#so instead she increases the amount of pranks she does on daring

[lizziedarings]

in my head where daringlizzie are entirely real and true and canon i think daring wld be sooo normal ab the wonderlandians like alistair is fr just some guy to him and it wld be so fawking funny bc alistair CANNOT STAND HIM. alistair cant be normal ab him bc he thinks bunny might have a crush on daring (she doesnt) + thats so fawking rude of daring especially since hes dating lizzie + he still CANT BELIEVE lizzie fell for an idiot like him. she deserves so much better. i think alistair wld try sooo hard to be normal like who even is this guy hes just some guy. ESPECIALLY bc daring is nothing but polite and nice to him but it just pisses him off even more. and he KNOWS that this hatred is entirely one sided like he is not above giving daring a shovel talk and making him think that murder is totally allowed in wonderland if its the name of lizzie (they wld literally never find ur body dude) and daring wld be like haha what a silly thing to say! u wonderlandians r always so funny! and it wld drive alistair crazy. literally who is this guy and why does lizzie like him so much

[potatowitch]

Hawke as Companion

Template by @little-lightning-lavellan

Is your OC a Companion in the Dragon Age series? What would it be like for a player to select them to join their party for quests (or romance them, perhaps? 👀)

I did originally plan on doing this for my Inquisitor but, as always, I've got Hawke brainrot instead, and I figured writing some companion interactions would be so much more interesting with her as a companion than my Lavellan. This got .... very long.

You have selected RIAN to join your party!

Race: HUMAN

Gender: FEMALE

Class: MAGE

Specialization: BLOOD MAGE

BACKGROUND

Marian Elaine Hawke, known also as “Rian”, “Chuckles”, “Champion of Kirkwall” and “Hawke, NO” was born in 9:06 Dragon to Malcolm and Leandra Hawke. Despite having to keep her father's magic a secret, she was never led to believe that magic was anything but a gift. Therefore, she spent much of her younger years experimenting to see if she could produce magic, eventually managing at age 9 to light the fireplace with a tiny fireball.

Growing up, she was attached to Malcolm at the hip - the two of them shared not only their magic but their senses of humor and general chaotic energy.

After the Hawke family fled Lothering during the Blight, Hawke joined Athenril’s smugglers to pay off her entry into Kirkwall. As soon as she met Varric at the start of Act 1, they became inseparable best friends - Hawke often cites Varric as her soulmate and the platonic love of her life. During the Deep Roads expedition, Carver became infected with the Blight, and with the help of Anders, Hawke was able to lead him to the Grey Wardens so he could join their ranks.

Over the years, she developed close relationships with most of her companions except for Aveline and Sebastian. Her friendship with Merrill eventually developed into a committed romance, and Hawke started to practice blood magic after recognising that Merrill could do so without being "evil". The two of them eventually also developed feelings for Isabela, and as such she joined their romance as well.

By Act 3, Hawke had become a staunch supporter of mage rights, a dedicated member of the Underground, and wholeheartedly supported Anders’ choice to destroy Kirkwall��s Chantry.

Following the destruction of the Chantry, Hawke and her friends fled Kirkwall, splitting up despite Hawke desperately wanting them to remain together. Isabela and Merrill chose to remain with Hawke, and the three of them traveled across the Free Marches, occasionally running into Anders and assisting him in rescuing mages from rebelling Circles. Eventually, Isabela managed to acquire a new crew, and her partners were more than happy to sail with her as she established herself once again as the Queen of the Eastern Seas.

INQUISITION

Depending on the player’s choices in Here Lies The Abyss, Hawke can be convinced to stay and help the Inquisition further instead of accompanying the remaining Wardens to Weisshaupt, becoming a full companion. She will move to sit with Varric by the fire in the main hall. Hawke will also be present in Varric’s companion cutscene where he invites the Inquisitor to play Wicked Grace.

