “If that’s what’s necessary. If that’s what it takes to keep our world safe.”

They fight and, at some point, fall down in a void. Bryce finds a crystal coffin with a woman inside, sleeping. The fight is about to resume, but they wake up the woman in the coffin.

The woman in the coffin is an Asteri named Vesperus, and she’s “muahahaha” level of evil. Slaves, power, conquering, all of it. So of course, Bryce frees her because Vesperus says she’ll answer her questions. Because that’s such a good fucking idea.

When she frees Vesperus, Bryce takes back Gwydion from Az by summoning it to her. Nesta and Az want to attack Vesperus, but Bryce tells them not to… so they don’t. Once again, the plot armor is strong.

Vesperus does say that that the Asteri pooled their power and “imbued those gifts into the Cauldron” so that it would work their will. Then, they bound the very essence of the Cauldron to the soul of this world. This means that destroying the Cauldron would destroy this world, one cannot exist without the other.

It turns out that freeing the “muahahaha” level of evil Asteri isn’t a good idea because she still wants to conquer worlds and feed on the magic of her slaves. Who knew, really.

Vesperus starts to fight them, and Nesta, Bryce and Az have no choice but to fight back.

We find out that Truth-Teller has other powers that Az doesn’t know how to use.

We find out that the Asteri hid pockets of their power throughout the lands in case or emergency, one of which is here in the Prison.

Vesperus even goes, “You should have killed me when you had the chance.” No shit, lady.

During the fight, Bryce summons Truth-Teller to her. With Gwydion, Truth-Teller and her power, Bryce significantly weakens Vesperus, but doesn’t kill her.

At this point, Az tries to immediately kill Vesperus (thank you, finally), but it doesn’t work. So Nesta pours her power into Ataraxia and kills her.

Bryce is very angry that they killed the no-good, evil Asteri, because for some reason, she was under the impression that Vesperus was going to give her all the answers she needed to fix the problems back in her world.

Nesta and Az seem very unimpressed by this. Bryce goes, “Trust me, I know better than you guys what the Asteri can do,” to which Nesta responds, “Then you have even less of an excuse for your actions.”

Az wants to get out of here and bring Bryce back with them. Bryce starts using the Horn to get out of Prythian with Gwydion and Truth-Teller. Az pleads with her not to leave, and he’s particularly fixated on Truth-Teller.

Nesta says, “You’re as much of a monster as they are.”

Bryce says, “Love will do that to you,” and goes back to her own world.

Fuck you too, Bryce :)

The Collateral:

A lot later in the book, after a lot of shenanigans, Bryce returns to Prythian (House of Wind) with her parents and her mate. She has a plan that she’s going to ask Nesta for the Mask and leave her parents here as collateral. It also means her parents will be safe from the Asteri, which is really good.

Her parents are unaware of this, by the way.

At first, Nesta does not want to give Bryce the Mask and also asks Bryce to leave Truth-Teller before leaving. Rhys is already on his way, and Nesta tells her to leave before he arrives.

Bryce pleads with Nesta and says she will return both the Mask and Truth-Teller after she’s done with them. Bryce does more pleading, offers her parents as collateral, and even asks Nesta to take her parents even if she won’t give her the Mask.

Nesta takes a leap of faith and gives her the Mask.

Just as Rhysand gets there, Bryce leaves with her mate

Her parents stay in Prythian.

Ember and Randall bonus chapter:

Note: Ember is Bryce’s mom, and Randall is Bryce’s dad.

So, Rhysand gets to the House of Wind and he’s very angry.

They give Ember and Randall a translator bean.

Nesta, Rhys, Amren and Cassian go into another room to argue, while Azriel stays with Bryce’s parents.

Rhys says that Nesta had no right to make this choice, especially because it puts their entire world in danger. Nesta says that she had every right because the Trove answers to her, and also because Bryce’s pleading resonated with her. Nesta wanted to give her the edge she needs in the fight against the Asteri. After what Bryce did, Rhys is of the opinion that Nesta should have killed her on sight.

Ember and Randall are brought into the room. They tell them about their version of events, meaning that they didn’t know what Bryce was planning.

Ember says that they won’t cause any problem while they’re here. Rhysand says that he’s not concerned about them causing problems, he’s concerned about Bryce. She already proved the lengths she’s willing to go to for the people she loves, and he wonders if she would betray Prythian to save the people she loves.

They end the meeting, and Amren tells Nesta to pray Feyre changes Rhysand’s mind before they meet the next day.

Ember and Nesta bond that night.

In the morning, Rhysand, Cassian and Nesta come to the House of Wind. Nesta’s head is bowed, and both Rhysand and Cassian look angry.

Ember stands up to Rhysand to defend Nesta. It breaks the tension, and everyone calms down a bit.

Randall and Rhys bond.

We find out that Feyre did intervene on Nesta’s behalf.

We also find out that, according to Nesta, Cassian is actually the one who is the most furious with her out of everyone.

Nesta and Ember bond again.

The Return:

After Bryce is done with the Asteri problem, she comes back to the House of Wind. Cassian, Nesta, Ember and Randall are all there.

We learn that Randall and Rhys bonded over being overprotective fathers.

Bryce gives Nesta the Mask and Truth-Teller.

We also hear that Rhysand and Azriel have not being happy with Nesta’s decision about the Mask, but Nesta stands by her choice.

Ember says goodbye to Nesta, who started seeing Ember as a mother figure.

Before leaving, Bryce gives Gwydion to Nesta, saying that she thinks it should go to her. Bryce doesn’t think it’s a coincidence that Nesta had an eight-pointed star as a tattoo on her back.

The end!

[starlit-seadragon]

Day 19 - Taken

The Eorzean Alliance is yet young, though it has many allies.

Some of them are a little closer than others expected.

Set early post-SB

WC: 1453

Rated F for fluff?

My FFXIV Write Masterpost here.

Nanamo was the first to notice.

Had she not been seated next to Lord Aymeric, she might have missed the exchange entirely. Though the mountains in which Ala Mhigo were tucked cooled the air significantly, the day was still hot. For their privacy, the doors of the meeting room had been closed, but the windows remained open, curtains billowing lazily in the desperately-needed breeze. Outside the palace, far enough away that they could not hear, people milled about, performing various tasks.

Beside her, Lord Aymeric straightened suddenly and looked away from the conversation. Nanamo fought the urge to stare. She had not considered the present topic to be an offensive one, but perhaps there was a cultural difference with Ishgard that she was not aware of. She had a mind to inquire about it afterwards─and then watched him break into a radiant smile that was gone from his lips a moment latee but remained in his eyes.

Curious, Nanamo followed his line of sight.

Out the window, the Warrior of Light was walking past. When she caught Nanamo's eye, she waved. Nanamo waved a small hand back.

On her other side, Raubahn leaned forward.

"I must apologize, Your Grace, for not being engaging enough company to keep your focus," he teased.

"Your apology is accepted, Raubahn," Namao replied archly. "Pray rest assured you have my full focus─I merely chanced to espy our friend Shirayume through the window and was returning her greeting."

The other Alliance leaders turned in their seats to peer out the window. Now red-cheeked and smiling apologetically, Shirayume waved to them all. The leaders of the Alliance returned the gesture.

"Perhaps a short respite is called for" Kan-E suggested. "We have been in council for an extended period─a little fresh air and movement might do us good."

The group assented, agreeing to return at the next bell. Slowly, they rose, stretching and making small talk. Nanamo remained in her seat. Raubahn stood just behind his.

"Do you mean to remain here, Your Grace?"

"For a time, I think. I'll follow soon, Raubahn. I'd like to walk the garden. Pray take your leave."

"I should be glad to join you, Your Grace, when you do."

Nanamo smiled. "Then I shall meet you there shortly, my friend."

With that, he quit the room. Nanamo sat back in her seat and sighed. Though the long hours could be wearying, to have so many in the Alliance warmed her heart; these meetings gave her far less headache than did those of the Syndicate. With a prolonged yawn, she hopped down from her seat and rubbed her eyes.

Upon opening them, she noticed the Warrior of Light was still outside the window.

As was Lord Aymeric.

Shirayume beamed up at him, and he mirrored the expression as he spoke. She listened attentively, almost enrapt, one arm crossed over to hold the other, tail swaying gently back and forth. He was inclined towards her, bent slightly at the waist, lessening the distance between them. They did not touch as they spoke, but they stood so near to one another that a breeze could have pushed them into each other's arms.

Nanamo blinked, breath caught. She could not remember when she had last seen Shirayume smile so.

Footsteps announced someone's approach.

"Your Grace?" Raubahn asked. "Forgive me if I've disturbed you; I just wanted to see if you were all right."

Evidently, she'd been standing here longer than she thought.

Raubahn approached her, looking to where her attention had been focused. When he caught sight of the pair outside, he inhaled sharply.

Eyes still on them, he asked in a low voice, "Do you think they're...?"

"Without a doubt," Nanamo confirmed, turning her gaze back towards them.

"I must admit to some surprise. I never would have expected such a match."

Nanamo looked up at him. "No? Whyever not?"

Raubahn scratched his chin. "It feels somewhat foolish to say aloud, but given how long Ishgard had been absent from the Alliance, I expected it would take a longer period of time for them to 'warm to us,' so to speak."

Nanamo smiled. "They may still be warming to us, my friend. But I believe it quite apparent that Lord Aymeric has warmed to *her.*"

They did not hear other Alliance leaders approach until Merlwyb spoke behind them, "Well. That certainly explains the Grand Melee."

"Do you suspect it has been going on since then?" Kan-E murmured.

"For such a strong affection? It must have begun well before."

Kan-E nodded, brow pinched. "He seems quite taken with her."

"Can you fault him for it?" Merlwyb asked. "She has a way of disarming shuttered hearts."

"Has he the shuttered heart, or is it Ishgard who possesses it?"

"Well," Lyse drew out the word as she reached the group and joined their observation. Her cheeks widened with her grin. "I see their time apart has done very little to change their feelings for one another."

Nanamo, Raubahn, Merlwyb, and Kan-E all turned to look at her as one. The grin dropped off Lyse's face. A flush spread over her cheeks.

"...I don't suppose you could pretend you didn't hear that."

After a moment, Kan-E touched a hand to her chest. "Did they intend to conceal it indefinitely?"

Lyse huffed out a laugh. "Only from themselves. There's nothing happening between them. At least, I don't think there is. Though... Yume didn't really talk about what happened during their camping trip..."

"Camping trip?" The group echoed, brows raised.

A tense silence followed.

"Oh gods," Lyse muttered. She cleared her throat and raised her hands, fingers splayed in defense. Her eyes darted wildly between them.

"Look, it's really none of our business, is it?"

Merlwyb crossed her arms. "Ordinarily, I would agree. In this case, however, there is somewhat more at stake. The star can ill-afford its champion playing favorites."

Lyse's voice was hard and sharp as a blade. "She wouldn't. You know she wouldn't."

The silence that descended smothered like the heat.

Lyse scoffed. Her hands clenched at her sides "Has she ever given you cause to doubt her before? What of when she was an adventurer based in Gridania? Did she play favorites then?"

The other leaders exchanged a look.

"She did not," Kan-E conceded, slow and even-toned, "but this situation does not quite compare."

Lyse shook her head. "I don't believe this."

"Mistress Hext is right," Nanamo interjected. "We ought to trust in our friends and allies. We are all of us adults. Since Ishgard's rejoining of the Eorzean Alliance, Lord Aymeric has been naught but a staunch ally."

"A little before that, even," Raubahn admitted.

"And that aside," she continued, "Shirayume deserves our confidence in her. As our friend and hero, we owe her the benefit of the doubt."

Kan-E, Raubahn, and Merlwyb looked to the floor. Lyse leaned against the window sill.

"And... just look at her," Lyse said softly.

They did. Aymeric spoke with animation, and in response Yume laughed so heartily that a few other people around them turned to look.

"Even if it doesn't go anywhere..." Lyse said. "The Twelve know there's been enough misery lately... we can afford them a little bit of happiness, can't we? Just a little."

She threw them an imploring look. They acquiesed with tight smiles. Nanamo met Lyse's eyes with open regard.

"We should certainly make an effort to," Nanamo agreed. Lyse returned her smile.

The bell struck then.

All in the meeting room turned towards the open window to find Aymeric and Shirayume, looking back at them with disquiet. Only Lyse had the presence of mind to duck to the side, out of sight.

Their gazes held a moment longer before Shirayume's lips moved inaudibly. Aymeric turned to look at her and then nodded stiffly before walking away. Shirayume turned in the opposite direction. She did not look back to the window.

Moments later, Aymeric reappeared in the meeting room's doorway. His face was a mask of composure, the only sign of his discomfiture the redness in his cheeks.

"Shall we proceed?" he asked calmly as he took his seat. Without another word, he took up a quill and scanned the parchment in front of him.

The other Alliance leaders remained standing, staring at one another.

Finally, in strode Lord Hien, whistling an airy tune. He stopped short as he took in the scene before him.

