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CONTRA2023 - 3 STICKS & STONES (Tomorrow's Hits Today)

TRACKLIST:

01. FACS - When You Say 02. The Masonics - I'm Talkin' About You 03. The Violet Mindfield - Evil Eye 04. En Attendant Ana - Wonder 05. The Mocks - Sticks 'n Stones 06. Sleaford Mods feat. Florence Shaw - Force 10 From Navarone 07. Dry Cleaning - Swampy 08. Abi Ooze - Alien 09. Wild Billy Childish & CTMF - Love Comes In Spurts 10. King Khan - Brontez Booty Beat 11. Shonen Knife - Mujinto Rock 12. Ploegendienst - IK 13. Bleeding Star - Why Do Parties Have To Be So Loud? 14. Brix Smith - Fast Net 15. House Of All - Magic Sound 16. The Jackets - Pie In The Sky 17. Cheater Slicks - Fear 18. Yo La Tengo - Sinatra Drive Breakdown

The 3rd playlist of 2023!

Listen: https://www.mixcloud.com/Contraflow/contra2023-3-sticks-stones-tomorrows-hits-today/

Try it, you might like it!  

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Written in the Stars: M.Rasmodius x FEM!Reader SMUT

Warnings: nsfw, smut (minors and ageless blogs gtfo) age gap (older man-younger woman, reader is +18 OBVIOUSLY), p in v sex, unprotected sex (remember protection irl y'all), creampie, oral sex (fem receiving because Rasmo eats pussy like a champ and I will not take any criticism), fingering, outdoor sex, reader loses the ol' v card, some swearing, reader having kinda shitty parents, soulmates thingy, slow burn, fluff, probably some grammatical errors

Word Count: 11056 Words

A/N: Oh Rasmo, how I wish I could romance you in the base game. God bless to the Stardew Valley modding community tho for making romancing him possible. Specifically, scenes in this are based on mods by PaintedParrot and WerewolfMaster. May both sides of their pillows always be cold lol. Anyways, this is long, so if you're just here for the smut, you're gonna be scrolling a bit. Either way, enjoy, everyone!

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'....There is always a conflict when creating life. Just how much free will do you give a living being? This was a question that the old gods wondered about during the creation of humanity.... In the end, the old gods agreed that the life they created would be given free will, but those that were worthy enough to wield their powers would be given gifts. A life that would be manipulated to be filled with joys as they would see fit. Each one of the old gods granted those worthy of their power with many gifts....And the deity of love gifted the followers of the arcane with a soulmate, rewriting the stars so that they would meet the one who would give them eternal happiness on the mortal and astral plain.'

Your opinion on magic was complicated. You were fascinated with the supernatural but knew that it couldn't be real. The life you lived was filled with science and miserable realism. Not to mention those that mock your interests. What a miserable world where you were forced to go to school, in order to get a mundane job, where you would just work to your death. No mythical creatures or spells.

That was until you got a letter in your mailbox.

It was a letter that under normal circumstances would make a person upset. However, you just felt confused reading it. Your grandfather had passed away and he left his farm plot to you. That didn't make any sense. Your parents said both of your grandparents had died before you were born. You never had any photos with them. Come to think of it, you never had any photos taken with any relative that weren't your parents. Not to mention where the farm was. Stardew Valley? You had never heard of a place like that, and your father was a geography teacher. You knew counties and villages that were forgotten to time. Oh yes, your parents had some explaining to do for sure.

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You confronted your parents the first chance you could. You just wanted answers. Surely this was all just a big misunderstanding. A letter that was meant to go to someone with a similar name to you or something.

But no, your parents had broken. You had a grandfather, specifically it was your paternal grandfather. Your dad felt miserable living in such a small village, feeling alone and bored with farm living. When he became old enough to head to the city, he met your mother and claimed to have gotten a "proper education". Stardew Valley became "dangerous" to him after that, so he left.

Eventually, your mother had guilted him into visiting your grandfather so that you would get to know him. She had never been to Pelican Town, hell she didn't even know that it existed like most people. Upon arriving though, she regretted it. The last time they had taken you to visit your grandfather, you were only four years old.

"Godless, hellish, unexplainable," was how they described Stardew Valley, and yet you didn't believe them. They were the ones always preaching about how this life, bleak and cruel, was enjoyable. How you were always just complaining over nothing. They never cared about how unhappy you were, often dashing your love for the supernatural, raving about the evils of witchcraft.

So you turned your back on them. You didn't know if Stardew Valley would hold the key to your happiness, but you had no doubts in your mind that it would be less bleak than where you were now.

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As soon as the bus pulled into the small village of Pelican Town, you were stupefied. First of all, you had never seen so much color in your entire life. Secondly, the scenery was absolutely beautiful, with lush trees and rolling green hills. The buildings were cute too, cozy even. And the air was so fresh and clear.

Even when you arrived at your grandfather's old farmhouse you felt taken aback. It was so simple, so cozy, so human.

Yes, you were going to enjoy your new life here. You were sure of it.

Suddenly, you sense something...off. Not bad, just off. You head out of the farmhouse and head to the overgrown fields. There you catch a glimpse of purple. Upon getting closer, you see that it is a girl about your age with violet hair. Was it possible to dye your hair such a bright color?

"Um, excuse me?" you call.

"Hm? Oh, hi!" she greets, a bit startled at your presence. "That's right, someone was moving in. Sorry about this."

"It's fine. Um, what are you doing?" you ask. You had never met someone so cheerful.

"Oh, you know, old, abandoned places always have some sort of spiritual energy to them. I just wanted to see if I could sense it," She stands up from her position on the ground.

"You believe in the paranormal?" you cock your head to the side, amazed.

"Yeah, there's all sorts of supernatural shit here. A lot of people claim that there's not, but don't believe them. They know there's something going on. Why would they be so scared of that old wizard if they didn't?" she rambles. Wait, what the hell was she talking about?

"I-what? Wizard?" you never thought it was possible for someone to say something so outlandish that it actually made your brain malfunction.

"Hm, Yeah! He hangs out in this creepy tower in the Cindersap Forest. I...um," the girl stops, face dropping a bit. Suddenly, she just shakes her head, recovering from whatever had distracted her. "Never mind that! I'm Abigail, by the way!"

"Y/N," you say, simply. Was this girl crazy? There was no way that she was for real, right? Still...it was nice to meet someone as passionate as you about the supernatural. "Hey...you wouldn't happen to know about areas that have spiritual energy to them, would you?"

"Um, of course I do! Are you into the paranormal, too?" Abigail asks eagerly.

"I...I am, actually," wow, it was weird admitting it without being mocked or belittled.

"Sweet! Hey, it's going to be a full moon soon. That's like, the perfect time for spirits to come out. Meet me in the old graveyard if you can. We can try a séance," she rambles.

"Yeah, that does sound fun...I'll be there," you decide.

"Cool! See you then, Y/N!" and with that, she skips out of your field.

Well, this was certainly going to be interesting.

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Your friendship with Abigail bloomed since that day. It was nice having someone as fascinated with the occult as you. When you weren't farming, you were exploring around with her, looking for some sort of energy in an area. The funny thing was that you could always sense something when she couldn't. At least she didn't think you were crazy though, always eager that you could feel a vibe she couldn't and begging you to describe what you felt.

Now, you two were doing something that could be seen as a bit, um...illegal. Well, where you came from it would be seen as illegal, but apparently in Pelican Town, no one really seemed to care? You decided to not think about it too much.

Abigail wanted to drag you to the rundown Community Center because there were allegedly "forest spirits" that had taken residence inside. Also, she was apparently taking you with her, because she was a bit too scared to enter the building by herself.

Everything about it seemed odd, as you would expect forest spirits to take residence in an abandoned building in a, well, forest. You didn't care though, because it intrigued you. You could sense something within Stardew Valley, and that sparked a desire to know what that sensation was.

Upon entering the decrepit building, you didn't know what you expected to run into. You knew you would find...something. The building radiated a strong aura, even when the both of you were just simply standing outside of it. If you had to predict what you would've run into, you expected it to be maybe a mystical animal sprite.

What you both did run into completely dashes your expectations. What you and Abigail find is...a colony of cutesy...apple looking creatures? Huh, you definitely couldn't have predicted that. While you think they look adorable, Abigail was absolutely frozen beside you, amazed.

"Y/N...do you know what those are?" she whispers to you. You almost don't hear her. You are too distracted by how the little creatures were looking at you. They didn't seem malicious, at least you couldn't feel anything negative about them. Another odd thing, was the fact that they seem to completely disregard Abigail's presence.

"Wha-no. Of course not," you whisper back when your brain finally registers that she asked you a question.

"I can't believe it...I didn't even think they were real," she is still in absolute awe.

"What? What are they?"

"Junimos. They're said to take care of the forests in Stardew Valley. At least that's what stories always said."

Interesting. Once again, you would think that creatures that are meant to take care of forests would be...a bit bigger. Also less cute.

The spirits all whisper to themselves, all while still glancing at you. Finally, one of them jumps up and makes its way over to you, wielding something in its hands.

"Y/N!" Abigail whisper yells to you and tries to pull you away, but you raise your hand for her to wait.

The Junimo stands in front of you and raises its arms, presenting you with what looks like a scroll.

"F...for me?" you ask, confused. The spirit does a little hop, indicating that yes, they wanted you to take it.

So you did. You carefully took it from the creature, giving a little nod and saying "thank you" to them. The spirit gives you a nod back and runs back to their friends. You unravel the scroll and...you have no idea what you're looking at. It just looks like a bunch of scribbles and symbols you can't understand.

"Woah, what is that?" Abigail asks, trying to read it too.

"I-I don't know. Clearly they want me to take it though," you glance up, but all the Junimo have gone back to the tasks they were doing before you two had entered. "Come on, let's get out of here. Maybe I can understand it better in sunlight?"

You highly doubt it, but still. So you both leave, and just as you suspected, the scroll made even less sense.

"Maybe...do you think there could be books at the library that can help us translate this?" you ask.

"I don't think so. I've read every book possible on the languages of different spirits. I don't...," Abigail trails off, suddenly becoming fidgety.

"What? What's wrong?" you quickly become concerned at her change in demeanor.

"There...there might be someone that can help," she mumbles.

"Really? Who?"

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The large tower that stands in front of you and Abigail gives you both entirely different reactions. While you look at it with fascination, she looks at it with discomfort.

"So this 'Wizard' guy...he might be able to translate this?" you say, still in disbelief that there is an actual wizard in the small town despite running into literal forest spirits and sensing a powerful, magical aura from the tower.

"Stop saying it like that. This dude's the real deal, I swear," she wrings her hands a bit, clearly uneasy.

"Alright then," you begin to walk towards the front door.

"Wh-What are you doing?" she whisper yells at you once more. "Y-You're just gonna ask him? Just like that?"

"I have to translate this. I...I think the Junimo gave it to me for a reason. I have to know," you look at your friend, who is still looking at you incredulously. "You can leave if you get a bad vibe, but I really don't feel anything negative at all."

Abigail opens her mouth to speak, but closes it. She then begins to slowly back away. You sigh and continue to walk towards the door. You knock on it and wait. Suddenly, it slowly swings open, but no one is there. You turn to look at Abigail, but she was long gone.

'Great,' you thought. 'Honestly, what is she so scared of?'

You make your way into the tower, standing in an entryway filled with plants you had never seen before. It's interesting, but you have a scroll to translate, so you continue to walk forward, heading up a small flight of steps.

You then find yourself in a large room, with a bubbling cauldron and a large symbol on the floor in a corner of the room. Standing in front of it, is an older man with purple hair and beard, dressed in black robes and wearing a hat that looks like a mix between a wizard hat and a cowboy hat. His eyes are closed, and yet he senses your presence.

"Ah, yes...come in," he says, before slowly opening his eyes and looking at you. He then stops, his eyes widening as they fall on you, as if he recognizes you. Odd, considering the fact that you had never seen him before. You would've definitely remembered. And yet, you too felt like you had seen him...somewhere.

"I-I'm sorry about bothering you, sir, b-but I think you can help me with something," you ask, sheepish because of his gaze.

"Help...ah, yes, help!," he quickly tries to shake the odd sensation he must've felt, clears his throat, and makes his way over to you. "I am Magnus Rasmodius. Seeker of the arcane truths. Mediary between physical and ethereal. Master of the seven elementals. Keeper of the sacred cha-...erm, you get the point."

He quickly wraps up his ramblings when he sees you give him a funny look. Everyone in Pelican Town fears this guy? He seems like a total dork. Not that you had a problem with that. You honestly found it cute.

"I see...well, I'm-."

"Y/N," he finishes, which causes you to be taken aback. "I know. I had foreseen your arrival. You have come to me to translate something, correct?"

"I...how...?" you shake your head. Damn, Abigail was right, this guy really does seem like the real deal. "Y-Yes, that is why I'm here."

"Naturally. Come, let me show you something," he motions for you to stand closer to the symbol on the floor. He then raises his hand and a look of concentration spreads across his face. "Behold!"

There is a bright flash, and a Junimo appears in the center of the symbol. You jump back, startled, even blinking a couple of times to make sure your eyes weren't playing tricks on you.

"You've encountered these before, correct?" he looks at your amazed face expectantly and tries to push down the amusement he felt at your childlike wonder at what happened.

"Hm? Oh-yes! I-I have," you nod. "It's a Junimo, right?"

"Correct, mysterious creatures they are. For some reason, they refuse to speak with me. And yet...," he trails off, looking back at the spirit. He raises his hand once more and they disappear in another bright flash. "They gifted you a scroll, yes?"

"Y-Yeah...is that...bad?" you awkwardly ask.

"Not at all. Just interesting...," he continues to stare where the spirit once stood, before once again shaking his head. "May I look at it?"