Upon first being recruited to the Inquisition, Hawke’s specialisation is not available - when automatically leveled, she will put points primarily into the Inferno and Storm trees. Her unique specialisation, Blood Mage, only becomes available if the Inquisitor has allied with the mages at Redcliffe. At that point, Hawke will initiate a conversation with the Inquisitor about their opinions on blood magic, and if the Inquisitor states that they have no problem with it, her specialisation will open. Otherwise, she will refuse to admit her use of blood magic to the Inquisitor.

At this point, Hawke will also speak more openly about her support of Anders. She will eventually admit that they are still in contact, though she won't tell the Inquisitor anything that could give them an idea of Anders’ whereabouts.

Her specialisation is not open to the Inquisitor, however Hawke can offer to teach a mage Inquisitor "a neat trick", which will give the player the choice to replace their current Focus ability with Hawke's.

BLOOD MAGE

Upon unlocking Hawke's specialisation, she will gain a large increase to her Constitution but her mana bar will become considerably shorter, and conventional healing effects will only operate at 25% efficiency. If she is out of mana, she will automatically revert to using her health pool to power her spells instead.

Her spell tree is very similar to the Dragon Age 2 Blood Mage tree, however it does not include the Blood Slave ability - it is instead replaced with Blood Bomb, which is a variant of Walking Bomb. Instead of applying a damage over time curse to a target, Hawke channels a spell that corrupts the targets' blood from the inside until the target dies - at which point they explode, doing damage to nearby enemies. This spell continually consumes Hawke's mana and health while it is being channeled.

Her Focus ability is Major Sacrifice, a variant of the Knight-Enchanter's Resurgence. Instead of healing the party to full health and providing an ongoing healing aura, Major Sacrifice will instead heal the party to full health but take 25% of Hawke's current health, and will provide an aura of ongoing damage to nearby enemies, converting their health into health for the party.

VARRIC'S PERSONAL QUEST IN VALAMMAR

If the Inquisitor brings Hawke to Valammar, she will be suspiciously quiet throughout the quest - though she will pipe up to complain about the Darkspawn. Following the reveal that Bianca shared the location of the thaig, Hawke will be furious and will argue with her.

Upon returning to Skyhold and speaking to Varric, the cutscene will begin in the middle of a conversation between him and Hawke.

HAWKE: You deserve better, you know. VARRIC: Yeah, you've said that before. HAWKE: It bears repeating. As many times as it takes to get it through your thick head. You deserve so much better. VARRIC: *sigh* Thanks, Chuckles.

APPROVAL AND ROMANCE

Hawke is not romanceable, though she welcomes playful flirting from a female Inquisitor. She will eventually initiate a conversation where she makes sure the Inquisitor isn't expecting the flirting to go anywhere further, as she is already in a relationship.

RIAN APPROVES OF: Supporting mage freedom, open-mindedness with magic and spirits, sarcasm, humor, stealing from nobility, pranking nobility, loyalty to your friends, being nice to Varric, terrible puns.

RIAN DISAPPROVES OF: Chantry rhetoric, the Circles, Templars, Tranquility, authority, betraying your friends, ignorance, pomposity, being mean to Varric.

Hawke will not leave the Inquisition, even if her approval is at Hostile. When questioned about this, she will say:

HAWKE: Did you miss the part where Corypheus is my responsibility? I’m going to fix my fuck-up, Inquisitor. If I have to put up with you while I do it, then, well … I’ve always said the Maker has a sick sense of humor.

TRESPASSER

Following Corypheus' defeat, Hawke leaves the Inquisition to rejoin Merrill and Isabela.

Once Trespasser is started, Hawke can be found accompanying Varric and Bran to the Winter Palace.

During exploration of the Eluvians, if both Hawke and Varric are in the party, they will briefly discuss how excited Merrill would be by all this, and Hawke will say "You'd better be writing all this down, Varric."

She will approve of redeeming Solas, though she won't disapprove if the Inquisitor decides they would rather kill him.

High Approval

If Varric has chosen to give the Inquisitor an estate in Kirkwall, Hawke will pipe up during the conversation saying she's excited to be neighbors, offering to give the Inquisitor the key to her wine cellar - though she will complain that Varric has never given her control of the harbor, to which Bran will mutter "thank the Maker".