With a hint of confusion, he spoke, "I... trust all had a pleasant and refreshing recess?"

Nanamo chuckled as she retook her seat. "Some of us more than others, I expect."

Aymeric froze, quill mid-air. Lyse smirked.

"But pray," she said. "Let us return to business."

[im-a-marion3tt3]

To Much

Phantom needs a break. Tw for unintentionally sh. This is kinda shitty but I needed to write something.

Tour was hard on everyone, all the ghouls and papa eventually only looked forward to going home. This was especially the case for Phantom. The stage lights had stopped being awe-inducing and now only gave him a migraine and stress. His fingers felt far more brittle as he played his guitar; the ache never seemed to leave anymore.

The end of the performance came sooner than he realized, mainly because he had zoned out after the second song, thinking about when he would finally get to go to bed. Even as he bows and heads off stage, his mind isn't fully there, finding it easier to cope with his exhaustion in this state of mind. That is until he gets confronted.

"Phantom, what the hell were you doing tonight?" Dewdrop snapped after they had changed out of their show clothes. He looked tired and pissed off, his hair looking much more messy than normal. They all were too tired at this point, a long nap and going home were over due.

"I played, what the fuck are you talking about?" Phantom muttered back, rolling his eyes as he ran a hand through his hair. He did have the energy for a fight right now but if that's what Dew wanted, he give him one.

"Yeah, you played but you sure as hell didn't perform! You're not some baby and more, you have to fucking pull your weight now. Jesus, why did Aether have to fucking leave, this is ridiculous!"

"Then get him back and I'll fucking leave! So sorry your Highness that my best isn't good enough anymore!" Phantom spat out before storming out of the venue before anyone could even try and stop him. He blended in with the shadows as soon as he hit the streets, making sure his demon form was concealed.

And just like that, he was gone. Having followed the sidewalk to a brightly lit up building. It smelled bad in his head but it would do for now. Here, he could nap unbothered. Phantom curled up behind a dumpster and quickly fell asleep, cold and uncomfortable but happy to finally get the sleep he so desperately craved. Dew's words rang in his ears, maybe it would be better if he was gone, then they could get Aether back.

Copia took longer getting ready to leave, having more to do and had to make sure the clergy knew of what went wrong during the performance. By the time he finally was ready to leave and met up with his ghouls, he noticed there was a stiff and uncomfortable whispering. Copia didn't know what happened but didn't really care, they were always up to something. Except, he started to get a little more nervous when he took a head count and found them to be one short. Phantom.

Shortly after, a screaming match started, fingers being pointed all while Copia looked on, a heart broken look on his face. He loved all of his ghouls and to hear the one away made him feel like a failure and question why he had ever been put in charge.

It was Mountain who realized Copia's facial expression. He hadn't joined in the fight either, being far to concerned that there was a little ghoul wandering the cold city streets alone. Carefully, he pulled Copia into a hug, holding him close to his chest.

"Just shut up!" Mountain eventually barked, a glare resting on his face as at the other ghouls with a frustrated expression, his horns sticking through his glamour as thorns started to grow off of them. He proceeded to yell at the group at how it was everyone's fault for letting him leave, for making him feel unwanted and for hurting papa in such a way. He had trusted them and they broke that trust. Thinking on his feet, he quickly paired them up and sent them out, figuring such a younger ghoul couldn't have gotten far. Mountain left Dew behind with Copia though, feeling as though Phantom might not want to see him.

It was Aurora who found him, curled up and still crying softly, a piece of glass in his hand and a small puddle of blood on the pavement. She noted that the blood came from his palm, he had most likely crushed something made of glass.

"Phantom! Oh for Hell's sake we've been worried sick," she muttered kneel down next to him and carefully grabbing his wrist to look at this hand. Phantom was not having it though, he snapped his hand out of hers.

"Jus g-go away," he stuttered out, something he only did when feeling big emotions. It made Aurora frown though, unsure of how to actually help him. So, she simply picked him up and tossed his over her shoulder, uncaring of his fighting. She was stronger than him by far and she was scared for it.

Phantom fought the entire way back to the building, noticing that their bus had already pulled up. Great, now everyone would be mad at him, he thought, a fresh wave of tears coming. It was a great surprise to him that instead of getting yelled at he felt arms yank him from Aurora and hug him tightly. It was papa.

"You simply cannot run off like that. You are but a kit still and had us all worried sick," Copia said in his thickly accidented voice as he held Phantom close. Phantom just held him back, crying softly into his shoulder, uncaring of the blood that got onto Copia. He just wanted to feel loved and needed right now.

"I know sometimes we say too much and feel too much but we all love you," Mountain said softly, having come in recently though stayed silent. He knew the other ghoul needed to feel loved and no one but Copia could heal the wounds from Dewdrops words.

[sometipsygnostalgic]

World vs Rise - Multiplayer focused breakdown

This is a crosspost from Reddit. I played some World this morning and had some monster hunter brainrot.

Hi all! So I have about 750 hours on my main characters in both games, and I've been playing them for 2 years now. I have some thoughts on the multiplayer components - what Rise improved on, and what World does better.

I have played base Rise on the Switch and PC, and I played Sunbreak on PC. Meanwhile I played World WITH Iceborne on PC. I played base World on Xbox One in the distant past, no memory of that experience so it shouldn't quality much.

I played both games with a group of friends, and played many many hours doing SOS, lobby, or solo, so I have a good idea of how the multiplayer works.

Anyway let's get down to it.

Story

World has... much more of a story. I refuse to say that it's "better" but I think the story presentation is much better than Rise's. Iceborne's story progression is more interesting, but I do appreciate how Sunbreak tried to write this story with all the Qurio and Malzeno. I do like Rise's final fight with Malzeno significantly more than Velkhana or Fatalis, but I think I like Shara Ishvalda and Nergigante more than any monster from Rise. As for the characters, they suck ass in both games, Rise has a lot more personality on the surface level but less depth overall and feels less like a large living world. That makes sense from an arcadey, nostalgic experience? I guess I prefer World's story... but I don't prefer playing it.

Multiplayer Story Progression

Rise DRASTICALLY improved this. In World I often would be forced to start a quest in "expedition mode", then have to leave and reopen the quest my friend could join, which was especially annoying when we were both starting the quest the first time and we'd have to wait for each other. I don't understand why it doesn't allow you to start quests or join them freely. In Rise you can join each other's quests at any point, no matter if there are story cutscenes or what. IMO this is an example of World's immersion getting in the way of a cohesive multiplayer experience.

Additionally, I need to say World has more "annoying" Key Quests. There are a number of quests where nobody will join SOS because you're fighting a Nightshade Paolumu, or a Brachydios, or one of the crappy Zorah Magdaros quests, and that one Velkhana artillery mission.

I believe that this is because the quests have one of these two factors:

You need to change your set for them. Nobody wants to fight Nightshade Paolumu or Brachydios with their normal set because it's too painful. But why would you have a specific set just to join these not very interesting SOS quests? Well, I made a set for Nightshade just because I find it so frustrating that my SOS feed is full of 'em! I should set up for Brachydios as well but honestly I find him annoying to fight even with the right tools, not my favourite.

Time spent on the quest. Velkhana artillery is like 30 seconds with three people, and Zorah Magdaros is about one minute of fighting to ten minutes of downtime so nobody ever wants to join it.

With Rise, there's less of these annoying quests, but you can't CONTROL what quest you are joining on an SOS, which has its pros and cons. I'll go more into that shortly.

Normal Multiplayer Pacing

I think that Rise is a much, much faster game than World. In base Rise on Switch, you had to run into a match and attack the monster as fast as possible or it'd be dead before your palamute got there. This is mitigated when you're playing with friends, you can take your time and collect as many spiribugs as you want. It's also somewhat mitigated in Sunbreak because the monsters are such heavy hitters that if you DON'T get all the bugs, you're going to faint anyway. I feel like the game is constructed to accomodate for this. That's why monsters in Sunbreak are so tanky and hard hitting, they expect you to go at them with your full arsenal ASAP.

The pacing in World is much slower, which originally drove me insane, but over time I've grown to like it. I think base Rise was great for how arcadey it was, and World is a nice slower paced game. Sunbreak feels... too intense. Like, I'm fighting for my life in every Anomaly quest and even when I rush the match takes a long time.

Joining World SOS quests is nice and easy, you can take your time collecting potions and stuff before hopping in, you can prepare for the specific monster. In Sunbreak if you're playing in a lobby or with friends it's nice and slow there too. If you're SOSing in sunbreak, good fucking luck, more on that now.

SOS Request Changes

In World, you see all available SOS quests and choose what one you want to do. The pros of this are YOU get to decide if you want to fight Rathalos in the Ancient Forest again. The cons are that it takes longer to join a quest, and the person SOSing may not get any help if they're fighting an annoying monster - see Multiplayer Story Progression section.

In Rise, you don't see what you're joining anymore.

Pros: Faster join time for player, less faffing around in menus, and you can get people joining your quests no matter what they are. People get rewards no matter how late they join. Great especially for Switch players with the higher playercount.

Cons: You can't choose what you're doing. You can't see what quests are active, how long they've been going, or how many players are in them. Often I find that I join a quest and it's OVER already and I'm booted back to the village. Often I choose a category and there are no quests at all.

Uber Mega Con: You have to INDIVIDUALLY SEARCH Event quests??? Hello???? Why can't I join a random event quest? Why can't I see what event quests are open?? I want to do the golden Rajang quest with other people!! I have to pray that either someone is running it when I search for it, or that someone will search for it when I'm running it! Why is the event quest SOS designed this way in Sunbreak?! It's not like that for High Rank and Master Rank!

I feel this worked best when the game first launched. It doesn't work great on PC or Xbox which has a lower playercount than Switch, and therefore you will have a lot of quests with four people and a lot of quests with nobody joining at all. I think matchmaking is also designed so that it waits til it has 3 joiners before letting you in all at the same time, which is infuriating.

Combat

Base World was designed for the immersive, technical multiplayer experience that the PS4 wanted to sell. It wanted the world to feel alive. Your character is quite slow and clunky and less elaborate than in Generations Ultimate, but smoother as well. Combat is updated but everything is more muted and toned down.

Monsters feel alive, and you need to track them down with research. They run around with quick small movements and "limp" away to their dens. This can be annoying if you're chasing a Tobi Kadachi for ten minutes before it reaches its next stopping point. There are a lot of monsters with fast, unchoreographed attacks that you have to fight in enclosed spaces. I think the game is a bit more claustrophobic than what came before, and your stamina meter is outrageously small, and you take a long time to drink potions. Let's not forget how annoying World and Iceborne can be before you've completed them and got that sexy double HP double stamina Fatalis armor with Speed Eater and Evade Extender.

Attacks from the player in World are faster than in prior games, but hard hitting and deliberate. I feel a lot of satisfaction playing Longsword in this game. Every single weapon is fun to use because of how good the impact is. Not all weapons are equal though, and it's clear the Longsword is very powerful.

People complain about the Clutch Claw. In World, this tool was an unreliable piece of trash. In Iceborne, it's... almost necessary, to tenderize and knock monsters down. But personally I feel that even a non clutch clawed monster in World falls down more quickly than any Anomaly monster in Sunbreak.

Rise was designed for the fast paced, agile, arcadey experience that the Nintendo Switch is famous for. It's PERFECT for the console. You can ninja-hop to whatever direction you wish, you have so many more options for every single weapon. You can hop on your dog and the monster is already on your map. You can change what style you're using every moment of the match! It's almost limitless and you can tell because of how crazy speedruns have gotten in Sunbreak.

As a result of these arcadey changes, however, monsters feel... less alive. Closer to Generations but without the paintball tracking stuff that makes it so fun (in MY opinion). In Sunbreak especially, you'll find you're wailing on some monsters for 25 minutes before they go down. I don't enjoy Anomaly Quests and it's very difficult to get people joining them at certain level areas. You'll be spending a lot of time alone, especially if your friends have been playing more or less than you and are in completely different levels, therefore being unable to fight the same monsters. I don't think there's many areas in other games that have the same problem of, if you spend too much or little time in a certain mode, you can no longer play together.

Buffs and Nerfs in Rise

Some weapons got do-overs. The Hunting Horn is now far more simple and aggressive, with less powerful but still useful buffs. The Longsword started off as ridiculously powerful in Base Rise, to the extent it was by far the best weapon. Thankfully it got nerfed, but I think they overdid it - instead of making the weapon more slow and deliberate like in World, they simply HALVED the damage output of all its base game special attacks and gave it a bunch of new powers so you'd have a whole new playstyle. I think the new Longsword playstyle is too risky, with too little gain. It looks stylish in youtube videos but is no longer optimal for most players.

Other weapons are buffed or nerfed because of how Sunbreak plays. The Hammer is a dogshit weapon, sorry, because monsters no longer keep their heads in one place long enough for you to get some good stun damage. Stun in general has been hard nerfed in Sunbreak. In Rise, Sticky Light Bowgun was a beast, so they made sure to keep the stun values for ALL weapons low in Sunbreak and you'd be lucky to get two stuns in a match, even with how much time is spent in combat now.