He holds his hand out, at which you hand him the scroll. He unravels it and takes in the writing.

"Yes, this seems about right. One moment, if you please. I shall return, shortly," and just like that, in a flash, he is gone. You look around the room cautiously, feeling out of place in a stranger's home. Your eyes fall on the cauldron once more and the green smoke being excreted from it. In all your years of chemistry, you don't think you had ever seen something like that.

Suddenly, there is another flash of light, causing you to jump once more. There the wizard stands, making his way to his cauldron.

"I have found it," he says, a bit exhausted. "Forgive me, it took a bit. The language is rather obscure."

"What does it say?" you ask, unable to hide your eagerness.

"'We, the Junimo, are happy to aid you. In return, we ask for gifts of the valley. If you are one with the forest, then you will see the true nature of this scroll,'" he recites. This causes you to cock your head to the side. "It would seem that they have taken a great interest in you...."

"Th-That's not bad, right?"

"Of course not. In fact, it is quite fascinating...," he takes a large ladle that rests within the cauldron and begins to stir. "I had wondered what compelled me to make this...."

He then raises the ladle to his nose and sniffs.

"Ah-hah! Yes, just as I thought," he then turns to you and motions for you to come closer. "Come here!"

You hesitantly move to stand next to him, which causes him to tense up a bit. Still, he clears his throat and collects himself.

"I had wondered what they had meant by "one with the forest". I think this may help. My cauldron bubbles with the essence of the forest," you look at him confused, so he explains it to you. "Baby fern, moss grub, caramel-top toadstool...can you smell it?"

He holds the ladle to your nose, which you inhale.

"It smells earthy," you conclude.

"Precisely. Here, drink it. Let the essence of the forest flow through you."

You look up at the wizard, shocked. Was he serious? He expected you to drink something from a stranger?

"It'll be alright, see," he raises the ladle to his lips and drinks a sip from it. He gives you a reassuring smile, which melts your nerves a bit, although it could've helped that he actually drank whatever was in the cauldron.

So you drink it, putting your trust in him. For some reason, there was a voice in your head that was telling you that he wouldn't let harm befall you.

The taste hits you hard. It's bitter and tastes like what you imagined the ingredients he mentioned would taste like. Still, you force it down, letting out a shaky breath afterwards.

Then the effects of the fluid hits. Your vision begins to go green. Not black, green, which actually freaked you out more due never experiencing it before. Then...you feel a calm rush through your veins. Your breathing becomes normal once more, and then....

You wake up in your home. Wait...what? No, that wasn't a dream, that couldn't have been. Looking out your window told you that it was now late afternoon. Jeez, how long had you been out? How did you even get back here? Did the wizard carry you? You were so confused, but at least you felt well rested.

You leave your bed and head outside to check on your crops, before noticing that you had a letter in your mailbox. You open it, and get some answers from it.

'Dear Y/N, my deepest apologies. I did not expect you to react so severely to the elixir. I hope you can forgive me. I made sure you got home safely and have given you back the scroll so that you may fulfill what the Junimo have asked of you. Please rest up as needed. -M.Rasmodius.'

You didn't know how to respond to the letter. Under normal circumstances you should've been outraged or confused. Instead, you found the letter to be sweet.

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Truth be told, Rasmodius was happy to get you out of his tower as fast as possible so that he may have a chance to think. There was no way you could've been who he thought you were. That strong pull towards you, the rush of electricity through his veins as his eyes fell upon you, you clearly radiating a connection to the arcane.

No, not after his luck with love. You couldn't have been the one. He didn't believe that he had such. He had accepted that the deity of love never wanted him to have a dearest companion. Especially someone as young and beautiful.

Still..., if you weren't his soulmate...perhaps you could serve well as an apprentice.

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Abigail hounded you the next day. She was so worried about you which you found humorous. The wizard seemed like he wouldn't even harm a fly. Well, unless he had too, but that's besides the point. What was important was the fact that you could now not only read the language of the Junimo, but just as you expected as you went back to the Community Center, you could understand them as well.

They had asked you for offerings. "Bundles" was the word they used. When a bundle would be completed, they would bless the community with a gift, something to benefit the villagers. If all bundles are fulfilled, the Community Center shall be returned to its former glory.

This was definitely not something you would've been expected to do back in your home city. If you were to explain it to anyone from there, they would think you were utterly mad. And yet, it was just what you desired. A quest to satiate some magical creatures that had put their trust in you? Of course you would do whatever you could to complete it.

Needless to say, Abigail thought you were the coolest friend she ever had, and promised to aid you however she could.

So you got started right away. You began with what you could do first. Completing whatever felt easiest, and working up to the more difficult bundles to be completed. And yet, despite the joy you felt when completing a bundle, the praise of a Junimo when accepting your offering, and the reward for your effort, you still felt like there was more you could do. After all, once the Community Center was completed, what then? You wouldn't allow this to be the end of your mythical adventures. So you decided to visit a certain someone that would make sure those quests never ended. At least, that was what you told yourself when you began to desire seeing Rasmodius again.

So you walked back into the Cindersap Forest and towards his tower. You knock and wait for the door to open on its own once more, before entering.

The wizard was standing right in the same spot he was when you had first met him.

"Ah, Y/N. I foresaw your coming, today. Please join me," he holds his hand out for you to come closer. You do as he tells you, less hesitantly this time. "Forgive me, but I must know. How goes your quest with the Junimo, hm?"

"Oh, it's going great!" you go on to eagerly explain what was asked of you and your progress. Rasmodius smiles at your enthusiasm, his heart even beating a bit faster.

"Excellent. Just as I thought, they had put their faith in you, Y/N. Do not falter."

"I won't," you smile up at him, a bit of pride flowing through you. Suddenly, the wizard clears his throat, composing himself once more.

"You are destined to do great things, Y/N. That is why it is good you came. I have something for you," he begins, causing you to look up at him curiously.

"What is it?" you ask, unable to hide your intrigue.

"A lesson in the pervasive energies of the world," he explains, which causes you to look at him oddly.

"I-I'm sorry, um, what do you mean?"

"Let me explain," he then motions to the stone floor. "Do you see this symbol here?"

"Yes. I was wondering about it," you say, trying to analyze it. Did you see it in a book somewhere?

"I imagined so," he nods. "This is a gate. A portal to another world. A doorway through which an elemental can traverse or a window through which I can peer."

With Rasmodius' explanation, your fascination with the symbol grows. All you can utter is a noise of awe, which once again amuses the wizard.

"Indeed, Now, tell me, have you ever encountered an elemental?" he asks. You think a bit, until your eyes widen a bit at a revelation.

No, you hadn't seen an elemental in person, but you read about them in a book Abigail had given you. You also remembered seeing the symbol in the book as well.

"No, but I've read about them," you explain, which causes the wizard's eyes to widen a bit. "They are creatures made up of the properties of our universe. They can only bond with those who can properly use magic."

"That is correct," he trails off, before shaking his head. "Your intrigue with such beings is fascinating."

"Isn't everyone? Creatures that shouldn't exist, creatures that go against everything we know about science, still occupy the same world we do," you cock your head to the side.

"Yes, but they still don't believe that they are real. Just creatures created for fantasy," he sighs. "That is why your interest in the manner is rather captivating...that is why the spirits must have taken a great interest in you."

You look at the wizard, stupefied. When you decided to visit him today, you didn't really expect this.

"You sense them, correct? Even when those around you cannot?" he asks.

"Yes," you then begin to think. "In fact, ever since I drank that elixir you made, they have only gotten stronger...voices getting louder."

"As mentioned, you are destined to do great things, Y/N. I have no doubts in my mind that your abilities may...attract greater attention," he looks into your eyes, and you can swear you see a bit of longing within them. Perhaps that was just you though, as he quickly blinks it away. "Serve the world and be at peace."

The sound of his front door opening causes you to turn your head. Taking it as your time to leave, you nod back at Rasmodius and bid him farewell. You had your crops to tend to, and Abigail wanted you to go frog hunting with her.

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It was a warm, sunny day, and when days were warm and sunny, you found yourself hanging outside. Especially since you enjoyed listening to the voices of the forest. You found yourself in the Cindersap Forest once more but you did not intend to visit Rasmodius. You wondered if the spirits around a wizard's home were any different then those that were not. Maybe stronger, maybe louder, maybe....

A force stops you when you come across a clearing. You don't know what it is, but it is a force that wants you to watch something. Something that the wizard was doing.

He was standing in the center of the clearing, his eyes closed and face strained with concentration. It looks like the forest was being illuminated by a blue light. He then raises his hand to the sky, and holds it for a moment, before his eyes flutter open and his body relaxes. You don't even realize that whatever was holding you had let you go.

"It is alright, Y/N. You may approach," he turns his head to you. You leave from your spot at the tree line and move to him.

"What were you doing?" you inquire.

"Just assessing the barrier," he glances back up to the sky. "It should last 6 more seasons."

"Barrier?" you look up but don't see anything odd.

"Let me explain," he looks back at you. "While Stardew Valley may seem tranquil, monsters do lurk in its darker corners, particularly deep in the woods. West of my tower, there are dangerous slimes that attack any human they see."

"Like...more dangerous than the ones in the mines?" you ask. You had started exploring the mines a little while ago, and you had your fair share of encounters with slimes of varying colors.

"Indeed," he affirms. "And as the magic practitioner of Stardew Valley and Pelican Town, it is my responsibility to maintain the magical barrier that prevents the monsters from attacking."

"Wow," you glance upwards once more. "That...sounds like a lot of pressure."

"It is, but it is something I must do. When a witch or wizard chooses their home, they also swear to protect the residents of that home," he explains.

"Is it hard?" you ask, which causes Rasmodius to chuckle. The sound makes your heart skip a bit.

"Not after having a lot of practice," he shakes his head amused. "Although, the barrier I keep isn't too vast. There are many witches and wizards that maintain barriers that dwarf mine considerably. Those do take a considerable amount of mana."

"Well then," you give him a small smile. "Thank you for your protection."

Your words cause him to smile back. No one ever thanked him, and he never expected such, but it still felt nice. Especially since it was coming from you. Suddenly, he pauses before looking at the sun.

"Ah, my apologies, Y/N. I must attend a council meeting."

You open your mouth to ask him what he meant, but he had already disappeared in a flash of light. You sigh, but look towards the sky once more. It was a noble thing, protecting those that seem to fear him. Those that probably never thanked him.

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Your connection with the spirits of Stardew Valley only grew, especially as you approached the last few bundles for the Junimo. As such, Abigail would tag along with you on your walks into the forest to hear what the voices within would say. You had no problems translating for her, especially since the spirits had taken a liking to her because of her passion.

You also found yourself discussing anything significant in your conversations with Rasmodius, as he had taken great interest in your connection with the forest spirits. You would also visit his tower when you were curious about something you had read in a book on the supernatural.

That was what you were doing now. You had read something that had intrigued you, so you entered the Cindersap Forest on a quest for answers. You knocked on the door to the wizard's tower, but it didn't open on its own like it usually would.

'He must be at a meeting or something,' you think, before turning to walk away. 'Maybe next-'

Slowly, the front door creaks open. You look back at it, confused, but enter. He must've just got back.

You enter the tower and call his name, but get no answer. Odd. He's not in the main room. You even checked his bedroom, but nothing. You think about leaving, until you remember a staircase leading downwards in the entryway.

You walk down the steps, still calling for Rasmodius and getting nothing in return. Upon entering the basement of the tower, you pause, a rush of energy flooding through you. You wonder what he does down here to make you feel such an aura.

You find yourself being pulled to a room full of books. It's cozy, a room you desire for your own farm. Maybe the next time you speak with Robin, you can discuss it with her. Maybe you'd even include the strange shrine as well. The thought makes you chuckle.

Your eyes scan the many books on the shelves until one calls to you. You pull the book from its place and open it carefully, as it looks quite old.

'....The deity of nature gifted her followers a connection to the Earth. Those that could both wield the powers of the arcane and worship her offerings, would have their stars rewritten. Their crops would always grow plentiful. Their animals always healthy. The spirits of the trees would regard them as their own, granting them their trust. And if they satisfied the requests of the spirits, they would be gifted great rewards....'

'Interesting,' you continue to read on. 'A deity of nature...I wonder what other deities there are. What do they gift?'

Suddenly, a bright flash of light appears beside you, causing you to jump. The wizard now stands before you.

"What are you doing? I only allow those I trust down here," he demands, before his eyes cast down to the book in your hands.

"I-I was j-just wondering where you were, a-and I-I just," you trail off, shaking a bit.

"Hm," he moves closer to you and glances at your book. "This book is over a hundred years old. It details both the history of life itself and the history of users of witchcraft...quite an odd book for you to find intriguing."

"I-I don't know...I find it interesting," you defend, a bit confused at his change in demeanor.

"I see...," he thinks, before shaking his head. "Forgive me, it seems I had forgotten whom I have been talking to. You hunger for knowledge, Y/N. You desire to know the explanations to all of the mysteries the arcane holds."

"I do," you agree, which causes him to nod.

"Visitors from the town here are rare, and not one of them has been drawn to my books," the wizard laments. "My teachings would be insufficient if I never let you quench your thirst for knowledge. For that reason, I shall grant you access to my basement. As long as you promise to stay away from the 'Shrine of Illusions' and the warp hall, you may read any of the books in my collection that interest you."

"Really?" your eyes light up and a smile grows on your face.

"Yes," he chuckles out at your reaction. "Just don't open them too far, as it could crack the spines. Some of these books are hundreds of years old."

"I promise, I will be careful," you look down at the book in your hands and back up at him, before throwing your arms around him in an embrace. "Thank you so much, Rasmodius."

Your hug startles him and makes his body heat up. Oh how he desperately wants to throw his arms around you too. Still, he settles with awkwardly patting your back.