Regardless of the Inquisition's fate, Hawke will return to her lovers, occasionally keeping in touch with the Inquisitor via letters.

Low Approval

If the Inquisitor has low approval with Hawke, they will be informed that she left as soon as the Inquisitor stepped back out of the Eluvian following the final confrontation with Solas. The epilogue slides will state that her whereabouts are, once again, unknown.

COMBAT COMMENTS

Killing an enemy

And stay down!

One more for me. We’re keeping score, right?

Have at you!

How’s my hair looking? (COMBAT ENDS)

I wonder what’s in their pockets. (COMBAT ENDS)

Oh, ew. I’m not cleaning that up. (COMBAT ENDS)

Low Health

This is going badly!

Little help, maybe?

Why are none of you healers?

This hurts! This really hurts!

Low Health (Companions)

INQUISITOR: You good over there, boss?

VARRIC: Varric, that blood better not be yours!

COLE: Help the kid!

CASSANDRA: They’re swarming the Seeker!

BLACKWALL: Hang on, Beardy!

IRON BULL: Bull’s in trouble!

Fallen Companions

INQUISITOR: Shit! Trevelyan/Lavellan/Adaar/Cadash is down!

VARRIC: Don’t you dare leave me now, Varric!

COLE: Cole! No!

CASSANDRA: Seeker is down! How did they manage that?

SOLAS: Come on, Solas!

DORIAN: Help Dorian!

SERA: Awful quiet, isn’t it? Oh shit, Sera!

LOCATION COMMENTS

(first time seeing a High Dragon) *laughing* "Oh, this will be fun!" IF VARRIC IS IN THE PARTY: "Hawke, the last time you fought one of these you nearly died." "Yeah, but I didn't die. That's the important thing."

(approaching a campsite) "Well ... I've slept in worse places."

(when collecting a Shard) "Let me guess. We have to collect a stupid amount of these for a really stupid reason, and they're all going to be in really stupid, hard to reach places. *sighs* I love adventuring."

HINTERLANDS

"Have we been here before? Feels like we've been here before."

(upon unlocking the cabin in Redcliffe with the Tranquil skulls) "That's ... fucking Maker. Tranquil have always made me uncomfortable but ... they were still people. They were still... shit, I need a second."

FALLOW MIRE

"Eugh, that smell! Worse than my dog when he's eaten cheese, and that's saying something."

(upon killing Widris) "Something, something, crazy mages ... "

"Oh, walking corpses. That's nice."

STORM COAST

(upon seeing the dragon vs giant fight) *laughing* "Oh, that's brilliant!"

"Not to sound like Varric, but why are there so many bloody hills around here? My legs hurt."

EXALTED PLAINS

"Maker, I hate Orlais."

(finding Valorin's corpse) *sighs* "Might sound a little hypocritical coming from me, but ... blood magic is not for the careless."

(seeing the ruined bridge, if Varric is in the party) "Hey Varric - " "Don't you dare, Hawke." "C'mon, please?" "You are not tossing me!" "Spoilsport."

EMERALD GRAVES

"I've always thought it was beautiful how the Dalish bury their dead under a tree sprout. Like ... I don't know, maybe death doesn't have to be the end."

HISSING WASTES

"There's sand in ... places. So many places."

"Have I said I hate sand? Because I hate sand."

EMPRISE DU LION

(seeing Red Lyrium) "Maybe don't touch that. It'll do all kinds of weird shit to you."

"I'm fucking freezing. When can we go home?"

(seeing Red Lyrium giants) "What the fuck?"

(Elfsblood River rift - near the lady with titsicles) *giggles*

SHRINE OF DUMAT

"I'm getting the weirdest sense of deja vu." IF VARRIC IS IN THE PARTY: "You're not the only one."

DEEP ROADS (THE DESCENT)

"Why do I always end up back in the Deep Roads? Am I cursed?"

COMPANION COMMENTS

VARRIC: "I was worried about what would happen if I brought her here, but ... it's nice to have Hawke around again."