The Greatsword got some fun skills, but because monsters are more mobile, I feel that it doesn't keep up. You're likely to hit something with a TCS in World, but in Sunbreak most monsters will already be 20 metres away by the time you finish charging, even with the cool new switch skill that lets you instantly charge.

The Gunlance... it's way more mobile but I feel like you need to put in a great deal of work to keep up with other weapons. The blast damage doesn't do it in sunbreak. My partner became a Gunlance Pro but she was barely keeping up with my Switch Axe output even though frankly she's way better at the game than me and she spent dozens of hours perfecting her set.

The Switch Axe, my main weapon, is ASTRONOMICALLY buffed. I already thought it was good in World and Base Rise, and in Sunbreak it's just... *chefs kiss*... Swing that thing around and everything in the area dies.

It's certainly way less effort than Longsword or Hammer is now, RIP.

Monsters

Sunbreak has perhaps the BEST list of monsters in any game. You have Astalos, Mizutsune, Almudron, Chamelos, Velkhana, Amatsu, Azuros, PRIMORDIAL MALZENO, basically everything you could want. World had a problem where a lot of monsters were just... quadripedic dogs or dragons, dragons, dragons. It didn't have anything like Azuros or Astalos. It had Jyuratados though... Great....

I think that Rise's NEW monsters tend to be annoying. I just mentioned Almudron but fucking hell, that monster is a NIGHTMARE if you're playing Greatsword or any slow weapon. It leaves mud everywhere, which is meant to encourage wirebug use, but what if you don't like using wirebugs all the time? Magnamalo is another one that hops around everywhere but I do enjoy fighting him.

Of the monsters that didn't make the crossover, I think Nergigante is my favourite from World. I love the CRUNCH of hitting his spikes with my Switch Axe or Greatsword, or my Gunlance. I feel nostalgic for the raid bosses like Safi or Alatreon but it's not like I rush to go back to them whenever I load up World.

I also think due to the more arcadey, less immersive style of Rise, most monsters that are in both games are more interesting in World. With exception to Zinogre. Fuck World Zinogre. And fuck Teostra. Again the monsters in World have more fast annoying movements.

So yeah this is a win for Sunbreak!

Endgame combat and set building

I feel the non-anomaly Sunbreak monsters are less annoying than lategame normal Iceborne. I think tempered monsters in Iceborne are about the same level as anomaly monsters, but they go down much more quickly.

I think World had a LOT more going for it in endgame, because Sunbreak ONLY has anomaly quests.

Let me put it this way:

I completed Iceborne about 200 hours into World. Then I spent the next 500 hours doing a combination of Tempered Quests for my decorations, Safijiva, Fatalis, Alatreon, and of course the Guiding Lands. In the Guiding Lands I trained my land to fight every monster at least a few times at level 6. Was it grindy? A... little bit? It didn't feel that grindy. I had fun doing it because almost every step was done with my friend, and there was only a brief time where he was too high level and I couldn't go to his land.

Fatalis, I don't like. I couldn't beat it twice. Thankfully there was an exploit that allowed me to collect fatalis eyes with my cats, so I was able to build a few sets just from that. I used various methods to get the parts I needed.

I was able to build a set for every single weapon shortly after unlocking Fatalis. Yes, the decoration farming was a bit of a grind. However, I think that it was nothing close to what awaited me in Sunbreak...

I compled Sunbreak about 120 hours into the game? I really didn't spend much time in High Rank. Anyway, I spent the NEXT 600 HOURS doing NOTHING except for Anomaly Investigations, and I AM STILL NOT AT RANK 300.

Please send help. I never hit level cap. It's just... a combination of failed quests, the amount of time it took to gain a couple of levels, the time it takes to complete each quest... Save me!!

I also spent a lot of time trying to "perfect" my sets.

FYI - I have about 20 sets in World and they are all for different weapons. I have about 20 sets in rise and they are all for THE SAME WEAPON. That is how complex set building is in Rise, there's no "perfect" set.

This has some... pros? I guess? You are encouraged to try out different things. But honestly... I don't like the RNG involved in rolling for parts, and how you have to go hunt the monster again to get a new version of that part, then spend resources upgrading it for a different set. It's... too overwhelming. Too complicated.

Maybe I should've hacked in parts, to make this part of the game more enjoyable, but I was doing it with my partner, and she is very competitive so I didn't want to cheat. I also didn't want to be banned or anything for using hacked rolls.

When I completed BASE Rise on Switch, I immediately made a set for every weapon! It was fun. I was able to quickly join matches and try them out, and I'd always have the parts ready because of how simple it was to join matches when the game was at its most popular.

I think the biggest problem with Rise's endgame is that they didn't have enough development budget to make something as meaningful and deep as World's Guiding Lands, so instead they artificially padded it out with all these Anomaly Investigations.

Overall

My opinions on the two games shifted as I became more experienced. At first, it felt like Rise was smoother at everything, but when I put more hours into World, I got used to all the annoying parts and became fully immersed. Then when I put more hours into rise and Sunbreak, the cracks started to show, reaching a breaking point where I put down the game and haven't played it in months since the final monster released.

I think Rise is a better casual, arcadey, fun game to play with your friends, making it perfect for the Nintendo Switch. Sunbreak tries to be something more. It succeeds in some ways, like more complicated combat, but trying to be as hardcore in Sunbreak as you are in World will result in a pretty miserable experience.

World is the worse casual game, by a biiiig margin, but the much better game to sink 700 hours into with your friends beating all the endgame content. It's perfect for hardcore gamers once you get past the annoyances of the Base World story missions.

My more casual friends preferred Rise, it was more digestible for them, but once I got properly into the game, me and my hardcore MH friend much prefer World. It's more fun for us to go back to. It's nice and slow so we can take our time to enjoy it, rather than racing to complete objectives so we can continue grinding AR or whatever the fuck.

[twoidiotwriters1]

The Curse of Oenone (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: I need you to know that I headcanon Leo having a cowboy accent and that's how I usually try to write it -Danny Words: 1,906 Series' Masterlist Previous Chapter // Next Chapter Listen to: 'Walking Disasters' -by The Wombats

XLVII: Turn Down the Gospel Music, the Demons Are Still Here

The ceiling starts to collapse so Nico and Hazel have no choice but to transport them to the hillside near the River Acheron. It's a fresh morning, and the crew is safe and alive.

Leo stumbles, pale and shaky from shadow-traveling. "You know... I think I'll sit down."

They all sit to catch their breath, then Frank tells them what happened after they split.

"Frank is being modest," Jason intervenes after a moment. "He controlled the entire legion. You should've seen him. Oh, by the way..." He looks at Percy. "I resigned my office, gave Frank a field promotion to praetor. Unless you want to contest that ruling."

"No argument here," Percy smiles.

"Praetor?" Hazel beams at the boy.

"Well... yeah. I know it seems weird."

Hazel pecks his lips. "It seems perfect."

"Fitting," Ara agrees. "Having you as one of my right-hand leaders will be an honor."

The boy blushes and Leo pats his back effusively. "Way to go, Zhang. Now you can order Octavian to fall on his sword."

"Tempting," Frank smiles a little, then turns to Percy. "But, you guys... Tartarus has to be the real story. What happened down there? How did you...?"

Percy winces, reaching for Annabeth's hand. "We'll tell you the story. But not yet, okay? I'm not ready to remember that place."

Ara looks down and shakes her head. "It's my fault. There'll never be a way to make up for what I—"

"We're not blaming you," Annabeth cuts her off. "Closing the Doors of Death was something that had to be done. You thought it was your job but the fates had different plans..." The girl's eyes shine as she takes in Ara's appearance. "Your time here wasn't wasted."

Leo pulls her closer and smiles. "She's been nothing short of an atomic bomb with every bad guy we've encountered—she's all 'Hasta la vista, baby', and BOOM! Monster dust rains."

"That's a stretch," Ara blushes.

"I believe it," Percy smiles a bit.

"Look, our ride," Annabeth points at the ship approaching.

"That's my boy!" Leo says proudly, watching as the Argo II approaches them.

"About time!" Hedge shouts. "What took you so long, cupcakes? You kept your visitor waiting!"

"Visitor?" Hazel struggles to her feet.

"Oh, gods," Ara's mouth dries. "Reyna."

Ara didn't visit the Athena Parthenos during its time at the Argo II, she was too ashamed to look at it, thinking it would start berating her as soon as she got close. Now that it's standing on the hill, she looks at it in awe of its power and beauty.

"Incredible," Reyna mutters. "It looks newly made."

Ara thinks Reyna is just as impressive as the statue. She traveled alone with nothing but her pegasus and a sword, and still made it in one piece. If someone had told her Reyna was a goddess in disguise, Ara would've believed it.

"Yeah," Leo hums appreciatively from his spot on the grass. "We brushed off the cobwebs, used a little Windex. It wasn't hard."

"Hey, girls," Annabeth calls over to them. "Have some food. Join us."

The group is having a picnic under the shadow of the Argo II. Ara wants to nap more than she wants to eat, but she encourages Reyna to join. "C'mon, Praetor, you've had a long journey."

"All right," The group makes room for Reyna and she grabs a sandwich, staring at it before giving it a little bite. "So. Frank Zhang... praetor."

"Well, yeah. Field promotion," Frank hums, too focused on eating.

"To lead a different legion. A legion of ghosts."

"Reyna," Jason stays, "you should've seen him."

"He was amazing," Piper nods.

"Frank is a leader," Hazel states. "He makes a great praetor."

"I believe you," Reyna agrees. "I approve."

"You do?" Frank asks in surprise.

Reyna smiles shortly. "A son of Mars, the hero who helped to bring back the eagle of the legion... I can work with a demigod like that. I'm just wondering how to convince the Twelfth Fulminata."

"The legion will listen to you, Reyna," Frank replies. "You made it here alone, across the ancient lands."

"In doing so, I broke the laws of the legion."

"Caesar broke the law when he crossed the Rubicon—Great leaders have to think outside the box sometimes."

"I'm not Caesar. After finding Jason's note in Diocletian's Palace, tracking you down was easy. I only did what I thought was necessary."

"It's in your blood," Ara pokes the girl's back with her foot. "None of you can be denied of your right to be leaders. If your legion has a problem, they can talk to me about it."

Percy smirks. "There's that atomic bomb."

Leo and her brother chuckle like old buddies and Ara feels a mix of affection and concern. She likes that they're getting along, but it's a little worrying to think how they might team up to tease her in the future.

"So, the twenty-million-peso question," Leo says. "We got this slightly used forty-foot-tall statue of Athena. What do we do with it?"

"As fine as it looks on this hill, I didn't come all this way to admire it," Reyna replies. "According to Annabeth, it must be returned to Camp Half-Blood by a Roman leader. Do I understand correctly?"

"I had a dream down in... you know, Tartarus. I was on Half-Blood Hill, and Athena's voice said, I must stand here. The Roman must bring me."

"It makes sense," Nico responds. "The statue is a powerful symbol, a Roman returning it to the Greeks... that could heal the historic rift, maybe even heal the gods of their split personalities."

"Now, hold on. I like peace as much as the next satyr—"

"You hate peace," Leo interrupts Hedge.

"The point is, Valdez, we're only—what, a few days from Athens? We got an army of giants waiting for us there. We went to all the trouble of saving this statue—"

"I went to most of the trouble," Annabeth scowls.

"—because that prophecy called it the giants' bane—So why aren't we taking it to Athens with us? It's obviously our secret weapon. It looks like a ballistic missile to me. Maybe if Valdez strapped some engines to it—"

"Uh, great idea, Coach," Piper says. "But a lot of us have had dreams and visions of Gaea rising at Camp Half-Blood... Since we got back to the ship," she draws out her dagger. "I've been seeing some bad stuff in the knife. The Roman legion is almost within striking distance of Camp Half-Blood. They're gathering reinforcements: spirits, eagles, wolves."

"Octavian," Reyna scowls. "I told him to wait."

"When we take over command, our first order of business should be to load Octavian into the nearest catapult and fire him as far away as possible," Frank makes a face.

"That can be arranged," Ara crosses her arms. "But if Reyna is meant to take the statue, she can't do it alone. Some of us must go with her, to ensure the quest succeeds."

The thought of parting ways isn't happy, but they know Ara's right. Reyna can't transport the statue alone, and they can't spare the ship. "You're not going," Leo says, almost like an order.

Ara frowns. "Excuse me?"

Reyna intervenes. "Valdez is right. Your place is in the main quest."

"My place is wherever I say it is," she replies stubbornly. "Besides, Romans and Greeks here means a Roman and a Greek should go on your quest to keep things even."

"Yeah, but you're the Strategus, we need you for the big fight. I should go with Reyna," Frank says. "If I'm a praetor, I should go. Maybe we could rig some sort of sled, or—"

"No, Frank Zhang. I hope we will work side by side in the future, but for now your place is with the crew of this ship. You are one of the seven of the prophecy."