"You are dearly welcome...perhaps I may even be able to teach you some light magic as well," he remarks, causing you to pull away.

"I would like that very much."

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As your knowledge of the arcane grew, so did your abilities that Rasmodius would teach you. You visited him often, whether to read or for a lesson. It was odd, having someone occupy the same space as him after being alone for so long, but the wizard didn't complain. However, he still questioned if you truly were his soulmate. He longed for you, really he did, but you could've very well been another test. If he had loved and lost before, why couldn't you be the same?

So he tried to stay professional, and when that failed he tried to stay cordial. He enjoyed your presence, and if he couldn't have you as a lover, he'd have you as a friend.

Your thoughts on him weren't as complex. You saw him as a wonderful teacher, and as an eccentric friend. You especially would enjoy when he would go on tangents about things he was most passionate about. It reminded you that despite being powerful and almost intimidating, he was still a lovable dork. You had to admit, you were crushing on him a little bit.

You went to visit the wizard on a relatively nice day. Not because you wanted to learn or read anything in particular, but because you wanted to hang out with him if you could.

You arrive and find him outside, muttering something to the plants in his garden.

"Hi, Rasmodius!" you chirp, approaching him.

"Good afternoon, Y/N. I'll be with you shortly," he greets.

"What are you doing?" you cock your head to the side.

"Just a simple protection spell," he explains. "There has been a recent influx of locusts in the forest. I'm just making sure they don't come after my fruit. It's much more efficient than your typical pesticides."

"Really? Wow, you're gonna have to teach me that for my own crops," you remark, causing him to chuckle.

"I don't think you will have to worry, but if it puts your thoughts at ease," with that, he finishes up the spell for the rest of his fruit. Once he finishes, his face drops. "I need to maintain a layer of magical protections on these plants anyway. My ex wife hated them...said they were a sign I was growing soft."

"That's awful," you gasp.

"She still tries to lay the odd hex or two on them when she's out flying at night," he replies, nodding. This only causes a small inferno to spark within you. Not only because it affected your friend, but also because it felt like a slap in the face with your love of farming. What a horrible woman!

"Hmph, well I hope karma bites her back for that," you mutter angrily. Your reaction causes him to mumble something to himself.

"It's one of the reasons Caroline and I....She has a lovely sunroom, you see. Oh well...," though it is soft, you can still hear it. At the mention of Caroline's name, a bit of jealousy sparks within you, even though it seems like whatever he had with her had ended. Rasmodius just shakes his head and clears his throat. "It's difficult. While I love the solitude of the forest, and I enjoy my duties of protecting the Valley...but even a wizard gets disheartened at having his heart broken twice."

Your gaze on him softens, although you do think about how you wouldn't be able to visit Abigail's home now that you were developing a bit of a hate-on for her mom. Upon seeing the sympathetic look in your eyes, the wizard just shakes his head.

"Do not worry about it, Y/N. I will be alright. I'm...," he stops, deciding to change directions with his words. "I'm certainly not in a hurry to give it a third try...but if I do happen to fall in love again someday, it will be with someone who can appreciate a good garden."

"Well, my farm does have an awful lot of plants," you find yourself saying, not realizing you had said it out loud and not in your head until he starts laughing.

"I suppose you are right. But remember, even once you get past the plants, there is the smell of the cauldron," he smiles, before turning to enter his tower. "If you would excuse me, I have business to attend to inside, now that my plants have been adequately protected."

"Y-Yeah, right, um," your face feels hot. "I should probably go too. I'll see you tomorrow, Rasmodius."

"Please, from here on out, call me Magnus. I believe we are past the point of formalities and it's less of a mouthful," he quips.

"Right, well...see you tomorrow, Magnus," you rephrase. He's right, it is a lot easier to say.

"Of course," he muses. "And you as well, Y/N."

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If you had to describe your relationship with Magnus to someone, you would describe it like the drop of a roller coast. Climbing up that large hill of your friendship, and now at the top. The cart is teetering in-between platonic and romantic. The two of you truly have been growing closer, getting to a point where you felt like you needed to see each other at least once a day.

You had never felt this way towards anyone before, it was such a strong pull you felt towards him that you couldn't explain, so after a long day of tending to your crops and animals, you went to visit his tower. Sure, it was a bit late...okay very late, but you knew he would be happy to see you again.

Nowadays, you would still knock on his front door, but would let yourself in without waiting for it to open by itself. You call for Magnus but receive no answer. Upon entering the main room of the tower, however, you found him muttering to himself while mixing something in his cauldron.

Suddenly, he curses in frustration and begins to pace back and forth in front of it. You make your way towards him, concerned.

"Magnus?"

The wizard jumps at your voice, before relaxing when he realizes it's just you.

"Y/N, I apologize. I didn't hear you enter," he places a hand over his heart and takes a deep breath. "It would seem you caught me in the midst of some rather delicate work."

"Oh, really? What are you doing?" you ask, intrigued.

"I find myself in need of a way to produce artificial energies for my own use," he explains, though it doesn't answer your question that much.

"And what might that be?" you push, causing him to let out a defeated sigh.

"I...um...have not been sleeping lately. I hoped to remedy that with this ritual, but I have only achieved frustration, as you might've noticed," he pinches the bridge of his nose and breathes out a tired breath.

"That's terrible. Is there no sleeping elixir recipe out there?" you question. You couldn't imagine the last time you got a poor night sleep. Surely it must've been before moving here.

"This was the last one I tried," he mutters, before looking at you. "Tell me, Y/N, what do you do when you cannot sleep?"

"I wish I could tell you, but I really don't remember the last time I couldn't," you reply sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Magnus."

"Hm, just my luck," he shakes his head.

"Have you tried common, non magical ways? Tea? Meditation?" you throw out.

"Believe me, I have tried everything that the mundane do first," he moves past you to pace around his portal, grumbling to himself. "I am doomed to toil until I succeed or fall into my own cauldron."

You just shake your head and follow him, grabbing his arm to stop him.

"Magnus, enough," you say, sternly. "If even magic won't work, then the only thing left to do is just lay down."

"I can assure you I've tried that," he mutters.

"Well then, I guess I'm staying here until you try again," you figure.

He sighs once more, and stares down at you. Unfortunately for him, you weren't showing any signs of backing down, which causes him to relent.

"Oh, very well. I will try again. But just know that I will be back at this as soon as you leave."

"Whelp, I guess that means I'm staying the night, then," you quip, which causes his face to heat up and for him to clear his throat.

"Yes...well," he thinks for a moment, before giving you a tired smile. "It'll be quite difficult for you to keep yourself entertained watching me sleep."

You just shrug, and follow him into his small bedroom. He mutters something to himself, and in a flash of light he is now dressed in...oddly casual pajamas. He then crawls under the covers of his bed, but smirks at the strange look on your face.

"What?"

"Nothing...just surprised that you dress like a normal person for bed," you tease. "I thought you would've worn a night shirt or long underwear."

Magnus laughs and shakes his head.

"Believe me, I find the simplicity of these to be a lot more comfortable. Just promise to not tell anyone in the village about it."

"Ha! They wouldn't believe me even if I got a picture of you," you make your way over to his side of the bed and sit on the edge now that he seems comfortable. His smile begins to fade and he lets out a sigh.

"Y/N," he begins, eyes starting to get heavy and moving to take your hand.

"Yes, Magnus?" you let him hold your hand and squeeze it reassuringly.

"Please...don't let me...dream...," and with that, he nods off. What an odd request. Still, you would do it. You honestly would probably do anything he asked you.

You sit there for a bit, watching his peaceful face as he sleeps. You promised you would stay all night, so why not get comfortable yourself? After all, his bed was big enough for two. You carefully stand up and move to the other side. You then quietly mutter the same spell he did, replacing your previous clothes with your own pajamas.

Now dressed to sleep, you gently climb onto the bed, keeping yourself above the covers fearing that sleeping under them would've been too far. Jeez, his bed was comfy, and as soon as your head rested on the pillows, you fell asleep.

What did he have trouble sleeping for?

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As morning rolls over Stardew Valley, Magnus stirs and slowly blinks open his eyes. Did he really sleep all night? Not to mention the fact that he didn't dream once. He smiles to himself, realizing that you by his side really did help him. He sits up to stretch but pauses as he feels something, or more accurately someone, moving behind him. He glances over his shoulder, and his eyes widen. He couldn't believe what he was looking at.

There you were sleeping peacefully on the other side of his bed. You look so serene, the glow from the sunlight illuminating your beauty. The scene makes him smile, before averting his eyes and shifting a bit when he sees that your pajamas was a pretty night dress.

You yawn and sit up, stretching yourself. When you open your eyes, you let out a surprised gasp.

"What's wrong?" Magnus turns back to look at you concerned.

"I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sleep here all night-or at all," you quickly try to defend, worried that you have made him uncomfortable.

"Please, do not worry about it. Your presence...,"he thinks for a moment before continuing. "Your presence was greatly appreciated."

"So you slept all night?" you ask, a small grin forming on your face.

"Yes, I did," he nods, and gives you his own smile.

"I really don't get it," you wonder. "Your bed's so comfortable, and you fell asleep rather quick. Why have you been having trouble with it?"

He looks away from you and sighs, already feeling his face heat up with shame.

"Occasionally, I find myself plagued with dark dreams...and I decide to childishly resort to avoiding sleep entirely. I must apologize for the state you found me in, but I must also thank you for choosing to stay by my side," he turns back to you and takes your hands in his. "With you by my side, I slept soundly as I have not for several weeks."

This makes your smile grow, and for your cheeks to warm up.

"Aw...you're welcome," you reply, a bit sheepish now. "You know I'm always happy to help you, Mag."

He lets out a small laugh at that. He normally was not a big fan of nicknames, but with you he would make an exception.

"Yes, well...," he squeezes your hand while he thinks. "If there is anything I can do to repay you, you have but to ask."

"Oh please, I...well," you drawl out, playfully. "If you insist...some breakfast would be nice."

"Of course. What would you like?" he asks, and you tell him what you're craving. "Alright, just a moment."

You expect him to get up and go find what you requested, but instead he holds his hand out flat and says a spell. Suddenly, a tray appears in his hand with what you asked for on it. Your eyes widen in shock.

"Yo-You can just do that? You can just summon food?" you move to touch the tray to see if it is real.

"Yes, but it can take a considerable amount of mana depending on how much food is summoned. So thank you for giving me something relatively simple," you giggle at that, before he offers you the tray. "Go ahead, and eat. Oh, and don't be afraid to ask for more if that is what you desire."

You did eat what Magnus gave you, and it was the best breakfast you had ever eaten.

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Could you have said that your relationship with Magnus was far from friendship at that point? Yes, you absolutely could. To be fair, it is hard to keep things platonic when you both longed for each other and slept in the same bed. The real question was when things would become official, and you could finally say that you two were a couple.

Fortunately, the time came when you got a letter in your mailbox.

'Greetings YN, many untold wonders are sheltered amongst the trees. Today, in particular, a strange energy stirs in the forest. If you would like to learn more on these unknown secrets, meet me in the hidden woods North of my tower. Sincerely, Magnus.'

It was a rather formal letter, then again Mag did like to be formal when he was teaching you something. You were none the wiser to the letter's true nature, as you were too excited to know what he had found.

So you departed from your farm after taking care of your crops and animals, making your way to where you were asked to meet him.

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You found Magnus standing in the center of what looked to have been an old shrine, with cracked pillars, pink roses, and the statue of a beautiful woman. It all looks so tranquil, a place where you could just go to be alone and think. As you approach him, he appears to be lost in thought, looking at the statue.

"Boo!" you playfully jump out and startle him out of his thoughts.

"Ah! Oh Y/N, you must grant an old wizard some mercy with tricks like that," he sighs, but a smile forms on his face at your mischievous giggle.

"Sorry, but it was just too easy," you let out in-between your impish fit. "Besides, I gotta keep this old wizard on his toes, don't I?"

His grin only widens at that and he shakes his head.

"It's good that you came," he says, almost absentmindedly.

"Why wouldn't I? You knew what you were doing when you wrote that letter."

"Yes, well," he takes a deep breath before continuing. "I'm afraid I have deceived you with what I wrote. I have brought you here for...a different purpose."

"Oh, um, okay," this confuses but still intrigues you on what he had in store for you. "Why am I here, then?"

"As you know, I have spent much of my life to divination and communication with ill-understood lifeforms," his face falls. "As such I have lost much of what comes naturally in human conversation. It is difficult for me to...oh, how is it said...?"

He trails off a bit, before placing a hand over his heart. He then glances at you and takes a step closer.

"Y/N," he takes your hands into his. "Listen. Open your mind. Open your senses. Can you hear it?"

You strain your ears to see if you can pick up the voices of the forest, but you can't hear anything.

"Hear what?" you ask, not realizing you had taken a step closer to him.

"My heart," he explains. "It pounds in my chest more fiercely than I have ever known it to."

His words make your own heart's pace speed up, and an unfamiliar warmth begins to spread throughout your body.

"The energies of the Earth surge around us. Her energy surges around us. It can be no accident. I have grown tired of lying to myself. I can no longer deny my feelings for you," his words make your eyes widen in surprise. "I truly did not think it possible after my ex wife and-oh never mind them. I care nothing for them now. I only care for you, my dearest Y/N, for you have enchanted me."

As soon as he finishes his confession, your mind replays his words in your head over and over. They make you feel like you're floating, like all of this is just a dream. Eventually, a voice whispers in your ear that you should probably respond to him.

"I feel the same way," you finally get out, although you wish you could've confessed your feelings to him in an equally beautiful way.

"Truly?" he asks, suddenly, which makes you giggle. "Ahem, I mean-that is...of course you do."