CASSANDRA: "I have to admit, I do admire the Champion. A woman who built herself up from nothing to defeat the Arishok ... there's a certain romance to Varric's stories about her."

SOLAS: "I've been informed that Varric also calls Hawke "Chuckles". I ... don't see how we are similar."

DORIAN: "Hawke? Oh, I like her. She's not as daft as she acts."

BLACKWALL: "The other night, I found her getting teary-eyed in the tavern over how much she misses her dog. Don't quite know what to make of that, really."

VIVIENNE: "She is a powerful mage, I'll give her that, but she's also a naive fool. No wonder Kirkwall fell to pieces around her."

IRON BULL: "She's fun. Got a lot going on in that head she doesn't talk about, though."

COLE: "Fleeing, fighting, falling. Failed father, failed mother, failed Beth and Carver too. Fire and freedom, and she knows it's right but it still feels wrong. Old wounds that never healed, sometimes she can still taste the blood in her mouth. You chose to save her. She wishes you chose differently."

SERA: "Thought she'd be scary, but she makes me laugh. Hasn't let owning a mansion get to her head, either, and have you seen those arms? She's strong."

CULLEN: "I'd ... rather not talk about her, if you don't mind. We've a less than friendly history."

JOSEPHINE: "Lady Hawke is charming, certainly, but I cannot imagine her being popular amongst her neighbours in Hightown. She throws the very concept of decorum bodily out of the window."

LELIANA: "I knew her when she lived in Lothering. She didn't seem to like the Chantry much, but she was always sweet, and her jokes made me laugh. It's a little odd to see the woman she's grown into."

TRIVIA

Malcolm also made sure he trained Hawke in using a sword. She's not very good at it, preferring instead to use her staff as a melee weapon if an enemy gets too close.

She has a mean right hook.

Her and Varric have matching tattoos on their left buttcheeks.

Despite being Ferelden and adoring her own mabari, Hawke has a preference for cats.

She's awful at singing. She sings a lot anyway.

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What would happen if the RFA + Minor Trio were introduced to energy drinks and got high on it? ;)

***Nothing good. Lol, jk, I dunno. Maybe something good willcome out of this, but there’s really only one way to find out. I’m going tostart with the ones who have probably had energy drinks before. ~Let’s Connect!FFC

Character breakdown: Good ending canon characters, Secretending 02 Saeran, V with an operation to restore some of his sight, my version of Vanderwood as seen in my VanderwoodBackstory Fanfiction***

Seven:

Who decided it was a good idea to let this boy have enoughenergy drinks to hype him up?

I’m pretty sure he’s convinced he can see sound. Actually,he might be able to, who the fuck knows?

What does Seven do with this newfound energy and amazingtalent? He gets to work on his computer. Vanderwood is actually really proud tosee him working away this hard. The kid is certainly working a lot harder thanhe was for their very last mission.

When Seven finally crashes, passing out on his keyboard,Vanderwood decides to take a look at what the redhead has been working on andjust…has he been…making a manual on how to best create the world’s new longestlongcat?

After a long long nap, Seven awakens with a keyboardimprinted on his face and a note from Vanderwood that he will be tasing theredhead for being an idiot later. Why??? What had he even done to the guy????T_T

Yoosung:

The blond had used energy drinks many a time to stay up forLOLOL raids, but this was his first time using them to stay up for somehardcore studying.

Ever since you’d come into his life, he was now a devotedstudent once more, wanting to become a reliable man to you. This cram sessionwould have to be the best of all cram sessions ever.

Yoosung decides to have more than one energy drink, and thenhe starts to feel a little weird. It’s like he’s dreadfully aware of his ownheartbeat. What is this?? Is he dying??

It seems like the whole world around him is full of thesefuzzy little dots too. He is most certainly dying. Instead of studying,

Yoosungturns his attention to writing his will and a very long and heartfelt letter toeach of the people most important to his life, including a final letter aboutthe dangers of having too many energy drink that he passes out halfway throughwriting.

You find him the next morning, covering him with a blanketbefore looking at what he was doing. There is drool on the final note and yourifle through the papers only to sigh at his naivety. Yoosung may be smart, butsometimes he’s really ridiculous.