"I'm not," Nico points out.

"Nico—" Hazel starts, but he interrupts her.

"I'll go with Reyna. I can transport the statue with shadow-travel."

"Uh..." Percy frowns. "I mean, I know you just got all eight of us to the surface, and that was awesome. But a year ago you said transporting just yourself was dangerous and unpredictable. A couple of times you ended up in China. Transporting a forty-foot statue and two people halfway across the world—"

"I've changed since I came back from Tartarus," Nico says, unable to control his hostility towards the boy.

"Nico," Jason tries, "we're not questioning your power. We just want to make sure you don't kill yourself trying."

"I can do it. I'll make short jumps—a few hundred miles each time. It's true, after each jump I won't be in any shape to fend off monsters. I'll need Reyna to defend me and the statue," he locks eyes with Ara. "Please, trust me."

"My young brigadier, I trust you with my life." He scowls at her sarcasm, but Ara sees his soul light faintly glowing. "Nico is Greek and one of the best warriors I've had the pleasure to have under my command," Ara concedes.

"Very well," Reyna fixes her posture. "But there will be many monster attacks. I would feel better taking a third person."

"Coach Hedge," Frank offers quickly.

"Uh, what, Frank?"

"A satyr is of great importance in a quest, Percy," Ara intervenes quickly. "Hedge knows medicine, he's a good fighter and a good protector—Besides, the demigods under his care always reach camp in one piece."

"The coach is the best choice," Frank insists. "The only choice. He'll get the job done."

"A faun," Reyna raises a brow.

"Satyr! And, yeah, I'll go. Besides, when you get to Camp Half-Blood, you'll need somebody with connections and diplomatic skills to keep the Greeks from attacking you. Just let me go make a call—er, I mean, get my baseball bat."

As he hurries out of the scene giving them a brief but grateful look, Ara takes his seat next to Leo. "So that's settled! Mr Firecracker, can you pass me a drink?"

Leo hands her a plate of food and a juice box. Nico gets up and dusts off his hands. "I should go, too, and rest before the first passage. We'll meet at the statue at sunset."

"Nuh-uh!" Ara tosses him a wrapped sandwich. "Eat more!"

Nico curses under his breath in Italian, but he unwraps the sandwich and nibbles on it grumpily as he walks away.

"What's that about?" Percy raises a brow, mouth covered in chocolate syrup.

"What's what about?" Ara replies with her mouth full.

"You guys are friends now?"

The girl raises her brow. "Nico has always been my friend."

Hazel puts her plate down and interrupts their talk. "We're at another crossroads. The Athena Parthenos goes west. The Argo II goes east. I hope we chose correctly."

Ara looks around to confirm Janus isn't there. She ponders a moment before speaking. "I think it isn't a crossroad, Hazel. We're stuck in a straight path."

"One thing bothers me," Percy sighs. "If the Feast of Spes is in two weeks, and Gaea needs the blood of two demigods to wake—what did Clytius call it? The blood of Olympus? Then aren't we doing exactly what Gaea wants, heading to Athens? If we don't go, and she can't sacrifice any of us, doesn't that mean she can't wake up fully?"

"Percy, prophecies cut both ways," Annabeth holds his hand. "If we don't go, we may lose our best and only chance to stop her. Athens is where our battle lies. We can't avoid it. Besides, trying to thwart prophecies never works. Gaea could capture us somewhere else, or spill the blood of some other demigods."

Ara locks eyes with Leo. "Talking about prophecies... You need to hear mine."

Percy's expression shifts and she can almost hear his heart stopping. "You got a prophecy?"

"The General's ready for her sharing-is-caring session?" Piper puts her dagger away. "That means it's time for dessert!"

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[crownshattered]

|| Here's a layout for Kira's placement in the Penacony storyline~ (since everyone splits up a lot in contrast to the Luofu LOL!!) I haven't finished the new story release just yet, but once I do I'll add to this post!! If I accidentally mix anything up, PLEASE let me know~ Just a friendly poke would be super helpful!!

Kira doesn't really want to go to Penacony. She's still pretty overwhelmed after the Luofu. But I'm thinking Stelle and March (mostly March) dragged her along, so she's here XDD She goes into the hotel with everyone else (other than Dan Heng, ofc) and gets stopped at the front desk with the crew.

This doesn't fully add up, but since I actually write Stelle and can incorporate this into my portrayal of her, but Kira and Stelle share a room. Maybe Aventurine just so happened to have a hotel room with two dream-tub-things? Maybe they're like futons at real-world hotels and room service will bring up an extra tub if asked? Idk, this is the weakest part of my logic so just...bear with me here XDD Anyway, so Kira is there with Stelle when they meet with Aventurine in the hotel room. She was quiet during most of the transaction while Stelle was repeatedly like "Get out of my room"~

They decide to go to the Golden Hour together. So, Kira and Stelle go to sleep and end up in the Golden Hour. They met Firefly together, Kira went with them on the tour, but shortly after Sampo joined them she left XDD she's had enough of sampo back in belobog... So from then on (from hanging out with Sampo to going off with Firefly to that other area, then even to when Sparkle sent Stelle and Firefly to the Reverie dreamscape) Kira was on her own. (she didn't enjoy herself).

She's back in the story once everyone meets back up in reality. Since Kira shares a room with Stelle, the crew decides to have her go with Stelle back into the dreamscape with the guidance of Black Swan, who can't refuse. The three of them, then four once Acheron joins them, travel through the Reverie dreamscape to find Firefly. They travel together up until they meet Sam. Black Swan sends Stelle to Aventurine and Kira to the Golden Hour.

The group meets back up at the Clockie statue, and Kira's with them. From then on, Kira's with Stelle, March, and Himeko as they meet with Topaz and then Gallager (who she met when they helped Firefly). They went to the bar, then to the amusement park.

The crew all met back up together, and then they went to the amusement park again to settle things with Aventurine. Kira was of course with them and fought alongside them against Aventurine. After the battle, they were all sent to Dreamflux Reef. Stelle is with Firefly and then with Welt until they reach the "town". Kira is found first. She's out on the balcony, staring off a the black hole(?) in the distance. She's grateful to see Stelle again and even hugs her, and then they all go look for the rest of the scattered crew.

More TBA as I continue the story~

[mercurygray]

Hi, could you show me to the support group for Edith Eadig addicted readers?

I've been scouring every platform for Godwin fics until I found yours on here. Masterpieces, every single snippet, and I adore their story (as you might have noticed from my spam liking and reblogging).

I noticed that in the Godwin-centric fic, he and Edith really met in secret and engaged in a real sexual relationship, but that was never (I think) in the other ficlets. I'd be super interested to read their first real sexual encounter and how their relationship transitioned from fake courtship to "booty calls" (if I got that right).

I'd also love to read more about you headcanons for both of them -- pre-show and S1&S2.

I'm not sure whether you're even currently writing for them (ignore this if you don't), but if you do, could you write for Edith during Season 2? Perhaps the moment she realises Godwin is only using Aelfwynne for his own advancement? I'm not sure whether you'll have him marry Gytha or whether Edith can spoil his plans. If she can, perhaps you could write their meeting afterwards when Godwin has realised that he was crossed and cannot help but admire Edith's skill while at the same time also being in a terrible mood for not having achieved his goal?

I'm sorry, these are three and a half requests in a trenchcoat; let me know if you want me to send them individually!

HI HELLO WELCOME. You can join @muse-oleum (and maybe @therealvikingstrash?) on this adventure. This is a very small support group.

I'll start at the end - the reason I stopped writing isn't anything bad, just that my Netflix subscription expired shortly after the show aired and (while I did see all of S2) the slightly more plotty nature of that season meant it was really hard to go back and try to write fic without having the show to reference. :(

BUT that doesn't mean I can't try to answer your questions!

So this is interesting - because in my head, and I think in what exists on paper, they've never gotten to that level of physical intimacy. They've both thought about it, but never committed to it. (I know exactly which piece gave you that idea, though.)

I had thought that after the need to deceive Aelfgifu has passed, it would be natural for them to look at the lie they just spent a few weeks selling and realize they both weren't lying and then have sex. Knowing that Godwin does eventually marry Gytha, even before S2 aired, I also had thought that Edith might be his mistress for a little while.

Season 2 presents a problem in that regard, though. For starters - Aelfwynn was new. She kind of fills in the space Edith occupied in my fanon timeline. Godwin's love life was going to be a little crowded with the both of them there. If Godwin has this plan to make himself indispensable to Canute and undermine Emma by creating suspicion around Aelfwynn, a plan that it seems like he has been sitting on for a long time, if I'm interpreting the show correctly, it seems to me that he wouldn't stop to have or start that relationship with Edith. Too many loose ends.

It felt cleaner for them to have never gotten physical, for him to say 'okay, that's one thing finished, on to the next' and leave Edith sad, frustrated, and now highly suspicious. (Emma, of course, was out of town for all of this and has no idea it happened, so she skips immediately to 'oh so Aelfwynn is a thing now' and Edith never tells her about it. If Edith had said something, it seems to me that would be one more reason for Emma to be suspicious of Godwin quicker than she is.)

I did write one or two small things for season 2, which I think you've already ready - but I think I'd have to watch the show again to figure out where Edith is during Godwin and Gytha's wedding.

ALL OF THIS TO SAY - thank you for the compliment of saying you need a support group. That means so much to me.

[niemernuet]

since i can't decide what kind of kiss i want you to write about and i miss your writing way too much to be the one setting high bars, i'm just gonna request one of your choice for either ginodi and/or mauro&justin (there's still no ship name for them or did i miss it?) if that's fine for you😚💝

Thank you soo much 💕💕💕 and sorry for this awful delay (story of my life 😩). I could not decide so I had to do one drabble for each.

Prompt: Send me a Ship and a Number and I will Write a Kiss

Nr. 13: ...discretely pairing: Justin/Mauro (also still blanking on a portmanteau...) characters: Justin Murisier, Mauro Caviezel, Gino Caviezel, Marco Odermatt, Alex Fiva, Romain Détraz

The small group was in a secluded corner of the spacious foyer, their backs shielding most of what was happening around the small table. Most people did not mind them anyway as they were mingling around the bar, and enjoying the complementary drinks Swiss Ski had bribed them with to dress up today. Justin joined the men quietly by sidling up to Mauro. He was busy filming with his phone but still managed to put his free arm around his boyfriend.

“Wow,” he said softly.

Justin wrapped his arm around his chest, and grinned up at him. “Right?”

“I am in awe,” Mauro confessed, and gave him a quick, discrete kiss.

“I told you I can pull it off.”

“And how you can. Tell Daniel he has great taste.”

He kept smiling while Justin sucked in air. "That is outrageous!" he hissed. "You don't think I can dress well on my own!"

"That is not what I'm saying," Mauro protested. "I'm sure you dressed yourself all on your own. All I'm saying is that I know for a fact you don't own a tuxedo."

"Well, I'll have you know this is not Daniel's," Justin huffed.

"Then I apologise," Mauro answered, still smiling, and pressed a kiss in Justin's hair.

"How could I borrow it when he's here too? It's his brother's."

Mauro snorted as Justin winked at him, then he put his head against his shoulder to take in the scene playing on the other side of the small table. Gino looked more frazzled by the minute, and impatiently he pressed the button on his phone for another rewatch of the step-by-step tutorial about how to knot a tie. Marco looked on equally helpless while Alex and Romain, both sitting down to give their injured knees some rest, simply enjoyed the front row seats.

"I feel conflicted," Justin confessed after watching the spectacle for a while.

Mauro shortly let go of him to adjust the zoom of the camera before putting his arm around him again. "And why is that?"

"I'm afraid you're not really your usual, sensible self when it comes to your younger brother. I mean, someone should tell you to stop filming. Maybe appeal to your conscience, make you help him."

"You want me to stop filming?"

"Absolutely not, this is fucking hilarious."

Mauro smiled. "Thought so."

"Why is the bottom part longer now?" Gino exclaimed in frustration, and threw his hands up. "I did everything like in the video! This shit sucks, I'm just going without a tie."

"Come on, now, don't give up!" Alex laughed. "You're almost there. Here, I'll show you." He beckoned Gino to stoop down, and opened the tie again.

"See?" Mauro softly said to Justin. "He has help."

"No thanks to you!" Gino spat. "And I told you to stop filming!"

Justin and Mauro giggled, and Marco pre-emptively put his hand on Gino's shoulder.

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Nr. 17: …to distract pairing: Ginodi characters: Marco Odermatt, Gino Caviezel, Thomi Tumler, Loïc Meillard, Mauro Caviezel, Justin Murisier

"I did this last in Home Economics when I was 14," Thomi moaned, and looked over the ingredients scattered across the kitchen table and counter. "There's a reason why Svenja never lets me help when we have guests over. Couldn't you have asked Loïc?"