He rambles on about how he "never doubted" your feelings for him. You let him babble on though, as it's just another reminder of how he was a dork.

Your lovable dork.

You smile and move to wrap your arms around his neck, which stops him. He beams down at you, bringing one of his hands to your waist, while the other caresses your cheek.

Like two magnets, your bodies lock together and your lips meet his. The feeling causes sparks to fly behind your eyelids, and for electricity to flow through your veins. Then, an image flashes in your mind. A passage from a book.

'....And the deity of love gifted the followers of the arcane with a soulmate, rewriting the stars so that they would meet the one who would give them eternal happiness on the mortal and astral plain.'

When you both finally pull away, you look at him in awe, especially with everything now looking more vibrant.

"...That's what you are. You're my soulmate, aren't you?" you breath, still reeling from the kiss.

"And you, mine," he utters, still caressing your face. "With my heart broken twice, I had assumed the deity of love had not wished for it to be complete. But now I realize she was punishing me for my impatience, for not waiting on you."

You turn your head to look at the statue beside you. The woman's stone face looks upon you and Magnus benevolently.

"And this...this is her shrine, isn't it?" your eyes fall back onto him.

"It was the only way to be sure," he explains.

And with that, your lips found each other once more, as if even that brief moment of them apart was too long. You had never kissed anyone before, but with the knowledge that you know now, you doubt that it would even feel half as good.

Eventually, you two were no longer standing. You were now laying on the soft grass with him hovering over you, his lips now on your neck and his beard was scratching your sensitive skin in the best way possible. Neither of you even realize it, slowly becoming intoxicated on the other. Even as you begin to mewl and writhe underneath Mag from him sucking your soft flesh, you both only become aware of your predicament when he pulls away to look at you.

"Ah, forgive me," Magnus pants but still doesn't move off of you. "I have no idea what's gotten into me."

"Are you gonna stop?" you breath out, unable to hide your disappointment.

"Do you wish for me to continue?" truth be told, he really wants to, feeling a powerful lust flow through him that he had never felt before. Of course, your comfort came first, always.

Fortunately for him, you are being consumed by the same raging desire, and you nod desperately. With that, he takes the straps of the dress you were wearing and slowly pulls them downward, exposing more of your skin for him to worship.

You should've been embarrassed, nervous even considering the fact that this was going to be your first time having sex, but your mind is way too fuzzy to care. Especially as his mouth is back on you, now focusing on your chest and having his teeth graze your flesh.

Slowly, he moves downward as does your dress, until your breasts are exposed to him. He wastes no time moving to one of them, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud there, before locking it in-between his lips. Meanwhile, your other breast is being massaged by one of his rough hands. The feeling causes you to cry out and arch your back upwards. You don't know if it's even possible for your panties to get anymore wet, especially as he switches so that your breasts get equal treatment.

You continue to moan and your fingers thread themselves in-between Mag's violet locks, nails scratching his scalp and causing him to groan. He pulls himself away from you, which pulls a whine from your lips, but you stop when he pulls your dress from your body and tosses it to the side.

It was only now, with you being in only your panties, that you realize the intensity of the situation.

"M-Mag?" you manage to whimper out.

"Yes, my love?" he gazes up at you with his pupils blown wide. The sight is almost enough for you to forget your words.

"I-I'm...this is...,"it takes all your might for your cloudy brain to form what you wanted to say. "T-This is...my...first t-time."

Despite his mind being just as muddy, your words still pierce him.

"Is...is it, really?" he breathes out, to which you nod. "I see...."

He lowers his head to your stomach and places a kiss there.

"Let me take care of you...I will take care of you," he murmurs in-between kisses, getting lower and lower until his fingers find the waistband of your panties.

He looks up at you, his eyes asking you for permission. You let out a soft "please", desperate for him to continue. So he does, not wanting to deny you, and pulls the damp fabric from your body. The sight of your soaked pussy makes him groan and realize just how uncomfortable his robes were.

Magnus mutters a spell to himself, causing his clothing to disappear entirely, and sighs with a bit of relief. You, on the other hand, are now delirious with lust as you gaze upon him. You had never seen this much of him before, not that you were complaining, especially as your eyes fall on his cock. He was long, with the tip bright red and precum dripping down his shaft. You honestly thought that he was going to just fuck you right then and there, which you certainly had no problems with.

He surprises you though, lowering his head to place a kiss to your mound first, then to your wet folds. You shamelessly moan at the feeling of your pussy finally getting some attention. He then begins to drag his tongue through your lower lips, starting at your entrance and ending at your clit, moaning a bit as he laps up your arousal.

Your hands find themselves back in his hair, sobbing loudly with pleasure. This just eggs Mag on as he latches his lips onto your clit, sucking on it harshly to see how you'd react. Just as he thought, your fingers tighten their grasp and your wails increase in volume and pitch.

He then slips one of his fingers inside of you, finding little resistance due to your slick. The feeling of what could be compared to a coil tightening forms within your stomach, your release imminent. All it takes is him pushing in a second finger to drive you over the edge. You cum hard on his hand and mouth, tears of pleasure flowing down your face. If you cumming from his mouth was that intense, you can't even imagine what cumming on his dick's going to be like.

Even as you fall from your high, Mag continues to scissor his fingers inside of you, stretching you out so you can be ready for his length. It is taking him his little self control he has to not fuck you quite yet, but quickly snaps once his brain hyper focuses on how your pussy swallows up his digits, not to mention the feeling.

So he pulls his hand away from your body, and wastes no time lining his cock up with your tight little hole. He looks back up at your blissed out face, though he gives you less time to give him permission. Not that you care, you're craving his dick despite getting your release mere seconds ago.

As soon as he pushes the tip of his length inside of you, he quickly loses himself. That sweet, lovable dork that never liked losing his composure was nowhere to be found. In his place was a man that was rutting into you like his life depended on it.

The pain that you should've been feeling from him repeatedly shoving all of cock in and out of you was severely dulled. It felt like you were being claimed by him, and as such, all you could really focus on was pleasure. Likewise he was feeling like he was being claimed by you, which was why he was fucking you like an animal in heat, on top of the fact that he had denied himself of such pleasure for so long.

That feeling was the two of you officially sealing your bond as soulmates, and nothing from here on out would shatter it. Of course, the two of you would realize that after the heavy cloud of lust left your brains.

At a particularly harsh thrust, you dig your nails into Mag's back and throw one of your legs over his waist, which he wraps an arm around to hold it in place. The new angle causes the tip of his dick to hit areas inside of you that you weren't even sure were real up until that point.

All it takes is three strokes of his cock inside of you for you to cum hard, screaming so loud that you wouldn't be surprised if someone all the way in the village heard you. At the feeling of your velvety walls constricting his length, he let out his own moan as he floods your pussy with his seed.

You both are sweaty and exhausted, with Magnus using all of his strength to keep himself from crushing your limp body. He continues to shallowly thrust into you, not wanting to come down from his high. To be fair, you didn't want to either, as your vision was still white and your legs still felt like jelly.

When the two of you finally do come back down to Earth, you both don't know what to say, still not believing that this was real. All you can pant out is an exhausted "wow", followed by a tired laugh. Mag smirks at your reaction, but quickly loses it.

"What's wrong?" you ask, concerned, worried he was starting to have regrets.

"That...that really was a miserable way to lose your virginity, wasn't it?" he lets go of your leg and moves his hand to your face, brushing some strands that were sticking to your sweaty face.

"I...I don't think so," you move your own hand up to his face to cup his cheek. "I really enjoyed myself. Did...didn't you?"

"O...Of course I did. It's just...," he frowns. "I just feel that your first time should've been passionate and spent on a comfortable bed, and not with me rutting into you like an animal in heat."

"I don't mind," you shrug. "I enjoyed that a lot. Besides, I thought you were really hot."

"Really? Even though I looked completely undignified?"

You giggle and nod.

"Absolutely," you then pull him down into a kiss, which he returns. When you both pull away you glance upwards at the statue. "I think it was what she wanted anyways."

Magnus turns to look up at the statue as well.

"Perhaps you are right," he nods, before smiling down at you. "Still, if I can't worship you on a soft bed during, would you allow me to do so, afterwards?"

"I'd like that, but um, Mag?" you ask.

"Yes my love?"

"Do you think you could warp us to that bed? I don't think I'll be walking for a while," you quip.

"Ah-yes, of course! Um...I am terribly sorry," his apologizes sheepishly.

"As I said, it's fine. I was just warning you," you tease.

He nods, before carefully pulling out and moving off of you. He collects your panties and dress, before pulling you into his lap.

In a flash of light, the two of you were in his bedroom. Magnus sets your clothes at the foot of the bed, before gently laying you down on top of the soft covers. He then lies down next to you, and pulls you close to him. You nuzzle into his chest eagerly, getting comfortable.

"Yeah, this is nice, too," you smile.

He nods at you, and begins to rub your back. Suddenly, he tenses up.

"Uh oh, what now?" you giggle, looking up at him.

"I haven't even told you that I love you, yet. I truly am a horrible soulmate aren't I," he shakes his head.

"I thought that was your big declaration you gave me at the shrine?" you smirk.

"Yes, but it wasn't those three words was it?"

"Mm, no, but it had the same effect," you hum.

"Did it really? I would've rather...," he trails off about what he wished he would've done for the whole thing. Of course, you get tired of his rambling and place a kiss to his lips to shut him up.

"You really are a big dork, you know that Mag?" you quip. "But if it helps you rest up, tell me now."

"As you wish," he nods, before clearing his throat. "I love you, Y/N. And I promise that I will cherish you in this life and the next."

"I love you too, Magnus," you start before getting comfortable once more. "And for as long as I exist, I will stay by your side and love you as fiercely as you'll let me."

[madameaug]

LEAK?! || JK x OC

Pairing: Celebrity Jungkook x Non-celebrity Jennette

*note* this is not a cont of "Meet the Mod". I'm just writing ideas as they come to me (carry on :)

WC: 1.4k >

Warning: implied sexual encounter

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Jennette patted herself on her back, proud that she stepped out of her apartment in a public space with the current shit show her relationship was in. Four months ago, the couple celebrated their second anniversary. Jennette made it a habit to have more intimate plans for their anniversaries as her boyfriend was one of the most popular male celebrities in the world. Fighting the swarm of fans and paparazzi would zap any romance the couple would try to keep. However, Jungkook was adamant this year, to do something outside of his luxurious apartment. He wanted to treat his lovebug.

And with genuine intention, he wanted their anniversary to be special. Jennette fondly remembered the day. They had a couple's massage, and Jungkook rented out a movie theatre so they could watch the Blockbuster hit 'Barbie'. A movie that Jennette was really looking forward to see, since the trailer dropped on YouTube. To end the night the pair ate at a five-star Brazillian steakhouse and filled their bellies with tender, well-seasoned poultry. For dessert, they took that back to the hotel room that Jennette happened to be staying at. In the room, the couple engaged in the most passionate, face-fanning, toe-curling rounds of sex.

Jennette saw stars that night. Their bodies molded into one. Jungkook centered on Jennette's pleasure, and Jennette did the same. The day was perfect. Til it wasn't.

Jennette had to leave South Korea to return to her work obligations in the United States. Her phone delivered a heart-dropping notification as she got off her connecting flight from Los Angeles to Atlanta. One that sourced anxiety in Jennette for the next four months. The hotel they were in for their anniversary placed a hidden camera in their hotel room. The camera recorded the intimate moment shared between the couple.

Clicking on the video, Jennette realized that only her voice and moans could be picked up on the video. She wanted to dig a hole and lay there for the rest of her life. Her gasps of pleasure were not available for the public domain to laugh and critique. Words only meant for Jungkook were now, being flipped to mock her. To make matters worse the leak occurred right as Jungkook was in the middle of promoting his single 'Seven'. He couldn't fly to Atlanta to comfort and soothe his girlfriend, as he would be in legal trouble for breaking those contracts.

Leaving Jennette alone to cope with the unwanted attention. She can't lie and say that breaking up with Jungkook didn't cross her mind. But she knew that was a cowardly approach to dealing with the situation. She loved him and would only be punishing herself with a breakup. Plus, it's not like Jungkook knew about the camera; she just wanted to lean on his shoulder for support.

"Jeanie!" Jungkook rushed over to his girlfriend, engulfing her in a hug. His outfit was so casual and baggy. A white tank top with a zip-up jacket. A gold chain that Jennette bought him for his birthday laid against his skin.

"I'm so sorry baby." Jungkook kissed her lips repeatedly expressing his feelings through his affection. His hands pulled her hips towards his pelvis wanting no space between them. Jennette slipped her hand around Jungkook's lips to stop the kisses.

"We need to talk." Jennette took Jungkook into her office building. Her job working within the capitol building in Georgia meant that this was the secured building she had access to. Cameras were not allowed within a 5-mile radius of the building or in each employee's cubicle. Meaning there was total privacy.

Jungkook took a seat in the small chair across from Jennette's desk. He took note of the framed picture of the two on her desk. It was a picture from Jennette's birthday party. Since her birthday was a few days before Christmas, Jennette chose the theme of her birthday to be the North Pole. Obviously, she and Jungkook were Mrs. & Mr. Claus. Jungkook was dressed like Santa with a fake white puffy beard and a fake belly. Jennette looked like Mrs.Claus. She wore a velvet red down with white cuffs. In the photo, Jennette and Jungkook are biting into a shared chocolate cookie. They were so cute.

"I can't believe this happened." Jennette paced in her office. Both her hands wrapped around the back of her neck. She rotated her neck in both directions, trying to relieve some tension in her body.

"I called Bang PD and he's got his best lawyers drafting paperwork to sue the hotel for everything. They won't get away with this."

Jungkook reached out to hold Jennette's hand. It was clear that Jennette was reluctant to accept Jungkook's affection. Her hand was limp within his. Eyes steady at the ground.