Zen:

Energy drinks used to be something he was having all thetime when he worked out, but after he realized there was just so much sugarthat he was mostly working the drinks off, he stopped. Sure, he was a heavy beerdrinker too, and that wasn’t healthy, but why add energy drinks on top of that?

It’s been a while, and supposedly this energy drink you’dleft on the counter was extra strength, so he decides to give it a sip just tosee what his cutie is drinking. It tastes so good that he ends up having alittle more than a sip.

By the time he’s finished off half of the can, Zen realizesthat he is shaking. His entire body is just violently shivering like somechihuahua on acid. There is so much energy and he needs to get rid of it!

So, what does he turn to? Exercise. Zen goes to his favoritegym, and you find him there hours later after the gym manager calls you. Yourfavorite albino has passed on the elliptical.

Zen swears off energy drinks for the rest of time and alsonever lets you drink them either, because that can’t be good for you.

Saeran:

The can seems colorful and he just assumes it’s a pop. It ismost definitely not just a pop, but at least it tastes good?

It isn’t long before Saeran starts to feel really weird. Hisleg just starts bouncing, his fingers tapping wildly at the armrests of hischair. Something in him just feels like he needs to do something and he can’tfigure out what.

This perpetual feeling is just getting worse and worse evenas he tries to figure out something to do on the computer to no avail.

You find Saeran curled into a ball on the bed hours later,his hands pressed to either side of his head. Apparently the stimulation hadcaused a bit of a panic attack, and this was where your love had retreated to.Good thing you’re there to help him now.

No energy drinks for Saeran, ever.

Jaehee:

This woman drinks so much coffee and tea on a regular basisthat she is not even able to get high off of an energy drink.

Jaehee took one sip, thought it tasted disgusting, but then drankthe whole thing down thanks to your dare to do so. It was the only way she’dtry it.

Of course, you had to do the same and it ended up being thatJaehee was following you around as you hopped around the room ‘cleaning’ whichactually meant knocking stuff over with the duster as Jaehee heroically caughteverything and replaced the items on their respective shelves.

V/Jihyun:

He may have had an operation to help out with most of hissight, but V still had trouble with small lettering. There is small letteringon this can of energy drink, and he happens to be so thirsty at the moment thathe just needs to get something down.

That was a mistake. For one, it was incredibly sugary andnot really to his taste, but for another, why did he feel like he wanted to runa marathon?

V doesn’t know what to do with all the pent up energy, andhe doesn’t trust his depth perception to actually attempt to run a marathon, soinstead he makes it to his computer and just starts frantically editingpictures.

It isn’t until his eyes start watering and stinging that herealizes he has been staring at the screen way longer than his doctorrecommends that he be allowed to.

At least now he’s starting to feel tired? Really tired…Hebarely makes it to his couch before passing out.

When he wakes up his eyes are so sensitive to the light thathe actually has to use his cane to get around because he can’t bear to keep hiseyes open for longer than thirty seconds.

From now on, tap water is just fine.That sounds like the best solution to thirst.

Jumin:

This new brightly colored can must be some commoner’sbeverage his lovely MC enjoys.

Jumin picks up this beverage labeled ‘beast’ with a brightgreen ‘b’ logo and examines it. Of course, he reads the back of the can,furrowing his brows at the nutritional statements as well as the warnings.

How on Earth could his sweetheart like this type of drink?With a sigh, he decides that he will just have to try it. The drink is withinhis allotted extra calorie intake by some miracle, or curse, so he decides todrink it, if only to understand.

The amount of energy that seems to flood his system israther a shock to it. Jumin has no motivation problems on any given day, butright now…He needs to work on cat projects.

He didn’t do these as often as he once had, because he simplydidn’t get as stressed as he used to now that you were around, but he just hadto do one right now. That cat hotel project had never hit the ground runninglike it should have.

Jaehee is beyond surprised when her boss calls her on herday off sounding like a crazed person, and she nearly cries as he gives her somuch work to go along with the work that he is doing as well. How can he expectto have this project done by today?