"Absolutely not!" Marco muttered between clenched teeth, and poked his tablet so hard as if he wanted to stab through it with his finger. "I've got enough of him when I'm cooking in the training camps. I can already hear him. I see your mistake. You bought chocolate chips from the supermarket instead of the Peruvian organic dark chocolate from this one shop in Martigny. Also your butter does not have the right temperature, and your whisking-technique is abysmal. Just let me do it, before you ruin it further."

Thomi grabbed the packet of butter, and turned it in his hand. "What temperature is butter supposed to have anyway?"

"I'm sure it doesn't matter," Marco said, and leant the tablet against the window sill. "According to Betty Bossi this is the best chocolate muffin recipe in the world. We have about two hours, so we better get going. First, we have to preheat the oven."

He knelt down in front of the oven, and eyed the dials. “Maybe I should have baked them at home,” he muttered, and turned at the various knobs until the oven awoke with a soft murmur.

“I think this might be quite easy after all,” Thomi said as he read over the recipe. “We only have to melt the butter, mix it with the eggs, mix in the dry stuff, and pop it in the oven. Sounds easy.”

“That’s what I say,” Marco answered, and stood up again. “Okay, can you melt the butter in the microwave? I’ll crack the eggs and measure he rest.”

“Easy,” Thomi said, as if to encourage himself, and grabbed the kitchen scales. While Marco cracked one egg after the other into the bowl of the food processor, and painstakingly fished out all the shells that had fallen in, Thomi opened all the drawers until he found the one with the bowls. Once the butter was slowly irradiated in the microwave, he turned around.

“What are these anyway?” he asked, and wanted to grab the stack of photos laying on the counter.

“Don’t touch them with your greasy paws!” Marco said sharply, and Thomi pulled his hand back. “It’s for the decoration. Don’t you ruin it!”

Thomi frowned. “But it’s just pictures of Gino?”

“Exactly, because it is Gino’s birthday,” Marco answered slowly, and checked the scales as he spooned chocolate powder out of a bag into another bowl.

Before Thomi could retort anything, a loud bang made them both flinch. Brown powder flew through the air, and settled as fine dust on the counter and the floor.

“Shit shit shit,” Thomi swore, and hastily yanked the door of the microwave open. He coughed, and waved away the cloud of steam pouring out.

“There’s a bit less butter in the bowl…,” he said, and hissed as he pulled it out, “because there’s now some on the walls in there…is that bad?”

Marco sighed, and wiped the chocolate powder from the counter. “I’ll clean it later,” he said, “just put it into the eggs!”

With more hissing, Thomi poured the butter into the eggs, and turned on the processor. "It's a bit runny," he said, and hastily turned the machine a few notches slower before the egg-butter-mixture could spill over the edge.

"Duh, the dry stuff is still missing," Marco said, and unceremoniously dumped the flour and the chocolate powder into it. A new cloud flew through the air before it slowly got mixed together with the wet ingredients, and started to form a dark, somewhat grainy mass.

"See?" he asked, grabbed the nearby tray with the dozen dents, and started to put muffin paper inside.

Carefully, with his tongue between his teeth, Thomi began to spoon the mixture into the tray. "When are they coming back?"

"Mauro says they're going for a few rounds of paddle," Marco explained. "Which means about two hours before Justin gets bored, plus travel and changing etcetera, which leaves us about one and a half hours to bake and clean." He shoved the tray into the oven, and wiped his hands on a towel before he grabbed the stack of photos.

Thomi followed him to the table, and grabbed the pair of scissors Marco held out to him. "And this is…"

"The decoration," Marco finished, and began to cut out Gino's head from the photo, grabbed a bottle of glue, and glued it to an old popsicle stick. "See? Once the muffins are done, we can put them in." His smile faltered when he saw Thomi's quizzical look.

"You're such a romantic," he cooed.

Marco's cheeks blushed furiously, and hastily he grabbed another photo. "Shut up and help me!" he muttered.

Silently they worked until a row of Gino-sticks lay before them on the table. Thomi grabbed one of the last photos when he suddenly paused, and sniffed the air.

"Did you set the timer for the muffins?" he asked.

"Oh shit!" Marco shrieked, and hurried to the oven. An unsettlingly dark cloud wafted out of it when he opened the door.

"No no no!" he whimpered, and grabbed a pair of towels. "This can't be happening!"

Thomi joined him, and together they inspected the sad result of their work.

"They're kinda…flat?" Thomi said. "The ones in the pictures seem bigger. Maybe we didn't put in enough?"

"We did everything as instructed!" Marco exclaimed. "Fuck!" He slumped over the counter, and buried his head in his arms.

"We still have enough ingredients for another batch," Thomi said, and patted his back.

Marco's voice was muffled by his arms when he spoke. "And? We'll just fail again. This was a shit idea. Gino deserves so much better than this. I should have ordered them."

"No no!" Thomi interrupted him. "Don't give up now! Come, I know someone who can help us."

Marco shot up, and glared at him. "No! Absolutely not!" he said but Thomi already had his phone in his hand. "I told you I don't want…"

"Hi, Loïc, it's Thomi here," Thomi began, and grinned at Marco. "Can you spare five minutes for Marco and me? We need your help."

Marco kept glaring at Thomi even as he put the call on video, and began to explain their predicament to Loïc who was sitting on top of his surfboard on a lawn, dripping wet and in swim shorts. He listened intently, and nodded from time to time.

"I think I understand where you went wrong," he began eventually. "The several times you went wrong, I mean."

Thomi smiled at his phone while Marco's glare was still aimed squarely at him.

"The biggest reason, other than forgetting the time, is that you didn't beat the eggs enough," Loïc continued. "The baking powder alone is just not enough, you have to get some air in the dough. The best way to do it is to whisk it with a Kitchenaid. What kind of food processor do you have?"

Thomi turned the phone, and Loïc's face scrunched up. "That's just a knockoff," he said with obvious judgement. "Are you in Gino's kitchen?"

"So we have to whisk the eggs longer?" Marco asked.

"Exactly," Loïc answered. "Though probably a lot longer with that machine. My Kitchenaid can do it in a few seconds but this…"

"Okay, thank you," Marco interrupted him, and grabbed the carton of eggs.

"Wait, that's not all!" Loïc said. "You can't just nuke the butter until it's liquid! It has to be soft but still solid, and then you have to whisk it together with the eggs and the sugar until the whole paste is white and fluffy. And you have put in the chocolate chips dead last, really only the minute before you put it in the oven." His eyes wandered over his phone as he took in the ingredients scattered on the counter.

"Milk chocolate chips? Really? Not even dark chocolate?"

"It's what the supermarket had," Marco answered through clenched teeth, and threw Thomi another accusing glare.

"You should have called earlier," Loïc said. "There's this shop in Sion who sells this lovely chocolate from a small manufactory in Colombia that just adds a whole other layer to every cake. You can put it in milk, in coffee, hell, you can even…"

"Can we circle back to the beginning?" Thomi interrupted him. "So, we have to mix the eggs with the soft but not too soft butter?"

"Right!" Loïc said, and waved his hand. "Start by cracking the eggs. I'll watch."

Before long, the smell of delicious cake filled the entire flat, and when they opened the oven for the second time, the muffins came out perfectly. Loïc's somewhat smug smile was the last they saw of him before Thomi ended the call.

"See?" he asked, and grabbed a few of the popsicle-Ginos. "Wasn't so bad, right?"

Marco huffed, and rolled his eyes. His smile fell though when the noise of an engine sounded through the open window.

"No!" he exclaimed. "They're too early! They can't be back yet."

"Don't worry, we're all done," Thomi said, and stuck the last popsicle-stick into a muffin.

"With baking maybe!" Marco hissed, and started to stack the seeming endless amount of bowls together without really making a dent in the mess. "But the kitchen is still in total chaos. We can't let Gino see this!" He shoved the tray with the muffins in Thomi's hands, and pushed him through the door.

"I've set the table in the garden. Put it there, I'll distract him."

He raced through the flat, and reached the door just as it opened.

"Whoa!" It was the only word Gino managed to say before Marco's lips landed on him, and he was pulled in a tight hug. He laughed through their kiss, and his hands wandered over Marco's back.

"Is that part of that elusive surprise I was promised?" he whispered when they both finally had to gasp for air.

"No, that one was just because I missed you," Marco smiled. "Your surprise is in the garden."

Behind them, Justin squeezed past. "Next time you can go play squash with him," he grumbled.

"It was paddle," Gino answered and tried to look after him but gave up quickly when Marco grabbed his head and pulled him in for another kiss. He hummed when Marco softly pushed him backwards through the hallway.

"Get a room you two," Mauro said good-naturedly as he passed them.

"Marco, why…" Gino asked between breathless kisses but could not finish his question.

"Jesus Christ!" Justin yelled. "Did a bomb explode in here?"

Marco's shoulders slumped, and Gino burst out laughing. For a second they stood like that before Gino hugged him again.

"You baked a chocolate cake for me?" he asked, and stroked calming circles over Marco's back.

"Muffins," Marco mumbled in Gino's neck. "So you saw the kitchen?"

"No but you have chocolate chips in your hair, and…" Tenderly, Gino pulled something out of Marco's hair, and inspected it in the dim light of the hallway. "…eggshells."

"I'll clean it all, I promise," Marco said. Gino was still beaming when he pushed Marco softly back, and put his hands on his burning cheeks.

"Don't worry," he assured. "I love it."

"Happy birthday," Marco whispered.

[stfu-im-thinking-abt-blorbo]

The critical hit portraits are at nearly 300 notes whilw im writing this and I am beyond happy so many people enjoy my silly little idea. The AU is still sitting in my brain and I'm writing headcanons for it.

Idk if I'm going to separate them by character with little character references, or just infodump it all into one page. For now here's some general stuff I've come up with. I'll put it under a readmore after the first five bc there's a lot.

Also if anyone wants to send asks about the AU, I think that'd be pretty neat 😳

Setting is a blend of Ninjago City in the show and the 10 or so minutes I saw of it in the movie before Luh-Loyd happened.

Shadows attack the city regularly, but only at night. In the AU, they're spawned from the Overlord and cannot handle natural sunlight.

I'm limiting Shadows to only be active at night to mimic the Dark Hour in P3 while still being separate, and to give myself plenty of opportunities to use P3-5's social sim aspects like Social Links/Confidants.

I'm only gonna refer to Social Link/Confidants as just Social Links (SLs), but they'll still have the same kind of benefits as Confidants.

There won't be any other world the group goes to in order to fight Shadows. The Velvet Room is technically the only other world present, but only Lloyd and Wu can go in there.

The main group are all teenagers and in school, it wouldn't be a Persona AU if they're weren't lol.

Cole is 18 and in 12th grade. Kai and Jay are 17 and in 11th grade. Nya is 16, but skipped a grade and is in 11th with Kai and Jay. Lloyd is 14 and in 8th grade (middle school). Zane and Pixal (I've decided she will be part of the main group) are a bit of a special case.

Both of them are still robots like in Ninjago. They're Anti-Shadow Supression Weapons created by Borg Industries (they kinda serve the same function as the Kirijo Group in P3.) Zane was a prototype and was due to be scrapped as he had become outdated. He ended up joining the party shortly after its formation instead. Pixal is a much more recent model and will be the very last member of the party.

Since Anti-Shadow weapons are still considered fairly new in the AU, Zane would be roughly between 8-12, but have the mental functions on par with the older members of the group. So he's treated as being the same age as Cole. He does attend school with the group and is in the 12th grade as well. I'm kinda mimicking what was done with both Aigis and Labrys in P3 and P4 respectively.

Pixal was built much more recently, maybe 4 years prior to the AU? Still figuring that out. She's practically a walking computer with an internet connection and all, but she's considered as young as Nya. They even parallel with Pixal being like a younger sister to Zane. (Sorry, I'm not a big PixZane shipper.) Pixal does not attend school at all and has no desire to. For Pixal, I'm kinda treating her based off of what I understand of Sophia in P5S even though I haven't seen much from that game at all yet.

Wu and Garmadon are from the Velvet Room. They both regularly left the Velvet Room to enjoy the human world. Garmadon started a family with Misako and had Lloyd, but later went missing and hasn't returned to the Velvet Room since.

First Spinjitsu Master and Overlord kinda take over the role of Philemon and Nyarlathotep. FSM isn't ever present, he leaves everyone to their own devices. Overlord, on the otherhand, is the main antagonist and is the reason why Garmadon is missing.

Wu is the current caretaker of the Velvet Room, Igor is on vacation or something.

When Wu isn't present in the Velvet Room, Morro watches over it. Morro will also be Lloyd's Attendant. They don't like each other 💔

Cole, Nya and Lloyd won't be getting their normal elements. I'm sticking to P5R's battle system and elements, as well as weaknesses and technicals for enemies. I wont be using anything in P1, the P2 duology, or other parts of MegaTen because most of their systems are insane and have too much going on lol.

For Cole, there is an Earth element, but it hasn't been used since P1 and the P2 duology, and was included in a few other parts of MegaTen. His Persona will mainly have Physical skills, since that still fits him. Maybe a few Almighty skills just to give him a bit more variety too lol. Probably gonna base his skillset off Shinjiro's in P3.