"Baby?"

It was hard for Jungkook to imagine how Jennette would respond to the leak. He wanted to call her several times over the four months they were physically apart. He wanted to get in her head, as it was rare for her to be so quiet about something like this. With this new attitude, he couldn't help but notice at the shorter text messages he was receiving. The lack of emojis in her text messages, and the increased grammatical typing in their text messages. It was like to she backtracking in the relationship. Speaking so formally to him, one time addressing him as his full name 'Jungkook'.

"Don't let this get you down, baby. We can come up from this." Jungkook so optimistically. A trait that Jennette genuinely loved about him, but now it seemed to annoy her.

"It's easy for you to say that, Jungkook, it's not your voice they hear. It's me." Jennette vented. While she didn't want Jungkook to necessarily be heard on the video, she just wished that she didn't have her entire look being picked through with a fine tooth comb. Before she deleted her social media pages, men sent her the most inappropriate messages, trying to learn more about her sexual desires. Some even outright sent videos of them pleasuring themselves to her moans. She felt dirty.

"Uh-uh. Don't call me that." Jungkook spoke.

"Jungkook I'm serious."

"Ow!" Jennette rubbed her bottom. Jungkook was quick with the heavy-handed tap he gave her bottom. She cut her eyes at Jungkook.

"Come here." Jungkook motioned to Jennette with his arms wide open. With a gentle tug, Jungkook wrapped his arms around her. His chin rested on her forehead. Jennette wrapped her arms around Jungkook, taking note of the wider shoulders he now has. Her fingers could feel the muscles on his back.

"I'm sorry. I've just been dealing with a lot." Jennette looked up at Jungkook.

"And I missed you."

"I'm sorry I couldn't be there four months ago. But I'm here now, and I don't plan on leavin' either."

Jennette leaned in closer and kissed Jungkook. The kiss was slow and tender. They took their time catching up with each other. Nothing seemed as important as them re-establishing that connection. The connection that got them through so much in the past. The same connection that would get them through this seemingly small hiccup.

"Why couldn't the video pick up you moaning." Jennette playfully rolled her eyes.

"I don't make noise baby that's why."

"Pfft. Please. 'Baby yes, yes. Do that again." Jennette deepened her voice trying to sound like Jungkook during the night in question. Both of them were quite vocal in the bedroom. That was how comfortable they were with each other.

"You gonna do me like that." Jungkook nuzzled his forehead against Jennette's. "If I recall, I was instructed to 'beat it up'. So I was just following your lead, baby."

Jungkook laughed when Jennette shoved his chest. She scoffed at his accurate account. She grumbled, 'whatever'.

"But on a serious note, don't stress anymore. I'm gonna handle this. I promise." Jungkook extended his pinky finger.

With a smile on her face, Jennette intertwined her pinky with his. If Jungkook said he was going to do something, Jennette believed it. Never once had he let her down.

"I know you will." Jennette waved their connected hands for a second, letting out a deep breath.

"And who told you to come out of the house looking this good?" Jennette joked. Jungkook smiled, feeling good, feeling the wall between them crumble down. While the leak wasn't under wraps yet, he still felt good. Things with Jennette were good. And in the moment, that was all that mattered.

A/N: Those who are in the path of the hurricane- pls stay safe !!!

A/N: Yall see JK's new cut, I'm kinda digging it

[lotr-sesa]

Lord of the Rings Secret Santa 2023 Masterlist!

To date, we have FORTY stories and two pieces of fanart. The mods would like to thank all the writers and the pinch hitters, and also extend a special heartfelt thanks to those who filled prompts without signing up with prompts of their own. Thank you! ❤️

All the links in the masterlist go directly to the work on AO3. Go, read and enjoy, and please don't forget to leave kudos! And if you received something, please thank your writer or artist!

A long Journey Home by Plant_Murderer for octopus_fool

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationships: Éomer & Théodred, Éowyn & Théodred, Théoden & Théodred, Thèodred/OC

Characters: Théodred, Gríma, Théoden

Summary: Thèodred, now older and called Aldred, thinks back on the events that led him to be mocked and scorned in the home of his birth as he rides through night to get home.

A star docks at Balar by Kirta for Plant_Murderer

Rating: General Audiences

Relationships: Elrond & Elros & Elwing, Eärendil/Elwing

Characters: Elwing, Elrond, Elros, Eärendil

Summary: Vingilot docks at the Isle of Balar near the end of the War of Wrath, brilliant with light and the gleaming of crystal dust undimmed by the scars of battle. (in which Elwing is fully prepared to carry on the family tradition of rules-lawyering)

Aftermath by ingenious_spark for silvergreyleaf

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Characters: Maedhros, Eluréd, Elurín

Summary: Maedhros searches for Eluréd and Elurín in the aftermath of the Sack of Doriath. He cannot allow Celegorm's last act to be this tragedy.

All day I had the feeling a miracle would happen... by I_did_not_mean_to for cilil

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationships: Irmo & Námo & Nienna, Námo/Vairë

Characters: Irmo, Námo, Nienna, Vairë

Summary : Right after the beginning of everything, it soon turns out that "everything" is not quite...what it was promised to be. Námo, Nienna, and Vairë struggle with their purpose on account of a certain lack. For once, Eru actually intervenes positively. Enter Irmo, stage right... Welcome to my reimagining of canon. No warnings--it's all very tame!

And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? by I_did_not_mean_to for Melkor (Melkors_big_Tits)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Relationships: Manwë & Morgoth, Manwë/Morgoth, Morgoth/Oromë, Morgoth/Tulkas

Characters: Morgoth, Manwë, Oromë, Tulkas

Summary: This is Melkor, Cílil, and my little person. Please heed the tags and take care of yourselves-this is your official warning not to proceed without asking yourself long and hard whether you really want to do that.

Anoint My Love, Under the Sky by Maironite (noxeos) for Anonymous

Rating: Mature

Relationship: Arien/Eönwë

Characters: Arien, Eönwë

Summary: Telling her that he worries for her, that he craves her full attention is selfish - not in his nature. Eönwë is there to guide them, to protect them, to fight for them. He is his Order firstmost, and his own person secpond. Manwë's Herald has no time for matters of the heart, no right to claim a specific person. And yet-

Athelas by nyctophilic0vitnir for atamascolily

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: Gen

Characters: Éowyn, Aragorn, Théoden, Éomer, Daisy Baggins, Celandine Brandybuck, Elendil, Isildur, Eärien

At the Mirrormere by Caiti (Caitriona_3) for Jarakrisafis

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Aulë/Yavanna

Characters: Aulë, Durin, Yavanna

Summary: Family is found and created in many ways, and a son will always seek to match the example, the legacy of his father.

Basic Instinct by BaccaratBlack for Anonymous

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Eönwë/Gil-galad

Characters: Gil-galad, Eönwë

Summary: During the War of Wrath, Gil-galad seeks comfort where he can find it. He?s simply not prepared for the peculiarities of his Maia comrade.

Berry cakes and elfling plagues by GoschateWabn for Lost_inMiddleearth (between_thepages)

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Erestor/Glorfindel

Characters: Glorfindel, Erestor, Elladan, Elrohir, Elrond

Summary: The (failed) attempts of lord Glorfindel of the golden flower to propose to head councillor Erestor.

Budding Romance by ingenious_spark for Lost_inMiddleearth (between_thepages)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationships: Elrond/Gil-galad, Celebrían/Elrond, Celebrían/Elrond/Gil-galad

Characters: Elrond, Gil-galad, Celebrían

Comparative Studies On Eldarin Cultures Across Aman and Middle-Earth by maironite (noxeos) for sallysavestheday (illustrated fic)

Rating: General Audiences

Characters: Silvan Elves, Avari Characters, Laiquendi Characters, Noldor, Sindar, Vanyar, Falmari

Summary: An artistic rendition on the various different ethnicity amongst Elves

Dawn Comes For All Of Us by maironite (noxeos) for Anonymous

Rating: Mature

Relationship: Fingon/Maedhros

Characters: Maedhros, Fingon, Sons of Fëanor, Fëanor, Nerdanel

Summary: And would have Maedhros ever imagined to get such life, a life he still felt that deep down he did not deserve. But loving someone wasn't only about whether or not you felt you deserved it, it meant becoming the best version you could for them and Fingon, his sweet loving Fingon had awaited ages for his return. For Maedhros to put back together a sense of identity not tied to the cursed stones, not tied to a bloody oath, not tied to a doomed legacy. Until he could stand on his own two feet and accept love in his life once more without the broken shards of a looming tragedy awaiting in every shadow. It's the Winter Solstice in Aman. and Maedhros' family is here.

Excerpt from Flora and Fauna of the Third Age, Volume 1: Flora by Galadriel for atamascolily

Rating: General Audiences

Characters: Alphros, Original Characters

Summary: A page taken from celebrated non-fiction author Barahir Elfwine IV's botanical guide, Flora and Fauna of the Third Age, Volume 1: Flora. This exclusive excerpt concerns the habitat and history of the mysterious simbelmynë.

Finding Our Way by Melusine6619 for likethenight

Rating: Not Rated

Relationship: Imrahil/Legolas

Characters: Legolas, Imrahil

Summary: After getting to know each other, Legolas and Imrahil confess their feelings and take a first step together.

Forged by Jarakrisafis for Tathrin

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: character death

Relationships: Celebrimbor/Narvi, Celebrimbor & Sauron

Characters: Celebrimbor, Narvi, Sauron

Summary: In the ashes, what is left?

Geriatric Gas Giant by I_did_not_mean_to for cilil

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Eönwë/Gothmog, Eönwë & Manwë, Eönwë & Finarfin

Characters: Eönwë, Gothmog, Manwë, Finarfin

Summary: Yes, that was a weak pun-ny title...sue me! Here we go, friend, I am a woman of my word. Firebird à la sauce Twilight... I am afraid I'll end up insulting and offending everyone, but that's a risk I've got to take :D

Haladriel Fill by nyctophilic0vitnir for Anonymous

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Galadriel /Halbrand

Characters: Galadriel, Halbrand, Sauron, Finrod, Felagund, Celeborn

I Do Wander Everywhere by Empy for facethestrange

Rating: General Audiences

Character: Elanor "Nori" Brandyfoot

Lanternlight by Empy for Anonymous

Rating: Mature

Relationship: Bard/Thranduil

Characters: Bard, Thranduil

Summary: Thranduil pays a late visit to Dale at Yule and Bard receives more than one gift.

Letters from the eve of despair by octopus_fool for Kirta

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: Gen

Characters: Fíriel of Gondor, Faramir (son of Ondoher), Artamir

Summary: On the evening before riding to battle, Faramir and Artamir write each other and their sister Fíriel letters in the knowledge that they might not see each other again.

Life just over there by oakenting for Anonymous

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Elwing/Maedhros

Characters: Elwing, Maedhros

Summary: Sometimes you just have to break out of the life you live and do something stupid. Elwing goes to meet Maedhros, and they connect.

Limit Testing by cilil for Melkors_big_Tits

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Morgoth/Sauron, Gothmog/Morgoth

Characters: Morgoth, Sauron, Gothmog

Summary: Melkor suggests an experiment - testing the limits of physical pleasure. His two favourite servants are more than excited to participate and fulfill their lord's wishes.

Middle-Earth's Greatest Tourist Trap by octopus_fool for Adsters

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Characters: Hobbit Characters, Sauron, Original Baggins Character(s)

Midwinter by Lost_inMiddleearth (between_thepages) for sallysavestheday

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Éomer/Lothíriel

Characters: Lothíriel, Éomer

Summary: It is Midwinter in Rohan, and Lothíriel, recently wed to the King, joins the celebrations for the first time.

Mission Impossible: Dragonhoard by GoschateWabn for octopus_fool (fanart)

Rating: General Audiences

Character: Ravens of Erebor

Summary: In which the ravens of Erebor would like their share of the treasure, thank you very much.

Ode to a Nightingale by ohboromir for Anonymous

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Aragorn/Arwen

Characters: Aragorn, Arwen

Summary: An unkempt stranger pays a visit to the Elven-Queen of Gondor. Neither of them are disappointed.

Old friends by silvergreyleaf for Anonymous

Rating: General Audiences

Relationships: Celebrimbor & Narvi, Annatar/Celebrimbor

Characters: Narvi, Celebrimbor, Annatar

Summary: Narvi has died of old age and learns of the fate of Ost-In-Edhil in the halls of Mandos. Enraged, he seeks out his old friend. A conversation ensues.

Out Of Love Cometh by chiliadicorum for Anonymous

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Irmo & Námo

Characters: Irmo, Námo, one sleeping Elf

Summary: The Valar have decided to invite the Elves at Cuiviénen to move themselves to Aman, but Námo didn’t say a word during their entire council. Irmo seeks him out afterwards to find out why.

Parure by Empy for Anonymous

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Gimli/Legolas

Characters: Gimli, Legolas

Summary: A series of vignettes. Legolas does his best to court Gimli properly.

Perfect Moments by Lillithsea for Anonymous

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Maglor/Turgon

Characters: Turgon, Maglor

Summary: Turgon falls in love with his cousin, almost without realizing it.

Sharing is caring by I_did_not_mean_to for Anonymous

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Caranthir/Haleth/Caranthir's Wife

Characters: Caranthir's Wife, Caranthir, Haleth

Summary: Here is my tiny take on Haleth/Caranthir/Caranthir's wife.

Songbird by facethestrange for oakenting (Fanart)

Rating: General Audiences

Character: Disa

Summary: Sometimes Disa likes to go outside to sing and make some winged friends in the process.