After much sweat and tears, maybe even blood from papercuts,Jaehee arrives at the penthouse to deliver the documents personally to Mr. Han,only to find that Jumin is passed out with his head in your lap, papersscattered in neat piles.

The next morning, Jumin looks everything over, feeling wornout beyond belief, and decides to just trash it because the ideas he’d had weremade ‘under the influence’ and that just wasn’t ethical. More tears fromJaehee.

Vanderwood:

Seven tricks him. And by tricks him I mean mixes an energy drink into afruit smoothie that Vanderwood was making. The brunet questions the taste, butdecides it was probably the slightly over ripened kiwi that had done it.

There’s not long before Vanderwood just feels on edge. Hiseyes flicker around the room as his heart-rate seems to increase dramatically.Brown eyes find the redhead watching him, a smirk on Seven’s face which quicklyturns to fear.

Of course, that on edge feeling must be that the redhead wasplanning some sort of horrible joke. Seven’s smile was just fading because hewas being caught in the act. “What are you planning?” Vanderwood seems to feelmuch faster than usual as he actually manages to catch the much smaller andusually quicker male.

He drags Seven around with him from room to room asking ifthe thing the redhead was pranking him with was there, watching him to see ifthere was any reaction.

When they eventually make it to the kitchen, Vanderwood isstarting to feel so exhausted, letting go of the redhead. It’s the last room,so whatever the prank was, it had to be here.

“So?” He watches as Seven’s eyes flicker to the now cleanblender and then away. The smoothie? “What did you put in my-“ And suddenly thecrash is just horrible. Vanderwood nearly falls over as he grips at thecounter. Now Seven feels pretty damn horrible, grabbing the larger man andhelping him to the couch where he just lets the guy sleep.

Normally, Vanderwood slept really lightly, but he was outlike a light. Should Seven add insult to injury and maybe draw on the guy alittle bit? …Why can’t he seem to resist writing ‘I’m a jerk.’ on Vanderwood’sforhead?

Once Vanderwood wakes up, feeling sick, and goes to thebathroom, suddenly he doesn’t feel so sick anymore, and it’s back to chasingthe redhead again. Why does Seven do this to himself?

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Fang the Fiery Flower of Freedom (Mega Magical Girl Lightning)

“How would you like to be a magical girl?”

Fang stared at the talking fox. Who wouldn’t? Seriously, it was a talking fox. A talking fox. Either someone was playing an elaborate prank on her, or things were about to get weird. 

“Uh… me?”

The fox nodded. “Yes, I can see it now. You’ve got great potential as a magical girl.” The fox padded up to Fang and then somehow managed to scamper up to rest on her shoulder. “So… how about it?”

“Magical powers would be cool and all… but what’s the catch? Am I going to turn evil down the road or something? Because, you know, that would suck.”

“No, no, no.” The fox shook her head and patted Fang on the cheek with one paw. “But you have to help me save the world.”

“And how would I being doing that exactly?”

“By killing and monsters and inspiring love, freedom, joy, and all sorts of happy emotions in other people.”

“Okay… killing monsters makes sense. But how does inspiring all that other stuff save the world?” Fang asked.

“Don’t you know?” Vanille replied. “Love makes the world go round.”

“…” Fang gaped. “That’s from a song.”

“Yes, but it’s also true. You see…” The fox gestured and countless mathematical formulae began to appear in the air. “It’s like this…”

Five hours later…

“And that is the mathematical explanation for how love is in fact the only way to save the universe.” The fox nodded sagely. “So… are you in?”

“I didn’t understand anything past the third equation.”

“Really?” The fox sighed. “You humans…your grasp of trans-dimensional physics and higher dimensional mathematics is so lame.”

“You’re a fox…”

“Yes, a talking fox. I’m not like those other foxes you’ve met. I’m special.”

“Special is one way to put it.”

The fox jabbed Fang in the cheek with her paw. “Say that again. I dare you.”

Fang did… and she was promptly hit by a bolt of lightning that somehow didn’t electrocute the fox. “Gah…”

The fox hopped off Fang’s shoulder as she collapsed to the ground twitching. “Setting aside your lack of mathematical expertise, do you believe me about magic now?”