Nya is in a similar spot to Cole, yet somehow worse. Water is also an element in the series, but from my understanding it was ONLY used in the P2 duology and nowhere else is MegaTen. P5 does have Ice, but that's kinda stepping Zane's toes. She'll have a few low level Ice skills, but I think I'm gonna test out a skillset centering around Nuke for her. If that doesn't work out, then I'll have to come up with something else.

The closest I can pin to Lloyd is Force, but again I'm sticking to P5R. Next best is Curse, Bless or Psychokinesis. Lloyd is also the main Wildcard, so it doesn't entirely matter, but for now I'll just be giving his initial Persona Curse skills.

I'm running with my headcanon that there can be multiple naturally chosen Wildcards, but only one can reach the true potential of the ability. So both Lloyd and Kai get the Wildcard ability, as a sort of nod to how Kai was originally going to be the main protagonist in the show before Lloyd was added.

Kai's Wildcard is similar to Akechi in P5. He can only summon two Personas. His own initial one, and one to represent his bond with Nya.

Also Kai does not have Velvet Room privileges.

I think have the Arcana of the party figured out and some of the SLs:

The party itself: The Fool (SL only)

Lloyd = The Fool, Judgement (Kai SL)

Kai = The Chariot

Nya = The Empress

Zane = The Star

Cole = The Emperor

Jay = The Magician

Pixal = The Lovers

Wu = The Moon

Garmadon = The Sun (Lloyd SL only)

Misako = The High Preistess (Lloyd SL), Hierophant (Kai SL)

Morro = The Tower (Lloyd SL only)

Skylor = Death (Kai SL), TBA for Lloyd's SL.

Chen = Hunger/Lust/Strength (Kai SL only)

Ronin = The Hanged Man

Dareth = Jester /hj

[born-to-lose]

What are your oc's for my friend! Where do they come from? What kind of universe do they live in? Who are they as people/creatures? Give me all the detailssss

They're a band called Devil's Bells and they play hard rock/heavy metal with a bit of glam! The singer is Liz Atomic (guess who's the main victim of my projecting who coincidentally shares my problems lmao), the bassist is Jack Daniels, the drummer is Phil Blaze and the guitarist is Antonio Diavolo. Oh and they're all bi and Jack is a trans man so cishet free zone

They come from all over Europe because the singer picked them up on a road trip after meeting them at concerts! Liz is from Germany, Jack is from England, Phil is from France and Antonio is from Italy

They basically live in the present day world but cooler

I don't have many details about all of them yet, but I'll give you what I have so far

Liz bought a ratty used van for her 20th birthday with the plan to travel across Europe for concerts for a few months. I imagine her singing voice sounding like a mix of Joan Jett and Lizzy DeVine. Among other issues, she has anxiety, depression and abandonment issues so she has occasional bad periods, but is usually the mom friend and irresponsible one in the group at the same time. She's (kinda casually) in a relationship with Jack and they also write most songs together with her writing the lyrics and him the melody.

Jack is 18 at the start and had just impulsively run away to France, then Belgium and then the Netherlands. He grew up in a small town near Derby, but never talks about his past to anyone but Liz. He's a chainsmoker and has a couple of mental illnesses he doesn't want to talk about, so he just isolates from time to time without anyone really knowing what's going on. He met Liz at a Crashdïet gig in Rotterdam, joined her on her Europe trip and after singing in the car, he proposed forming a band.

Phil is also 20 and grew up in Normandy. He had been playing in a few bands since he was in 8th grade and dropped out of college to focus on music. His previous band had just broken up shortly before he met Jack and Liz at a H.E.A.T concert in Paris. He also smokes, drinks a lot and has anger issues, which he usually deals with by practicing drums. He's the most popular with male groupies.

Antonio is 22, he's from Udine, Italy, but regularly goes to festivals in Slovenia like Metaldays, where he met the others. He's been playing the guitar since he was 7, had been in multiple bands and was a touring guitarist and co-songwriter (mostly guitar solos) for bands he was friends with. He's the only one out of them all who is not mentally ill and tries to help his bandmates whenever he can, but he's a reformed alcoholic and smokes. He gets all the groupies, girls and boys and everyone else.

[savofid]

Guess I gotta do this whole CW thing despite the fact that no one is gonna read this. I'm gonna be talking about some traumatic stuff, mainly depression, suicide, sex, sexual abuse, and rape. No, I'm not gonna censor the words because to do so would be discounting their existence and the suffering that people have gone through.

I've come to what could be considered a realization about myself. Maybe it's been obvious the whole time and I'm just too stupid or blind to see it. When I was little, my older sister molested me on multiple occasions. I hate that I can't be mad about it because she was just acting out due to the abuse she was subjected to my her father. I wanna be mad at her. It really didn't help when I lived with her for 7 months back in 2018. What are we supposed to do, just pretend like it didn't happen? I spent years in therapy as a child and I don't think it even did anything. All I remember from it is being in the office, playing in a sandbox they had set up. I don't even remember whether my therapist was male or female, and I went there every week for 3 years. Because of my sister, I'll never enjoy a blowjob in my life. They feel good, sure, but I can't enjoy them. All I can think of is being molested the entire time. Whole lotta good that therapy did, huh?

When I was 12, another of my older sisters forced herself on me. Pinned me down on her bed and kissed me over and over again. I didn't even know what was going on, but eventually pushed her off of me and left the room. Later that summer, she made very serious allegations about me molesting HER. She nearly ruined my life, got me pulled out of my family and forced to live with a friend of mine, who ended up doing the same thing to me. At that point, what do I do? My only other option was going to live in a group home, and those are hell if you don't know.

But that's not the end of it, either. Shortly after high school, I started dating one of my little sister's friends. We were together for two years before I was able to end things. I've had 7 exes in the last 12 years, and she's the only one that I don't still love with at least a tiny piece of my heart. She raped me who knows how many times. God, this is so hard to talk about. Having trouble seeing what I'm writing through the tears. Just breathe.

Okay,

FUCK

Okay.

She'd take me back to her bedroom whenever she was in the mood, which was almost constantly. I may have been a 19 year old guy, but I'm not always in the mood. I'd tell her that I just wasn't up to it, but she'd keep going. "You're a boy, you're supposed to want it." "Look, you're already hard." "C'mon, don't be shy. You know you wanna have sex with me." "You love me, don't you?" I'd tell her I didn't want to, but that didn't matter, so I'd just shut up and let her have her way. Again, two YEARS of this before I managed to get away. It wasn't until I joined the military and started talking about her to the guys in basic training when I realized, "Oh, God. I'm a battered wife."

I'm 31 years old now and can't even enjoy sex anymore. What's wrong with me that people just want to make me a victim? Every time I've had sex with my most recent partner, I can't even get off and she doesn't believe me when I tell her that it's not her fault, but I can't tell her all of this. Every time I get close to summoning the courage to talk about it, she's either drunk and in a good mood, so I don't wanna spoil that (especially with what she's going through right now), or the moment feels wrong. I know it's fear. Fear of being judged. Fear of being pitied. Fear of being seen as weak or lesser, when I'm supposed to be strong for her.

We had sex this past Monday. I've been in the throes of a mental breakdown since. I'm consumed by suicidal thoughts and anxiety. I wanna talk to her about it but she's been ignoring me. I don't know what to do.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

WIP Challenge Meme

Thank you for the kind tag, @gveret-fic!

Rules: below are the names of all some of the files in my wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you, and i’ll post a snippet or tell you something about it!

I actually went through my phone and archived all of my phone snippet/notes onto my google drive so I could participate. It took way longer than anticipated, but it ended up being a good thing because a) I revisited ideas I hadn’t seen in years, and b) it forced me to collate all my notes into usable pieces. 

That said, there are some things on there that were completely random and no longer made sense to me. I kept them, but I didn’t list them on here because I no longer remember where they were going. The below list is all Supercorp unless otherwise indicated.

Winter Olympics AU

Daxamite Baby AU

Nuclear Winter AU

Mummy AU

Children of Liberty AU - Guardiancorp

Post Crisis AU - Lena doesn’t retain her memories

OUAT AU

Season 4 Finale AU

Lena has a Stalker

Amnesiac Lena

Mindwipe - Alex POV

Reunions - Guardiancorp Bunnies

SG/Merlin Crossover

Cryo AU

Soulmate AU - two names 

Lena Vs Pheromone Guy - Guardiancorp

Royal AU - DARK

Lena vs the Truth Seeker

Pacific Rim AU

Assorted S4 Agentcorp Snippets 

Supercorp Red-K Scenario

When Lena Met Reign Sequel

Not gonna lie, some of the snippets may have already been posted, it’s hard to keep track. But if I haven’t seen them in a while, you guys probably haven’t either, so it’d be a nice revisit anyway. So, hit me up!

Tagging anyone and everyone who has been waiting to be tagged but hasn’t been. 

[therunawaykind]

The one where you met...before you actually met

Pairing: Fratboy!Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 6.7k

Genre: Fluff & Smut

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI SMUT, Fluff, One night stand, Top!Wanda, Bottom!Reader consuming of alcohol, legal age, curse words, fingering (R Receiving), Oral Sex (R Receiving), praise (use of good girl)

The Request: Omg if you’re writing for frat boy! Wanda can I possibly request her seeing you at a bar after you’ve been stood up and then flirting with you until she takes you home for the night? Thank you!!!

A/N: Hello people! I said I'd give you all a little treat before there is a slow down/lack of fics on my part. I know this request was probably more intended for just a random Fratboy!Wanda request but just to make things easier for me and my sanity I attempted my best to work it in with my 'She Looks Like Fun' Fratboy!Wanda series. By writing this I do think it'll add a lot more fun to the main parts of the story when or if I ever get the chance to write them again. Any of you can send any requests or ideas you have or want to see R and Fratboy!Wanda do I'll be more than happy to write it. As always happy reading and I hope you enjoy it.

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It was roughly about 2 months till your actual college course started, but you took it upon yourself to move to this unknown new city. You moved early to just get more familiar with this city you would be living in regularly for the next 4 years. Although you couldn’t help but feel scared and apprehensive living quite so far away from your family. It would have to be something you’d have to get used to rather quickly. 

For some reason, you couldn’t understand why you joined a dating app after finally getting settled in your apartment. So here you were sitting in a bar waiting around for a girl called Natalie to show up. Your eyes scanned aimlessly around the room and behind the bar, as you ran your finger around the top of your beer bottle whilst your other hand anxiously started picking at the label of the bottle. 

What you didn’t realise the second you stepped through the doors there was a girl with auburn hair sitting beside her twin brother with dyed white hair sipping drinks with some of their friends, Both with their eyes trained on you. Watching your every move, the girl had already stopped the boy from approaching you for some reason she assumed by how you were acting you were waiting for someone to show up. He couldn’t help but grumble annoyingly over being pushed back down as he grabbed his beer and slouched back. 

She couldn’t figure out why she was so enamoured by you especially due to the fact she hasn’t even seen you properly. She hasn’t seen the front of you, hasn’t seen your face, doesn’t even know your personality, and doesn’t even know if you’re a nice person. So why was she so taken away by you. 

You couldn’t help but sigh and order drink after drink as you saw the time and hours pass you by. It was rather sad that you stayed for so long expecting this Natalie girl to show after it being so long. You should’ve really just gone home by now but you’d be doing nothing better at home alone so you decided just to say.

There was only so much this auburn-haired girl could take seeing you sit alone at the bar drinking beer after beer, seeing your whole form deflate as the night went on. So she took a deep breath as she downed the rest of her drink as she muttered to her friends “I’ll be back shortly.” With that comment made she was met with a loud group of cheers from her friends and brother as she slowly approached the bar the only thing in her mind was interacting with you. She smiled gently at the bartender as she waited patiently to order her drink as she saw you out of her peripheral vision. 

She cleared her throat quickly “this is going to come across as very cliché and cheesy. I don’t mean it to be but I haven’t seen you around here much before….are you new here?” 

You let out a muffled laugh as you swallow the rest of your beer “What gave it away? Me sitting here for hours, waiting for a no-show, or the fact I have been here for hours and I don’t have a group of friends around me talking to me?” 

The mysterious girl just stared at you with her mouth ajar “I uh-” She swiftly picked up her drink and gulped it just as quick as it got placed in front of her. She grimaced slightly as she felt it go down her throat “Uh…I guess all of the above.” You couldn’t help but laugh at her answer. You tilted your bottle towards the stranger waiting for her to cheers, she smirked slightly as she tapped her bottle against yours. She automatically raised her eyebrows waiting to hear your name. You knew what she was pausing for as you had an internal battle trying to decide if you should come up with a fake name quickly or just give in and give her your actual name. 

“My name is Emma” 

“Emma huh… that’s pretty. My name’s……. Scarlett.” 

You both smile softly at each other as your bottles clink against each other. 