Spinning by I_did_not_mean_to for BaccaratBlack

Rating: Mature

Relationships: Curufin/TurgonCaranthir/Turgon

Characters: Curufin, Turgon, Maedhros, Fingon, Celegorm, Caranthir

Summary: Here is my take on your beloved having a little bit of fun! I love you dearly, and I hope you'll like this :D

The Edge of Flames by BaccaratBlack for Anonymous

Rating: Explicit

Relationship: Elwing/Maedhros

Characters: Elwing , Maedhros

Summary: After ages together as unlikely companions on Elwing’s lonely isle, she has her ways of both comforting and haunting Maedhros.

The Egg is the World by cilil for GoschateWabn

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Eönwë /Gothmog

Characters: Gothmog, Eönwë, Sauron, Morgoth (Mentioned), Manwë (mentioned)

Summary: When Gothmog's attempt at helping with brooding and hatching their precious egg ends with Melkor and Mairon discovering and seizing it for their own collection, Eönwë fearlessly marches on Angband alone to retrieve it - by any means necessary.

The hands of a healer by GoschateWabn for Plant_Murderer

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Arondir/Bronwyn

Characters: Bronwyn, Arondir, Theo, Aragorn, Sam

Summary: The moment Bronwyn touches the cursed swordhilt, she and Arondir are whisked away to the battle at Weathertop, where another cursed blade has just done it's damage.

The quest for a book by GoschateWabn for Anonymous

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Ori /Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Ori, Original Female Character(s)

Summary: In which Ori makes a friend at the library.

These Our Braided Lives by sallysavestheday for Anonymous

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Gimli/Legolas

Characters: Gimli, Legolas, Thranduil, Thranduil's Wife

Summary: Legolas and Gimli among the Elves. The challenges and delights of marrying into the Greenwood, in a chain of drabbles.

This is Our Place by tehhumi for Anonymous

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Relationship: Fingolfin/Maglor

Characters: Fingolfin, Maglor

Summary: Two regent-kings glare at each other from opposite sides of the lake. There's nothing more to it, just cold calculated politics. (That's a complete lie)

When the Hurly-Burly's Done by sallysavestheday for Kirta

Rating: General Audiences

Relationship: Elrond & Gil-galad & Celebrimbor

Characters: Elrond, Gil-galad, Celebrimbor

Summary: Elrond and Gil-galad and Celebrimbor picnic on the edge of the world.

[little-witchys-garden]

wait what happened with lio and peaches???

Tw: ableism, misogyny and just pure evil.

On discord they went on call with a very disabled autistic woman named Rosa, because she was a mod for a discord server that belonged to star giant.

There was a predator in the discord server and instead of asking star giant why they didn't ban the predator or reporting the predator..

Lio and peaches { and 60 other art commentary YouTuber } went after the disabled autistic mod even though she as far as we all know she didn't have the authority for banning ppl.

During this call they:

Called her ableist slurs

Threatened her

Claimed her disorders weren't real

Peaches claimed Rosa wasn't LGBT+

Mocked her trauma

Mocked her sa

Called her misogynistic slurs such as whore mouth, slut cunt, dirty whore, skank, cunt, dirty cunt, slut, and more..

Told her repeatedly to end her life

Wish death on her

Threatened to out her bring bisexual to her parents who are her caretakers

Seemingly threatened to dox her

Made fun of her crying and her not fully being able to process what was going on.

Mocked her trouble speaking

Repeatedly made her say she was guilty

Forced her to repeatedly apologize for something that she didn't understand.

That's just the tip of the fucked up iceberg..

There was so much

It was basically them all getting drunk and harassing a disabled woman until she was crying and repeatedly apologize for something she seemingly had no authority over.

No other person in the call spoke up about the wrongness of it all until the very end..

When Rosa tried explaining well anything they'd yell at her, call her slurs, curse at her or use ableist comments until she was silent.

She repeatedly said she wanted to leave the call and they threatened to dox her, contact her family, get her caretakers to kick her out, and even threatened to falsely spread about her town that she was a pedophile.. { she's not } but they threatened her with that and it scared her.

That's just some of it

Like that's not even all of it!

It was a four hour call.

[chowmoon2]

Hey,do you remember a while ago I said I was using a ao3 discord server list akin to make a mock up for a server that the Mortal Souls au cast would have,well,here it is!

I haven’t put the pfps yet (though hopefully you can find out who is who by the usernames) and I’m pretty sure that I’m not going to use the other discord skin since it’s way too complex for me (but I will still try!) but I’m really proud of this

The Therapists role can be considered the “mods” of the server (since it be a bit chaotic in there) but in truth,they are just people close to the souls and to help them whatever they are feeling down

Star Dream should technically not be here but I added them here because I (alongside Marx) thought it would be funny

Elfilin and Fecto Forgo share the account,it’s not shown here but there is a Pluralkit bot that they use

Last thing,feel free to suggest pfps cause for some,I can’t think of anything lol

[olderthannetfic]

There is someone in my fandom who is not a good writer, but she IS very friendly and charismatic. She used to be a true fandom recluse, but last year she apparently managed to befriend one of the better writers in our fandom because they started writing together. Big improvement for their stories. Big demotion for the other guy. Well, just as quietly, they apparently broke up, and suddenly this woman became a social butterfly, as she was launching servers, reaching out to people, and organizing fandom events. One of those events was a pen pal letter exchange where she collected real names and addresses of dozens of people in our small fandom. Around that time, that respectable writer I mentioned earlier mentioned on his blog that he had moved for fear of getting doxxed. Now it is important he never named names, but this woman addressed it with a lengthy callout post, where she accused him as a narcissistic abuser who has been spreading lies against her in a hate campaign. It went like this for months. To my knowledge he never mentioned her or addressed the drama, but about daily she made at least one post mocking him and his friends, or revealing personal problems and sharing screenshots. The finale is that he apparently gave up and left the fandom, deleting his blogs, banning his AO3, etc. And she is still crowing about victory... and no one will publicly oppose her for having our names and addresses !! ! The only person who opposed her received a starring role in an RPF she posted on her blog, where she beat up fandom “nemeses” on the playground at school. The main reason I am bringing this up is to stress, DO NOT GIVE YOUR ADDRESS ONLINE. No, not even for fandom events!! Not even the one with a friendly charismatic mod who's already shared her name and selfies with you. And I also mention it because she bragged about it in the reblogs for one of your posts and it pissed me off, frankly.

--

Interesting. I don't think I spotted that in my reblogs. Was it recently?

[haveyoureadthistransbook]

Horse Barbie by Geena Rocero

goodreads

The heartfelt memoir of a trans pageant queen from the Philippines who went back into the closet to model in New York City—until she realized that living her truth was the only way to step into her full power.

As a young femme in 1990s Manila, Geena Rocero heard, “ Bakla, bakla! ,” a taunt aimed at her feminine sway, whenever she left the tiny universe of her eskinita . Eventually, she found her place in trans pageants, the Philippines’ informal national sport. When her competitors mocked her as a “horse Barbie” due to her statuesque physique, tumbling hair, long neck, and dark skin, she leaned into the epithet. By seventeen, she was the Philippines’ highest-earning trans pageant queen.

A year later, Geena moved to the United States where she could change her name and gender marker on her documents. But legal recognition didn’t mean safety. In order to survive, Geena went stealth and hid her trans identity, gaining one type of freedom at the expense of another. For a while, it worked. She became an in-demand model. But as her star rose, her sense of self eroded. She craved acceptance as her authentic self yet had to remain vigilant in order to protect her dream career. The high-stakes double life finally forced Geena to decide herself if she wanted to reclaim the power of Horse Barbie once and for radiant, head held high, and unabashedly herself.

A dazzling testimony from an icon who sits at the center of transgender history and activism, Horse Barbie is a celebratory and universal story of survival, love, and pure joy.

Mod opinion: I haven't heard of this memoir before, but it sounds interesting.

[chouxtranslations]

Shizun 028 - Anti

It was hard to join a fandom. It was even harder when it involves a star of Hu Sui’s calibre. 

Lu Yunzhen spent half a day looking for information on his phone, but he couldn’t figure out the fandom rules. He finally joined a new fan group and introduced himself as a new fan, only to be met with a barrage of questions after a warm welcome. 

[What are Hu Sui’s hobbies? Favourite food? His type?] 

It was basic homework for any fan. 

Lu Yunzhen had Mo Changkong answer as he didn’t have memories of his past life. 

Mo Changkong gave it a thought. “He liked to laze off, act spoiled, and sleep. His favourite is chicken bones. Qingqiu foxes are lovers by nature. They’re both filled with love and yet completely heartless. He goes for all types.” 

Lu Yunzhen fixed up the responses and hit sent. 

The mod went apeshit. [Nonsense! You fake fan! You anti! How dare you insult our husbando! His hobbies are reading and the arts, his favourite food is tomato salad! And he is known for being chaste, there��s never been a single relationship rumor even this many years after his debut!]

The entire group chat was in flames. 

The mod was very decisive. She promised to protect their gege’s good reputation on threat of death. The ban was immediate, and she immediately mocked the man named “Cloud recess” on various social media, saying that antis these days are just awful and don’t even do their homework right! 

Lu Yunzhen was stunned… 

“Shizun, I didn’t make a mistake.” Mo Changkong was also confused. He was annoyed by this shidi, but they did spend all those years together and he wouldn’t make these basic mistakes. “A-Sui hated reading and if there are too many words it makes him sleepy… Shizun had to lecture him a lot because he keeps slacking off, and Jingnian would hit him with his disciplinary ruler. Not to mention… how can a fox be a vegetarian?” 

He still insisted that this guy was their little shidi and should be brought back. 

Lu Yunzhen had no choice but to continue. After flipping through all his contacts, he remembered that He Mengmeng seemed to be a fan of Hu Sui.

When they first met, she had given him many compliments saying Lu Yunzhen had eyes like her favourite celebrity. She’s also shown off signed photos when she went to movie screenings and fan events. 

Rich and pretty fans like He Mengmeng had money and connections, and thus more information than the usual fan. Maybe she knows where Hu Sui is right now. 

Lu Yunzhen sent her a message. 

After the server issue was finished, He Mengmeng was finally on the right track with the game’s open beta. She just had several meetings where she had to beat down sexist old pigs and yell at irresponsible new hires. With a belly full of ire, she opened her computer’s screensaver, wanting to calm down by looking at her favourite celebrity. 

Hu Sui is so handsome… 360 degrees of perfection… 

A Hu Sui a day keeps the bad mood away. 

After enjoying the beautiful photos, she opened the group chat for hardcore fans, wanting to squeal over their idol together. Suddenly she saw the screenshots of a dumb anti and the mocking that surrounded it. 

Hop hop candy: [Our husband loves to be clean and elegant, how could he like munching on chicken bones?!]

Red cat plushie: [Our husband’s favourite novel is “Cafe mocha in the deer wilderness”. It’s super literary and romantic! I kept it by my bedside and read it for half a year!” 

He Mengmeng joined in the bashing. [This anti is ridiculous, how dare they mock our idol!]

She looked at the screenshots again and felt like this “Cloud recess” guy’s display name and profile picture seemed familiar. Mulling over it for quite a while, she notice that there were 2 new messages on her phone. 

Cloud recedess: [Xuejie, are you there?]

Cloud recess: [Xuejie, do you know Hu Sui’s itinerary?]

A blue sky, a white cloud with a smile. 

That profile picture looked just like that anti? 

??? 

She shakily unlocked her phone, and fell into abject terror after confirming that “Cloud recess” was her Lu xuedi…

There’s magic around his life! Every female star he liked would leave the industry, and now that he seems to be turning gay, male stars probably can’t escape the fate either!

She almost begged while kneeling. “Xue di, please leave our Hu Sui alone! You should go be a fan of the movie king Liao instead. He’s handsome and a good actor and a perfect idol!” 

The actor in question had some rather nasty leaks involving infidelity while his wife was pregnant… his reputation was beyond nasty…

Lu Yunzhen was surprised. “Xuejie, what are you saying?” 

He Mengmeng tried for argumentum ad passione. “Hu Sui has a weak body and often has to stay in the hospital. He’s had very few movies and events in the past 2 years, and he really can’t handle your adoration…” 

Lu Yunzhen finally understood the misunderstanding. Not wanting to say that Hu Sui was his disciple from a past life just in case Mo Changkong was mistaken, he explained, “Hu Sui might be a relative of mine, I want to take a look at him.” 

He Mengmeng was stunned. 

Hu Sui had said in an interview previously that he was separated from his family and really missed them. And Lu xuedi was an adopted orphan who never found his family. The two of them looked similar, especially those peach blossom eyes which were almost identical…

“I’m just going to take a look at him from far away.” Lu Yunzhen promised. 

He Mengmeng’s heart hurt thinking of her little xuedi losing his family and living alone. She gritted her teeth and decided to trust him. “Hu Sui is in our city right now, he’s at the lijing hotel, you can try to get a glance there.” 

Lu Yunzhen was ecstatic and thanked her profusely. 

“Please don’t be his fan. If he quits the entertainment industry I’m going to be the forever enemy of his fanclub!” 

“Yes ma’am, I’ll never be his fan!” 

…

The nurse brought his discharge papers. 

Lu Yunzhen had his suspicions confirmed. The services at the private hospital were astronomical and Long Jingtian had already took care care of all of it. 

Most of his money had gone to auntie Qin, the fire insurance payment was still being sorted out, and the remaining money had to go deal with the damage to the other neighbours. They didn’t have a lot of damage but they still needed short term rent, furniture, etc…

Lu Yunzhen messaged Long Jingtian. 

The latter replied that his dad really liked the tea, and that his dad was about to buy him a lamborghini thanks to Master Lu’s efforts. This small amount of money was no matter, as long as master deemed him worthy of friendship. 

Lu Yunzhen promised to treat him to a meal later. 

After a lot of hesitating, Long Jingtian asked. “It was a fire wasn’t it, Master Lu? What about… that bastard?”

It took some time before Lu Yunzhen realized he was asking after Jin Yunu. “He’s a little injured and taking quiet rest right now. Things should be fine in a few months.” 

Long Jingtian’s reaction was immediate. “Hahaha! That’s exactly what he deserved.” 

Lu Yunzhen really didn’t understand this idiot’s logic…

He heard that movie stars are very busy and was worried that Hu Sui might leave the city soon. As soon as he left the hospital he called a taxi to head straight to lijing hotel. 

It was one of the most luxurious 5 star hotels in the city. The whole place smelled like money and was filled to the brim with shining, golden decorations and antiques on display. 

It was the first time that Lu Yunzhen had been in such a place and he glanced around in curiosity. After seating Mo CHangkong in a resting area sofa, he went to the front desk and asked. “Jiejie, is the movie star Hu Sui here?” 

The beautiful woman responded with a business like smile. “My apologies, but Mr. Hu isn’t here.” 

Celebrity stays have to stay a secret. 

“En, I know he’s not here.” Lu Yunzhen was very good at dealing with working professionals and knew what she was thinking. He passed his phone number towards her and asked politely. “Jiejie, if Hu Sui comes to stay in this hotel, could you tell him that someone named Lu Yunzhen is looking for him?” 

The receptionist took the slip of paper and look at him suspiciously. 

“I’m a distant relative of his and needs to contact him about something.” Lu Yunzhen took out his student ID from his backpack. “Jiejie, I’m a student at Haiping University, I’m not a bad person. Look at our photos, don’t we look alike?” 

The receptionist was amused and took the paper. “If Mr Hu comes to stay at our hotel, I can ask for you.” 

“Thank you, jiejie.” Lu Yunzhen answered happily. 

He jogged back to Mo Changkong. “We can stay here for a bit. If there’s no updates then we can find a cheap hotel to stay at…” 

“Don’t worry.” Mo Changkong smiled coldly. “I can smell the fox. This palace seems alright, he should get a room for Shizun.” 

“Changkong!” 

Mo Changkong immediately held back his attitude. “I’ll be polite…” 

…

The receptionist called the butler at the penthouse suite and asked him to pass along the paper. 

There was a big plate of roast chicken that had been disguised as tomato salad with illusion magic on the dining table. 

Hu Sui had just woken up from a nightmare. He was shaking his fluffy tail in a bathrobe and calling his manager while irritated. “Did you find him? Has there been a record of them checking into a hotel after the fire? Look closer, faster! Tell me the address as soon as you find it…. And also ask if it’s 2 beds or 1 big bed. This is very important, I’m worried…” 

There was a knock in the door. 

Hu Sui liked to stay in his original form when he’s alone and didn’t like being around mortals. He had already chased out his personal assistant long ago. Hiding his tail and ears, he replied with irritation. “I didn’t ask for room service.” 

“Mr Hu, do you have a relative named Lu YUnzhen?” The butler asked politely. 

The room door was opened in an instant. 

The normally well dressed and distant movie star Hu Sui had ran out with messy hair and a casual white bathrobe. His dazzling peach blossom eyes were filled with anxiety. “Where is he?”

He’s even prettier than on tv. 

The butler couldn’t help but swallow. Dizzily, he answered. “In the lobby.” 

Cautiously, Hu Sui continued. “How did he seem? Is he out of sorts or confused?” 

The butler was confused. “I don’t know.” 

Hu Sui immediately ran towards the elevator. A few steps in he realized that this appearance would be impolite towards Shizun, so he hurried back to change and asked the butler to bring the man up instead. 

He’s immensely worried. 

Da shixiong is nothing but obsessed, with an an awful personality and endless crimes. He’s worried that Shizun had already fallen into his evil clutches. Da shixiong did things very intensely, and even more so when he went insane. He saw the sorry state the Shizun had been in when he was rescued…

There were many arcane ways to control a mortal heart. 

If da shixiong wanted to do something bad, there’s no way that Shizun could escape. Lord knows they would have already done the unthinkable by now and Shizun had turned into a shiniang. 

He just had a nightmare that da shixiong had forced Shizun to city hall to grab a marriage license, then there was a marriage and da shixiong was holding a stick and threatening him to call him daddy…

THAT’S TOO SCARY!

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Character Bio

Name: Mireille Blanchefleur

(Japanese: ミレイユブランシュフルール)

Romaji: Mireiyu Buranshufurūru

Quote: "The way you wanted to know what life is... Is through by the experience...? Was Lilith even right, was she though...?"

V/A: Hisako Kanemoto (Japanese)

Alexis Tipton (English)

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Birthday: February 23

Star Sign: Pisces

Eye Color: Snowflake White (Original Eye Color)

Abyssal Black (???)

Hair Color: Light Chocolate Brown (Previous Before Trauma)

Marshmallow White (Current After Trauma)

Height: 172 cm

Race: Human???

Homeland: New York City

Family: Édouard Shirai (Uncle Father)-(Left the Family)-(Deceased)

Artha Shirai (Aunt Mother)-(Left the Family)-(Deceased)

Theo Shirai (Older Half-Cousin Brother)-(Left the Family)-(Disappeared)

Caddaric Blanchefleur (Biological Father)-(Haven't Met Yet)

Labanya Blanchefleur (Biological Mother)-(Haven't Met Yet)

Lolia Shirai (Grandmother)-(Left the Family)-(Met only once)

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School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Ramshackle

School Year: First (Was graduated from highschool and is a college student but about to graduate soon)

Class: 1-A

Student no. 13

Occupation: Mireille and Grim (One Student)

Prefect

Writer (In secret)

Song-writer (In secret)

Aesthetic Artist (In secret)

Club: N/A

Best Subject: History, Literature, P.E. and Math

Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous

Favorite Color: Blue, White, Black and Grey

Favorite Food: Fried Chicken, Rice, Street Food, Noodles, Desserts (Not too sweet), Dark Chocolate (Healthy and Bitter), Spicy Food, Coffee, Asian Food (Mostly), Sushi (Mostly with Wasabi), Chips,

Least Favorite Food: Unflavored Food, Purple Mushrooms, Anything that looks disgusting, Stale Food, Anything too Sweet, Cake with too much Frosting, Green Bell Peppers, 

Likes: Lilith's Comfort, Positivity, Her mentality/insanity stabled, Anime and Games, Death Metal Music, Black-styled Clothing (In various styles, mostly more cool and less cute), Writing, Gaining artistic ideas, Anything that is aesthetics styled, Food, Sleeping, Novels, Quiet Time, Taking a break, Music (Various, mostly rock and metal), Hoping to control her emotions (Mostly), Revenge/Karma (Mostly in secret), Furry Animals,

Dislikes: Traumatic Issues (Mostly- that would involve child neglect and abuse), Losing control on her sanity, Her 'Perfect Family', Messed-up society and people, Abused Authority, Fake People, Discovering Hidden Secrets (Mostly, either dark or not), Loudness, Losing Sleep, Too Much Cuteness (Mostly thanks to her trauma), Rule Abuse, Not controlling her emotions (Mostly), The Past (Mostly), Her Past Two Ex Lovers, Bullied, Mocked (Mostly for her appearance before),

Hobbies: Writing, Poetry, Making Songs (In secret), Cooking, Napping/Sleeping, Cunning-like planning (Mostly), Foiling her Opponents Plans, Art in Aesthetic styled or not (I'm secret), Babysitting her siblings, Singing (Mostly but in secret), Multitasking, Reading Novels, Anime and Video Games (In secret), Cosplaying (In secret),

Talents: High IQ, Fast Memorization, Selective Memories, Outsmarting someone, Physical Self-defense, Weaponry Attacks, Slight Girl-Boss, Manipulation, Lilith's Assistance, Lying, ???,

Nicknames:

Miri or Mirie (From her family and friends)

My Dear and Mire (From Lilith)

Blanchefleur-san (From Others)

Miss Blanchefleur (From Crowley and the Staff Members)

Henchmen (From Grim)

Mrs. Blanchefleur (From Riddle)

Omnivore or Bunny (From Leona)

Mrs. Siren (From Azul)

Mrs. Pearlie (From Floyd)

Beautiful Potato (From Vil)

Belle escroc and Madame Ange ("Meaning: Beautiful Trickster and Madame Angel" From Rook)

Man of Child and Angel Child (From Malleus)

Human (From Sebek)

Other Nicknames:

Little Crybaby and Baby Bunny (Insulted nickname)

Lilith's Friend (???)

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Appearance and Personality

Appearance: Mireille has a semi-tall and slender female body build which it looks a little bit on the average and a bit curvy. In the past as a young child to teen (morefully 15), she originally has light chocolate brown colored hair, but after experiencing heavy inflicting trauma, it has caused her hair to turn into marshmallow white colored permanently in the aftermath, with additional she has very long and curly hair due to being styled from time to time. She has snowflake white colored eyes which the whole eye ball can turn into abyssal black which the trigger of it remains unknown. Mireille is a beautiful young woman with rather an odd yet silent behavior.

Personality: To start it all off, Mireille seems to have a very difficult childhood which she never ever mentioned it, it would explain her current silent behavior. Needless to say, as a toddler to four year old, she never had any happy memories with her 'family'... Or that what she calls it. She barely have any good memories from it... Her family was known to be 'The Perfect Family'... But that's only for an outside appearance towards others, the inside in this 'perfection' is what Mireille called 'memories'.

Her 'mother' would neglect her own presence whenever she's there, and would often yell at her at whatsoever and would return to drink alcohol in the kitchen when Mireille goes back upstairs. Her 'father' never even bothered her and also ignored her, in fact she ended hearing him with someone else in an old bedroom with someone else, which it wasn't her 'mother'... And last, her 'older-brother' was stone cold and would often walk passed by her to create smoke in the air in his room... As for herself, she stayed in her bedroom alone, crying which is what her family members called her.

This kept about forever for Mireille or so as she thought... Till one evening around midnight, she heard an argument between her 'father' and grandmother in a room, it was something about... 'Infertile, A long-lasting affair, Stolen from birth...' Mireille didn't understand after listening to it in secret. A week passed after that... Till it came. A silhouette of her 'mother' came in her room, fed some liquid till she passed out... The next thing is the sound of... 'Screaming and Stabbing..' Till then she was now in one of the orphanage's vacant bedrooms.

It was only the first thing of her trauma that inflicted within her which it purely infected her sanity and mental health. But after entering high-school at age fifteen, things got a lot worse and at the brink has caused her hair turned white permanently... With additional of meeting Lilith one evening to heal her in the aftermath.

The current Mireille we're now seeing is a young beautiful college student, and is about to graduate soon and then become an adult as well. After meeting Lilith, she's now gained rather a silent yet odd behavior but tends to be a bit shy, and isn't very talkative towards other people she sees and is very distance. It would have been the cause of her traumatic events that inflicted on her heavily and effectively.

If you do get close to her for the move, she's very friendly and sweet after meeting you with her. Mireille holds a very kind nature within herself that matches her new appearance and style, despite what she she to go through in the past. Aside from that, she can be viewed as a big sister-figure towards anyone either you get than her or not. She's also calm, collective and also patience towards you if you get close to her and gained her trust in you.

Do really be beware of what's hidden in Mireille's personality beneath it despite her appearance has changed and also after meeting Lilith. Mireille tends to be cautious and also wears rather a very hard mask thanks to her heavy traumatic events in her past. But if you get in her badside and do something that involves almost anything or not. Do expect a dark side of her once her sanity drops to zero, either you're spared or not. Mireille won't feel sorry for you, either with reason or not. She'll shot you back with words that might effect you in the end.

After entering to a bizarre world... But oh, what an beautiful yet odd young woman, who have quite a background...

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Trivia

-The name 'Mireille' is means wonderful; peace; propserous; admire. While her surname 'Blanchefleur' means "white flower", also (Blanziflor, Flanziflor, Welsh: Blodyngwyn) is a female given name popular in the High Middle Ages.

-She's based on 'Crybaby' from Melanie Martinez Album: 'Crybaby'.

-She's likes animals and bugs, which that includes dangerous ones or not. It appears that she likes white animals and bugs the most.

-Mireille knows how to make anything either aesthetic styled or not. Which it includes her favorite hobbies and occupations.

-She's a pure closet otaku, she spends her weekends being as a typical otaku additional of loving cosplaying.

-She does not trust Crowley and doesn't seem to like of returning to highschool like NRC thanked to her experience trauma in highschool after her family issues. So it might take some time to her to get along with the students despite the fact she's older than them or not.

-As mentioned, she's experienced child neglected and was being criticism by her 'family'. But after her 'mother' had drugged her and passed out, she stayed in an orphanage but didn't get adopted as she grew old enough to take care of herself. But it didn't end as she entered more traumatic events such as bullying and various. Due to her being a crybaby and weird.

-She's apparently stolen from birth, she hasn't met her real parents who have been looking for her for almost years.

-She has two ex boyfriends, the first one who she never got tested right till she showed him who she's messing with and the second one didn't take a serious relationship with her and left her. So in the aftermath, she spending her time single.

-It lasted about a semester for her till her hair turned white one after getting kidnapped by a doctor and took her to an asylum. Lucky she managed to escape by poisoning his food. Afterwards cost her sanity to lower completely along with her brown hair turning white permanently. After heading home, she met Lilith who helped her heal as time passes. Although she's no longer considered as a human after those events now... Kinda has a dark secret.

-Mireille considered Lilith her only friend. Whom she's the only one who can see and hear her only. To others, it like they are seeing a worse version of a ghost if they see her for a second.

-Her voice sounds pretty meek and timid but the tone and attitude changes whenever something happens, which it can affect her sanity. Which is why I chose Hisako Kanemoto as her japanese voice actor and Alexis Tipton as her english voice actor.