Frankly, you knew you were in deep trouble the second you saw those emerald eyes staring at you and shining like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. “But to answer your earlier question, I am very much new here. I moved here recently since I’m starting a college course here in a few months and I just wanted to get familiar with the area since I’d be living here for the next 4 years.” 

Scarlett hummed as she tipped her drink back into her mouth “that is a very wise decision, you must be a very smart girl Emma.” You didn’t and couldn’t explain why you felt your face heat up at that comment but who could blame you when it came from such a beautiful girl’s mouth. You couldn’t figure out if Scarlett had noticed you becoming flustered over that phrase escaping out of her mouth she wasn’t the easiest person to read….but that could be due to the alcohol in your system. It was decided between the both of you to slow down slightly on drinking whilst you both ordered whatever bar food they had to offer in an attempt to sober you both back up a bit. 

“Y’know, I don’t understand why and how a girl as beautiful as you got stood up tonight. They either must be blind or stupid…..perhaps even both.” You nod aimlessly as you keep eating your food. “I guess we’ll never know because she hasn’t even texted me to let me know why.” 

Scarlett couldn’t help but smirk slightly as she ate her food she took a mental note at the mention of a she. She tapped aimlessly at the top of the bar counter as she pushed her plate away “I hope I’m not bothering you and that I’m actually being good company for you, Emma.” 

You laughed as you hummed in thought “Well you’re much better company than a no-show, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure that out.” Scarlett paused to study you silently before she made this next comment “I’m assuming you aren’t gonna tell me the course you’re gonna be studying or the college you will be attending?” You stared her down as you shook your head confidently “No chance, I’m afraid. If it happens you see me at your college you see me.” She clicked her tongue and groaned in annoyance, in turn, she positioned herself towards you as had her fingers graze your leg. 

As Scarlett goes to move her hand higher she decides to keep it placed on your knee however instead she decides to run the tip of her shoe up and down your shin as you both discuss random topics. You smirk briefly as you glance down at her hand and foot.  Clearly not in a rush to actually get to know each other better which may become a regret for you both at a later time. The two of you never realised when and how it happened but both of your heads had leaned in as close as physically possible taking in every detail of each other. Your fingers tangling and playing with the ends of her auburn hair. 

Besotted…. Besotted was one of the only words to describe how the both of you were acting. Whether you both knew it or not you were both purely infatuated with each other there was some sort of link and connection created that night between the two of you. Rather sadly for the two of you, the bar had announced they were closing for the night. Hesitantly you both made eye contact and swallowed slowly knowing your time together was up. Both of your mouths open at the same time to say something but you end up getting interrupted by a faint “Hey Sestra! Come on we’ve got to get home!” Once that reaches your ears you pull back as far as you could assuming that it was some sort of nickname from her partner.

Scarlett clenched her eyes and cursed the stupidity of her twin brother internally when she opened her eyes again she saw you getting ready to leave she hopped up quickly as she said rather panicked “can you just give me one minute and wait, please. I’ll be back literally as fast as possible.” 

You stop all your movements as you stare at her rather disheartened “Scar…I….I dunno is this really a good idea if your partner and probably friends are over there waiting for you?” 

Scarlett who was smiling at hearing you call her Scar which very quickly changed to disgust and grimaces at hearing you unknowingly call her sibling her partner. Her jaw went slack as she frantically shook her head “I promise you I can explain this properly when I get back but I can assure you that, that person who just called over to me is far…so far from my partner it is laughable. But I will explain better when I come back just promise me you’ll wait?” You sighed softly but nevertheless nodded and told her you’d wait.

She quickly makes her way over to Pietro and her friends “Right, Pietro my absolutely favourite twin brother that I adore, I need you to do a favour for me.” Scarlett stares at her brother expectedly he sighs and arches his eyebrow “first of all I’m your only sibling…hell, I’m your only sibling. But what is it that you want rather need me to do?” 

“I need you to stay over at one of our friend’s houses tonight or as ya know you could go spend some time with Monica….see how that goes. Considering I’ve been talking to Emma and we’ve been getting on really well. Albeit neither of the two of us are actually sharing any personal information because whilst it hasn’t been verbally agreed upon between the two of us. We both know that it will just be a one-time thing…considering she wouldn’t tell me where she’s studying or her course. Well, that’s unless I happen to run into her again and meet her.” 

Pietro grumbles under his breath “why’d you have to mention Monica.” Scarlett can’t help but giggle at his comment in retaliation Pietro smacks her arm and whispers “but also really….Scarlett?” She pinches his stomach “shhh okay I dunno it goes with the not sharing anything personal between the two of us. But will you please do this for me?” 

He throws his head back as he reluctantly agrees “fine I’ll figure something out but you owe me for this.” She throws her arms around Pietro hugging me and places a kiss on his cheek “you are the absolute best, you won’t regret this!” 

As you aimlessly stand around waiting for Scarlett to come back, you start kicking the dirt that’s along the floor whilst whistling quietly to yourself. You jump slightly at the feeling of someone’s hands being placed on your waist, and a breath escapes between your lips as you look up and see a pair of green eyes looking at you with auburn hair falling at either side of her face. Scarlett stuffs her hands into her pockets “Right, so about the guy that was calling me over…I know we weren’t sharing personal information but he is my twin brother and sestra means sister.” 

You nod your head slowly as you take in the new information, you raise your eyebrows as a thought crosses your mind “And how come you haven’t gone back home with him?” She smiles once she hears your question “Well because I have a quite beautiful and mysterious girl that was waiting for me that I may want to get to know better or maybe do other things with.” You chuckle as you shake your head and nudge her with your shoulder “Cheeky Scar, you’re very cheeky. Who says you’ll get that far with me?” 

Scarlett shrugs as she tilts her head to the door and starts walking with you “I dunno just a gut feeling I suppose.” You smirk as you look at her out of the corner of your eye as you make the journey home with her. 

As you approach her apartment you slow your steps down significantly, you suddenly can’t help but feel nervous as soon as Scarlett takes out her keys to unlock the door. Scarlett’s movements halt when she notices you aren’t standing behind her. “Are…are you okay Emma?” You nod slowly as you start approaching her again “Emma, nothing has to happen once we go in there if you aren’t comfortable. We can just go and watch something, and have a soda or something.” 

You grin at her softly “it’s okay Scar, whatever happens, happens.” Once Scarlett finally opens the door you walk in after her as your eyes widen at the surprisingly big apartment that she has. You smile softly at the pictures placed around the apartment of Scarlett and from what you saw tonight her brother and parents. “It is a very nice place you have here, Scar.” 

“Thank you it is nice to have such a big space especially when it comes to apartments but relax make yourself at home. I’m just gonna place some things in my room I’ll be back in a few seconds.” You hum in agreement as you stroll around the living room and place yourself on her sofa, taking a deep breath in and closing your eyes in the process. If you were left here long enough alone you knew you could very easily fall asleep so in an attempt to keep yourself away you draped your arms over the back of the sofa and started tapping your fingers randomly to keep yourself conscious. 

Whilst you were in your own little world, the noise of Scarlett’s footsteps didn’t register with you. She chuckles lightly and bites her lip at the sight of you “ Wow, who would’ve thought you’d look so good laid out across my sofa…well I mean it’d probably be a better view if fewer clothes were on but nevertheless still an amazing view to witness.” Your head shoots up and chuckle nervously escapes past your lips as you hear a more velvety slightly more accented voice come from Scarlett's mouth. As you're gazing at her you can’t help but open and close your mouth like a fish out of water at how suddenly nervous she makes. 

“What’s wrong hun cat got your tongue? You weren’t this timid back at the bar?” 

You clear your throat slightly as you run your tongue along your bottom lip “I- Well you see I didn’t hear you speak with an accent in the bar…you sounded very much American….so I can’t lie it’s thrown me off a little bit but it’s enticing me….a lot.” 

Scarlett approaches you on the sofa to sit beside you she grins as she states “Enticing you Sweetie? In what way?” You run your finger back and forth on the top of the sofa as you try to think of how to phrase this. “Well…. To put it in a nice and appropriate way I find your accent very…very attractive and if it’s a thing you hide it because you don’t like it or because of other people, don’t hide it and really you shouldn’t hide it because it’s what makes you, you and in turn, it makes you unique. And I mean you have the bonus of it making men or women putty in your hands willing to do anything.”

“People willing to do anything? Are you included in that list of people?” 

 “I… I could be included in that list of people. 

As Scarlett looks you up and down taking everything in she can’t help but smirk and nod slowly whilst biting her lip “that’s….noted Emma noted.” You are both essentially stuck in a trance staring at each other without even noticing the two of you leaning in closer to each other. A bang outside of Scarlett’s apartment makes you both realise what was going to happen. She moves back across the sofa and coughs awkwardly “so uhh do you want anything to drink? Or want to do anything specific?” 

“Uh just some tea or something of the sorts, I don’t fancy drinking more alcohol at this moment in time. As for what we can do….uhhh do you just wanna watch a movie, a TV show or something like that?”  

“Yeah that’s perfect, we can do that. You can either go onto Netflix and choose a movie or TV show on there or I know I have a sitcom box set down on the bottom shelf of the TV stand there.” You mutter out a quiet okay and thank you as you look down at the bottom shelf. 

Once you were sure you heard Scarlett’s footsteps had left the room you bent down to flick through her sitcom box set. What you didn’t know though was she had stopped at the door and turned back to look at you, which left her jaw dropped as she saw you with your ass basically in the air. As she stared at your ass more she couldn’t help but bite her lip, she threw her head back and groaned quietly as she went to make both of your drinks. 

You sit back waiting patiently for Scarlett to come back whilst holding two DVD cases in your hand, going unnoticed by you she re-enters the room with very cautious steps as she holds onto the mugs. Once you hear mutters and mumbles coming from behind, you turn around slightly seeing nothing but pure concentration on Scarlett’s face also taking in that she has changed into sweatpants. You let out a boisterous laugh when you see Scarlett walk into the corner of the sofa as a “fuck” escapes past her lips as she keeps her eyes trained on the liquids swishing around in the mugs. 

Scarlett playfully glares at you when she hears you laughing attempting to stay serious and not join in on the laughing she exclaims “heyyy stop laughing at me, I made you this drink.”  You nod back confidently and playfully “okay okay, sure sorry. I appreciate you very much for making my drink Scar.” She makes sure to look back at you as she places the mugs down and sits on the sofa and makes sure to grin at you smugly. 

“And in turn for laughing at me, I get to decide what sitcom we’re watching.” You smirk and raise your hand in surrender as you place the DVDs in her lap whilst you reach for your mug and sit back on the sofa. What you didn’t notice was how ecstatic Scarlett was when she noticed the sitcoms you picked were her absolute favourites, she bit her lip as she tried to hide how excited she was. When she leaned forward to place the disk in she threw a blanket onto your lap “you’ll need it, hun, it gets cold in here later.” 

You hum in thought as you decide to act oblivious “where’s your blanket then Scar? I mean it’s okay if you don’t have another I don’t mind sharing.” 

Scarlett hides her grin behind her mug “It’s gonna be so much better for us then…sharing one blanket means even more warmth and heat…we all know the positives of body heat in cold weather.” You yourself with spreading the blanket out, in a bad attempt to hide the heat that was already spreading across your body at what you could only assume she was insinuating. 

As the night went on you both did end up under the blanket realistically you both were cuddling Scar’s arm was on the back of the sofa around your shoulders, whilst your head was placed in the crook of her neck. Whilst one of your hands was playing with her baby hairs on the nape of her neck whilst the other was drawing random shapes and lines on her thigh. If anyone was to walk in, at this moment in time they’d have easily mistaken you for a happy couple that had been together for years.

When it started getting later and later you both knew nothing did technically need to happen tonight. Scarlett seemed to be quite happy just watching sitcoms. You assume she just wanted to make your shitty night a little better, what you wouldn’t have actually believed was that was Scarlett’s exact intention just to make your night a little better after being stood up. She really couldn’t figure out why she was perfectly content with just lounging around with you a…stranger she just met at a bar, if it was any other person she took home after a night out she’d be sleeping with them already. But you….you felt and were different to her for some reason, she couldn't figure out why or how but she knew. And she hoped you felt and knew that too. 

For whatever reason, the thought of Scar just doing this to make your night better wouldn’t leave your mind, no matter how hard you tried to concentrate on the sitcom playing continuously on the screen. As your thoughts run away with how you could potentially repay her in thanks for making this night not such a failure. There was only one thing your mind repeatedly thought of. 

You composed yourself and took a deep breath as you finally decided to commit to this idea. 

As much as Scarlett would like to say she was purely focused on watching the sitcom, she couldn’t lie the feeling of your fingers against her thigh was driving her absolutely up the wall. Whilst she is beating herself up about having these thoughts if you just moved your fingers higher and over slightly she is convinced she would be in heaven right now. She felt the movement of your head go into the crook of her neck more, immediately her body started to tense. At this point, she couldn’t if you were even still awake the only indication to her that you were awake was the constant movement of your hands.

What took her by surprise was when she felt your lips part and start to place soft, slow kisses against her sensitive skin. Although it took her by surprise her body immediately relaxed as her head slowly started moving backwards and sideways to give you more room and space for your kisses.  

Once you knew all her focus was on the feel of your lips against her neck, you slowly manoeuvred your hand to lay flat against her thigh deciding to rub and massage at it slowly. Trying to get Scarlett to subconsciously spread her legs wider for you, the sound of the sitcom becoming background noise to you both now as Scarlett’s breaths and hums were slowly but surely getting louder the more you touched her. Glancing out of the corner of your eye, clearly, visible was her hand clenching the blanket in her fist knowing she was having an internal debate about whether she could touch you or not. You smirked and giggled slightly against her skin as you reached out for her hand and placed it on your ass.

Humming against her neck as you felt her hand squeeze your ass she groaned quietly as she felt it and muttered under her breath “fucking hell.” Clenching your eyes shut as you ran your tongue along her jawline up to her earlobes, nipping, biting, licking and kissing every part of her face that you had access to.

As much as Scarlett was enjoying this she pulled herself away from you to collect her thoughts briefly “Ems, Em, Emma we don’t have to do this tonight, it doesn’t have to happen at all if you aren’t comfortable with this. Also considering you had a pretty shitty night tonight I don’t want to be taking advantage of this if you’re feeling somewhat vulnerable just in an attempt to make yourself feel better.” 

You sigh when you hear the words escape past her lips, before you say anything you splay your fingers out across her jawline and neck and decide to straddle her lap. “Scar don’t take this the wrong way but you are quite stupid for saying that, if I didn’t want this to be happening, I wouldn’t have instigated it.” When you notice Scarlett looking at you as if she is trying to remember every aspect of your face, it’s impossible for you to not feel nervous. In an attempt to hide away from her you move to sit down on her lap which only leads to her placing her hands on your waist as she subtly moves one of her legs in between yours to start moving you back and forth against her thigh. 

Scarlett’s grip on your waist tightened drastically as she felt you against her placing wet kisses up her jawline and biting her ear. She swallows dryly whilst moving her head back to ask you one more question. “Okay, okay one more question, do you want to stay here or do you want to go to my room where it’s more comfortable well you know cause….there’s a bed.” 

Immediately and rather frantically you responded in nothing but disagreement shaking your head and humming. As you placed kisses on the corner of her mouth and on her lips frequently mumbling against her lips “mhmm nu-uh, it’ll waste too much time and this sofa seems comfortable enough.” Scarlett can’t help but groan at that comment as she pulls you against her more and wraps her arms around you. Both of you are quite surprised by just how good the two of you kissing feels. 

Attempting to as smoothly as you can you manoeuvre yourself off of her lap to be able to lie down on the sofa, making sure you kept your grip on the front of your shirt as you dragged her down on top of you. Scarlett bites your lip softly in a silent plea for you to open your mouth so she can slip her tongue in, which you obey quite easily by gasping once you feel the bite. You run your hands through your hair to push her down closer to you as you feel her tongue start to move around your mouth you hum at the feeling.

As you go to move your hands down Scarlett, you open your eyes abruptly as you realise your rings are stuck in her hair, you pull and move your head back from her kisses as you whisper into Scarlett’s ear “Scar move your head and kisses down to my neck whilst I attempt to untangle your hair from my rings and take them off.” All you receive is a nod in understanding as you feel her shift herself downwards. 

You sigh as you tilt your head up slightly as you try to get the knots out of her hair with one hand with the feeling of her kisses against your neck as she nips and bites at your soft skin. A sense of relief washes over you as you take out hand out of her hair and instantly you remove the rings off of your fingers and chuck them onto the coffee table not realising they rolled off the table and under something as you promptly got back to kissing Scarlett….not really though as she basically refused to move from your neck and she bit around your neck looking for the most sensitive spot. She grinned to herself as her teeth grazed a spot which in turn made your body jolt beneath her. Scarlett murmurs against your neck “mhmm there it is.” You roll your eyes at that comment which results in her biting your neck in retaliation “ow, Scar what the fuck?” 

“You rolled your eyes!” 

“You didn’t even see me or it happening how can you know for sure?” 

Scarlett huffs as she sits up and straddles your lap “I know you did Emma, don’t lie to me. I know everything.” You gulp as you stare up at her as you nod your head in agreement and let a quiet “okay, okay. I did roll my eyes and I did lie to you by saying I didn’t.” 

She can’t help but click her tongue and shake her head in disappointment. “I expected so much better from you Emma.” Her fingers skim against the waistband of your jeans and undoes your belt and buttons on your jeans. Whilst she pouts down at you, she watches your chest rise and fall as her hands get closer to where you want her to be. You attempt to hide just how heavy your breathing is getting as you feel Scarlett lie down on top of you again as her hand slips down the waistband of your jeans her fingers run up and down your legs, and skim past your underwear. A mixture between a whimper and a moan escapes past your lips as her fingers and hands move around your legs and thighs inching closer and closer to your core. 

As you watch her face closely in an attempt to get a read on her as her fingers run up your thigh, out of your control your hips buck and push themselves up and further against her. You groan as quietly as possible when you hear Scarlett click her tongue “Emma y’know what I wouldn’t have taken you for one of those extremely needy girls who has no patience or self-control from looking at you and talking to you. But I guess we all get surprised sometimes huh?” Once Scarlett realises you’ve thrown your head back rolling your eyes at her comment, she decides whilst you’re not paying attention she pushes her fingers into your core and lets out a strangled moan at the feel of you around her fingers. 

She places her head in the crook of your neck and smirks as she hears the surprised gasp come from your mouth at the intrusion of her fingers. You mutter out a quiet “fuck” as you feel the slow pace of her fingers thrusting in and out of you, whilst she simultaneously leaves sloppy wet kisses across the most sensitive parts of your neck. Trying your absolute hardest to get your rather laboured breathing under control in an effort to hide just how affected by her you were…which didn’t last long when you heard the muffled comment come from her “Now now Emma don’t be trying to hide how you’re really feeling from me now after we’ve come this far.” She makes sure to accentuate her point by thrusting her fingers in faster and harder into you as well as curling her fingers and pressing them against the more delicate part of your core. In turn, making your back arch off of the sofa as your mouth hangs open in a silent moan. 

There was one thought constantly going through your head at this moment in time, that you have never felt this good when sleeping with someone, could it be due to not sleeping with someone for so long…possibly but all you knew right now was Scarlett was making you feel fucking amazing and you didn’t want her to stop any time soon. As you feel her fingers pressing against you more at what feels like an inhuman pace you languidly start pushing your jeans and underwear down your legs to give you more space to spread your legs more whilst Scarlett can do whatever she likes to you.

Falling on rather deaf ears due to the ecstasy you were feeling the comment of “Such a good girl for me.” wasn’t even registered by you. As she expected as she was looking down at you seeing you in a rather blissed out state with your eyes closed, head thrown back against the armrest and your mouth wide open letting out choked-out moans with inaudible “yes….yes right there…..keep going…p-please don’t stop.” 

Scarlett bit her lip to hold back all the moans and whimpers that were coming from you, and don’t even get her started on the noises coming from between your legs due to her moving her fingers in and out of you. She muttered to herself softly so you wouldn’t hear….not like that you would hear anyway “God, honey you’re so wet, I wonder if it’s always like this or is it just because of me.” Her eyebrows raised quickly once your hand grabbed her wrist, it was then she noticed how your thighs were starting to twitch frantically whilst she can feel the clenching of your walls around her fingers. 

Your eyes close tightly as you feel Scarlett adjust and move her fingers slightly letting out a whimper when you feel her remove her fingers. You look up at her wide-eyed basically asking the question “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” to her silently. She couldn’t help but chuckle “Relax honey, you’ll get your fill quickly I just wanted to do this first.” You squint your eyes and furrow your eyebrows as you stare her down, but your mouth parts slightly when you see her place her fingers into her mouth and humming to herself at the taste. As she removes her fingers with a pop she licks and sucks on her thumb as she places her fingers by your core again and thrusts them into you whilst placing her thumb on your clit. You gasp out as you feel her pick up the pace right where she stopped with the addition of her doing fast, tight circles on your clit with her thumb. 

She smirks to herself at your messy moans and cries as she sees your whole body start to tense again as your eyes close tightly and mouth agape. “Em cum for me, cum for me sweetheart.” A loud moan escapes your mouth with quickly turns into a silent scream as your orgasm finally hits feeling her thrust into you even harder and fast feeling yourself clench around her fingers. “Fuck….oh my fucking God,” you exclaim breathlessly as you swallow dryly. Your hand still holds onto her wrist loosely as you still feel her move in and out of you slowly to help you after your high. 

Once Scarlett knows you’ve calmed down from your high, she lies down against you more smirking to herself mischievously as she keeps he fingers in you still. Placing soft gentle kisses against the marks she’s already left on your neck and collarbone making sure to run her tongue across them, groaning to herself in delight as she can taste the slight saltiness due to your sweat. You hum softly loving the feeling of her lips against your skin as you lazily run your hand through your hair not noticing how she slowly but surely starts moving down your body. 

Your hips jerk due to the feel of her lips against your thighs not even thinking about what her next move is going to be. But you gasp in surprise as you feel her lips and tongue place themselves against your core as she licks up your core whilst simultaneously spreading your folds with the fingers she still has inside you as she teasingly places her tongue inside you. Grabbing onto the back of her hair as you feel the vibrations of her moans against your core. “Fucking hell, Scar you’re insatiable.” 

“Mhmm can’t help it you’re addicting. You taste and smell so good.” You whine and throw your head back at that comment as you feel her mouth moving around between your legs making sure to get all of your cum. Humming in pleasure as you feel her get more comfortable though that’s quickly replaced by a moan when you feel her suck on your bundle of nerves as her fingers start to move through your folds again. 

Scarlett makes sure to quickly remove her fingers and replace them with her tongue, groaning at the feel of your walls already clenching around her tongue. She places her two fingers on your bundle of nerves and moves her fingers in tight circular motions. Load moans reverberate off the walls of her apartment as you start to lift your hips up moving them in time with Scarlett’s tongue. With her free hand, she pulls you down closer to her as the tip of her nose starts to hit off your bundle of nerves.

Knowing you’re close to reaching another high already after your first she makes sure to tap some part of your body letting you know that you can let go whenever you like. Which in turn doesn’t very long as she feels your thighs tense and press in against her head hearing your muffled screams and heavy breathing. She slows down her licks and starts to place soft kisses on your core, clit and thighs in an attempt to calm you down. 

Scarlett places her head on your abdomen to look up at you as she looks at you getting your breath back drawing mindless shapes on your stomach, whilst licking the rest of your cum off from around her mouth. You look down at her and let out a breathless laugh when you see her wiping your cum off from around her mouth with her finger and placing it back into her mouth making sure to not let any of it go to waste. 

She shoots you back a soft smile “So after all that d’you want some water, a shower or a bath anything like that?” 

You nod slowly “Water would be good thank you, but a shower or bath can wait for a little while,” you say dismissively as Scarlett got up to get a bottle of water for you from the kitchen. You hear the curious tone in her voice as she questions you “Why can they wait till later, my dear Emma?” You slowly manoeuvre yourself to sit up as you pull up your underwear and jeans leaving them unbuttoned muttering a quiet “thank you” as you take the bottle from her. She sits beside you staring at you curiously as her fingers play with the hair on the nape of your neck. 

Grinning slowly you lean over towards her, placing small pecks on her lips, teasing her with your tongue and kissing the corner of your mouth. “I’m positively sure a girl like you, in that bedroom of yours, has a strap or maybe multiple straps that you either love to use on people or for them to get used on you. Hearing the quiet groan escape her lips at that comment you smirk to yourself. She nods slowly as she leans into the kisses you’re placing on her skin “Y-yeah there are quite a few in that room of mine if you want your pick.” 

You pull back and smile mischievously at her as you grab at her t-shirt and pull her to stand up with you grabbing both your water bottles and kissing her. “Well, then I think we…well, I need to see how good you are Miss Scarlett at using a strap if you’re that good with your fingers and mouth. She stumbles as you pull her up with you, messily turning off the TV with the remote in the process as she keeps her eyes on you. She clears her throat “I- I mean if that’s what you want.” 

You nod your head confidently “Yeah…yeah that’s what I want Scarlett.” Laughing again at the whimper that comes from the back of her throat you drag her down the hallway. Once her head has caught up with what is actually going to happen she quickly pushes against your chest walking you down to her room as she pushes open the door and kicks it closed behind her. 

Muffled comments can be heard coming from you both in Scarlett’s room as she claims “Who’s the insatiable one now Emma?” 

You chuckle “You’d understand why I’m so insatiable now if you could get fucked by yourself Scar. You’re very…very good.” 

Unknowingly between the both of you, the fun part would happen in 2 months time. When you both would meet each other for the first time....again. Although having no recollection of who the other person was….due to simple appearance changes. Only this time you would be meeting each other as Y/N Y/L/N and Wanda Maximoff.

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