-She absolutely hates cuteness and pop styled thanks to her trauma events. She likes death metal, black clothing in various styles. Mireille also likes stringed guitar music songs as well.

-Has very complicated issues of remembering her past. Can barely make anything out of it.

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She's FINALLY HERE-

[dragonkingz159]

*Cracks knuckles*

I was given permission to ramble by ggladiolus, so brace yourselves for a rambling.

Alrighty so Squid House AU. Set obviously in Splatoon's Inkopolis where most of our beloved cast of characters are Inklings. Fashion and trends are all the rage; being fresh is king/queen and Turf Wars are where it's at. And Luz Noseada (not sure how I feel about that one, I'll be honest) is a recently escaped Octoling under the care of resident "unfresh" street merchant Eda Flowthrone (going to quit while I'm ahead here with these last names).

Luz: Definitely an octoling and is very impressed by the surface world. She is incredibly inventive and was probably getting in trouble because she kept building "useless" things like music players, disco balls, and other oddities instead of weapons. Almost escaped Octovalley by herself but got caught by Eda during the last part of her escape. Obsessed with the Squid Sisters and any piece of the Good Squid Azura merch she can get her claws on.

Eda: The most "unfresh" inkling adult around due to her weird "Authentic" human and Octoling artifacts she sells just off the corner of the Square...also because a couple of kids caught her dumpster diving behind the Square and that time she fist fought an old man and nearly lost. Despite her reputation somehow she is super popular with a certain crowd. She lives outside of Inkopolis in her own house with her "apprentice" Luz and King. Her curse comes in the form of an unnaturally large squid form and incredible bouts of hunger.

King: Seemingly a smallfry salmonid who has no idea he is a salmonid. Nor the fact that he is going to get much, Much, bigger. He is still a child and views Eda as his mother. She actually "Rescued" him from a Grizco ship, one she totally wasn't robbing. Still has delusions of grandeur with him leading armies of loyal fanatics against any and all opposition...which is only slightly worrying considering what he will eventually grow into. Eda tries to shield him from Grizco and Inkopolis in general. Becomes terrified of other salmonids after he follows Luz and her friends on a Salmon Run, and none of them have a good time.

Willow: A inkling who was bullied relentlessly for being bad at turf war mostly due to outdated gear. Her Dads are also not the best off so she can't stay "fresh" with Inkopolis's rapidly changing fashion trends. Luz tries to help her earn a lot of G's by cheating (Luz didn't realize at the time that modding sanctioned turf gear was illegal) and to get back at the bullies she saw mocking her. Bump saw Willow's potential and got her a roller, which she excelled with, and agrees to form a team with Luz after Luz's suspension gets lifted. Willow helps out in the community gardens and is actually trying to breed her own sea kelp. Possibly into cooking, maybe a vegetarian?

Gus: Human and Octoling eccentric and prodigy special effects artist also a wiz in his general studies. Course he is also 12 and doubts if he even wants to be in film anymore. Almost a staple customer at Eda’s stall, he got into film/editing by making Squidtube (inktube?) videos about Octoling conspiracy theories, his most popular being that Octolings had venomous beaks (Luz confirmed it and he freaked). Might be moving onto Grizco and Belos Ink. conspiracies after some influence of Eda. He doesn't have the best control over his transformations but he tries to main Duelies when he is allowed to Turf. *Edit He mains sloshers because it's like a human bucket

Amity: Is a rising star by her Mother's design. Heiress of Blight Industries (If anyone can make Blight a sea pun I'm all ears because Saltspite is my best one and it's two words not one) Odalia plans on having Amity become a pop star to promote the family's ink weapons on a grander scale. Amity absolutely hates it. The photo shoots, the commercials, the company jiggle, she hates it all but she especially hates the turf war team her mother forces her to play on and the constant pressure to keep her image up. It makes school miserable too since everyone knows who she is and she has to avoid bad rumors and disasters constantly. She'd much rather be inventing things like she does in her very limited free time in her father's workshop. So when Luz crashes into her life, has no idea who she is supposed to be, challenges her to a duel, cheats with an ingenious mod she's never seen before, stops a public disaster, and gifts her the newest Good Squid Azura, all the while not caring if she was "fresh" or not? Well, consider Amity "hooked"

This is getting long already, so if anyone wants to read more of this, ask me questions or something.

Also, check out ggladiolus's splatoon owl house art, it's great and adorable and has all the right amounts of serotonin.

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fic writer interview!

How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 98 on my main!!

What’s your total AO3 word count?

413,645 words! Probably more in general, but I’ve not posted everything I’ve written :”) (something something, seven chapters of hoc buried somewhere, 2k of Conflagrate, a bunch of random drabbles aha)

How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

One Piece....just. mostly one piece. I've also got xovers for Aladdian and Merlin, and then, uhhh, I think in order it goes Power Rangers, TMNT, Naruto (ah, my sordid past), Hetalia, The Untamed, Homestuck, Batman, FMA, Carmen Sandiago, Undertale, Harry Potter, Rise of the Guardians, Ultraman X and The Avengers. Honestly??? More fandoms than I thought! 😳

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Flirtations of the Most Luffy-like Kind (zolu - where Luffy wants to kiss Zoro, but Zoro doesn’t realise he’s being flirted with.)

a subtle, simple perfect (Carmen Sandiago, where Carmen tries to get some information from Julia)

Gestures that are (Somewhat) Affectionate (Luffy talks with his hands. It’s a problem)

Bets and their Consequences (Ace tries to fake very real feelings for Marco)

Sparks (a marcoacesabo soulmate au where Marco tries to stop believing in soulmates)

Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

I used to!! I still respond to comments on ff.n, but I kinda hate that ao3 counts your own comments to the total of the comments on the fic?  so I got out of the habit and now I have so many and it’s so many years later I feel rude replying to them djhjdhd. That’s. That’s literally the only reason :”)

I've always considered trying to get back into it...but. having my comments Count makes me crazyyy

What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

I think the one people are the most mad about is Count the Stars dkhjdhd I still get crying emojis from that one

Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?

Ummm, I think the craziest one hasn’t been posted yet! But I do like writing xovers with x character superimplanted into a different world, mostly because I like exploring how that would change them. I don’t normally write xovers where other characters interact, mostly because I’m pretty heavy into Basically Only One Piece Ever

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

Mmm, not directly in reviews? But I’ve received hate-adjacent comments - there was that whole fall during everything with the op*bb when I had some people lashing out or trying to pit me against the mod & also I’ve had some people mock a few of my things before? Like, to post my work and be like “wow what an example of why zolu sucks!” or if I express a negative opinion about a character or ship, sometimes I do get people who don’t accept that like.....I have a different opinion then them? But it doesn’t make THEIR opinion on their character/ship not valid. And they’re still allowed to like it even if I don’t?

I think the worst was when a friend said my writing was over dramatic aha. Like....yeah? Sorry that I like dumb romance contrivances? I dunno. I try and keep the mindset now, of like, so what if it’s overdramatic and I like things going wrong! but it does still hurt to think about. /shrug 

ANYWAY mostly I don't get hate mail and I'm really thankful for all the comments and support I DO get, you know? I save a lot of those comments for when I'm feeling down, and mostly, why talk about people who aren't gonna be nice when there are so many more people who ARE nice? My brain doesn't always believe it, if I ask, but I do know if I ever did post about being sad about my writing I would get some support from my quiet little followers. And they're/you guys are awesome! 🥰

Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Not anything worth publishing. The most I really veer to is stuff like XXXcessory. It's not my forté

'what kind', tho...variations of mas, what else?

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

hdkshdgg yeah it’s really exhausting. It happens every now and then and I have to keep searching for it, which just....sucks. so much ):

The funniest one was when someone posted a section from one of my fics and just changed the names to be for OCs but didn't change them all the way! So it just looked SO badly written 🤭

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! It delights me. Fic translators are super cool. I have fics in Russian and Chinese now. And a podfic! 🥰

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes! Lucky and I have written fics before and it's so much fun 🥰🥰 We've yet to publish them tho. Mostly because I keep forgetting. Tried to do a BB asl-as-dragons project with Minister-of-silly-walks but then stuff happened and I dropped off the face of the earth. Also I've written fics and done roleplay ish fics with Lolles, and done live rps with Nez and Rbooks!! I think co-writing fics is fun :3

What’s your all time favourite ship?

///w\\\\\ marcoacesabo, probably. I’m such a sucker

What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

The Stretch Armstrong and the Flex Fighters rewrite. It had so much POTENTIAL, man!!!!!!!!! YOU JUST TWEAK LIKE FIVE THINGS AND IT BECOMES AN ACTUALLY FANTASTIC AND WELL CONSTRUCTED SHOW WITH MULTIPLE THEMES! PLEASE!

also probably the Shazam!Angus au. I would love to write it but I just. Am bad at writing not-one piece haha. (Though ask me about it whenever, I will TOTALLY stop drop and roll over to info dump. I just think Angus being Shazam and tres horny boys accidental adoption is SO GOOD.) Also the trollhunters/taz crossover (Magnus is Jim) where I fix the fucking ending bc it sucked 🔪

What are your writing strengths?

lol

Okay no I joke I can definitely think of some

UM. I think one of them is being very clear and snappy? I like to make sure that my writing isn't florid or purple prose stuff. And I like writing like that, to make things fun for people to read, you know? I think I write good people? As in, the way they interact with each other? And I think I do a good job on dialogue 🥰

What are your writing weaknesses?

Subtext? I like things to HAPPEN and be clear, and I rush into things. Longfic is a struggle because I just want it to HAPPEN! I also put a lot of pressure on myself when writing for other people, which then leads me to. Literally not writing at all for years :") not the best move aha.

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

Depends on how you do it!!! I love the inclusion of bilingual rep etc. but there's a difference in rep vs. just dropping random words etc. (of which I am also very much guilty of shskfh). I think it's super cool but ALSO. if it's not translated. omg pls. That hurts me.

What was the first fandom you wrote for?

allmighty sjhjshs UHH

oh no shit it was DEF Naruto. I wanted to impress a girl I liked.... whoops

What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?

The Bearing of Marks - I just kinda think it's well written, character wise, I like the descriptions I used; it feels poignant and well-crafted and a lot of it is subtext which I'm not fantastic at. It's one of the pieces I use most often for zine entries aha, because I think it's really solid

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Tagging: ahh oh god. Literally dm me and I'll tag you!!! But I can't think of anyone rn/I actually kinda hate tagging people because I'm never around lmao

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Terra Dohring

Basic Info Name: Terra Arthur Dohring Birthday: May 8th Age: 22 VA: Jason Dohring Sexual Orientation: Straight Astrological Sign: Taurus Aspiration: Athletic Favorite Color: Brown Sim Characteristics: Hard Working Likes: Fitness, Handiness, Rock Climbing, Snowboarding Dislikes: Cooking, Gardening, Painting, Programming Fears: Hospitals & Disappointing Parents Traits: Self Assured, Brave, Independent, Survivalist, Star Player, Handy, Short Tempered, Practical, Determined, Egghead, Artisan, Stoic Lifestyles: Adrenaline Seeker, Close Knit, Energetic Self Image: Positive Self Image

NSFW Info Virgin: No Alcohol: Yes Cigarette Smoker: Yes (HU) Drugs: Cannabis Wicked Attributes: Dominant

Physical & Mental Health Physical: Fast Muscle Gain Mental: No known issues

Milestones Teen: Adopted Pet, First Kiss, First Woohoo, Fell in Love, Started Romantic Relationship, Got Drunk, Bought Drugs, Smoked Cannabis, Graduated High School

Young Adult: Smoked Tobacco

Family Parents: Alexander & Annabella Dohring (Married) Siblings: None Pets: Tofu (Dog) Financial Status: Rich

High School High School: Destati High (Graduated) Grade: B Student Popularity: Popular Social Group: Womp Jocks Affinity: Cares About Popularity Club: Mock Trial

College College: Hikari University Major: Psychology

Work Job: Manual Labor

Friends Best Friends: Ventus McCartney & Aqua Holland Close Friends: Riku Gallagher

Romance Relationship Status: In a Relationship First Kiss: Rebecca Allen Crush/Partner: Aqua Holland Ex Relationships: Rebecca Allen, Rachel Dennison Sexual Partners: Rachel Dennison, Aqua Holland

Situation (DH) Terra lives in a very strict & stressful environment. His parents expect nothing but perfection from him & expect him to take care of most of the household since his father leaves for military duties & his mother works almost 24/7 as a lawyer. This leaves him little to no time at all for any of his passions or sometimes even his friends. His parents also shelter him & aren't the most compassionate people.

UPDATE: Terra is now in a romantic relationship with Aqua. As the school year begins to come to an end, his parents pressure him even more to go to the college his mother attended to become a lawyer. Terra realizes he may not want to be a lawyer & wants to attend Hikari University with his friends. He starts to stick up for himself more to his parents.

Situation (HU) When college approaches, Terra tells his parents he's doing what he wants to do & attends Hikari University with his friends. Terra & his mother don't speak very often & she holds resentment towards him for not doing what she expected of him. During the summer before college started, Aqua & Terra take their relationship a step further & have sex. In the 3 year time gap, Aqua & Terra don't have a lot of sex, though he doesn't try & push it, he begins to feel temptation creep up on him.

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Shout out to the wonderful modders & content creators out there! Most of the information here I was able to add to each character courtesy of Radiophobe, Heleane, BasementalCC, TurboDriver, Chingyu, Kuttoe, YourFalseHope, adeepindigo, & littlemssam. Hairstyles were also created by racoonium! Link below for the Mods/CC/Sets/Animations that I have used in my KH Sims videos!

Mods/CC/Animation/Sets

Character Bios for Destati High & Hikari University