Fang staggered back to her feet. “That… could have been a coincidence.”

Five more bolts of lightning later…

“Okay… I believe you.” Fang was smoking lightly.

“Good. Do you agree?”

“And we’ll be saving the universe?”

“Definitely.”

“Fine. I’m in.”

“Great.” The fox chortled. “I was starting to think you liked getting struck by lightning.” The fox closed her eyes, and blinding light surrounded Fang. “Just relax. You’ll be a magical girl in just a second.”

A few seconds later, the light faded. Fang was no longer in a boy’s school uniform… instead she was in another school uniform. Yes, Fang had gone from wearing the boy’s uniform for her school - it was much better for fighting in - to wearing a sailor-style uniform, complete with a skirt, tie, and socks.

“I am going to kill you,” Fang hissed. “What is this supposed to be?”

The fox struck a pose. “No longer are you merely Oerba Yun Fang! You are now Fang the Fiery Flower of Freedom, the magical girl of dragons, pointy things, and awesome hair!”

“Wait… how do you know my name?” Fang growled.

“I may or may not have been stalking you for about a month to make sure you’d make a good magical girl.”

Fang twitched and made a choking sound. She’d just been conned. “And… you can’t make my outfit look different?”

“It’s that or you can fight naked.”

“…” Fang covered her face with one hand. “What is your name, so I know what to put on your grave after I murder you?”

“Call me Vanille the Lucky Fox. As for murdering me, none of your magical powers are designed to work on me.” Vanille smirked. “Now… are you ready to summon your weapon?”

“Oh… for the love of… fine.”

“Good. Now, dance around like so.” An illusion appeared above Vanille. “And say these words: Flaming Fang of Furious Fire!”

“That is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Just do it.”

Fang did, and there was a brilliant blast of flame before a spear made of pure heat appeared in her hands. The weapon shone like the sun, and its very presence inspired awe.

“Now throw it at that mountain.” Vanille paused. “Wait… you don’t need that mountain, do you?”

“Uh… probably not. Nothing has lived there since the mine went bust and poisoned everything. Not even moss grows on it.”

“Great. Throw your spear at it.”

Fang threw her spear and vaporised the mountain.

“Okay…” Fang nodded slowly. “I can apparently throw nuclear weapons at stuff. Great. Just great.”

“It is, isn’t it?” Vanille smiled. “Well, I need to get going. I’m putting together a team of magical girls, so I need to find the others. Once you’re ready, get to Bodhum. That’s where I’ll be.”

“Wait -”

The fox vanished.

X     X     X

Five months later…

Fang stared at the pink-haired girl wearing a frilly dress who had just finished annihilating a gigantic monster off the coast of Bodhum. Her weapon had been an amazingly cute magic wand that shot energy blasts that required a ridiculous song and dance routine but which were also comparable to nuclear weapons. There could only be one explanation.

“Let me guess, that damn fox conned you too?”

The other girl’s jaw clenched. “You bet she did.”

“Hey!” Vanille appeared out of thin air. “You made it Fang! This is Lightning! You two are going to be on the same team.”

“Oh good grief…” Lightning muttered. “How many more girls did you con into becoming magical girls?”

“Don’t worry about that. They should all be getting here in the next week or two.” The fox chortled. “And once you’re all here, then the real work can begin.”

“The real work?” Fang asked, already wondering what fresh, new horror Vanille could conjure.

“Do the words ‘alien invasion’ mean anything to you?”

Fang could feel a headache coming on. “You mean to tell me that we’re going to be invaded by aliens soon, and your plan was to fight them off using magical girls.”

“Yep. I mean… what better way to inspire hope, love, and freedom than by kicking the crap out of the biggest, baddest aliens in the universe? You guys will be fine, and if you’re not, don’t worry. You can get upgrades.”

“Upgrades?” Lightning asked.

“What? You thought your magical powers had finished growing. Oh, no. Just for a start, you guys can increase your powers by fusing together. You won’t be adding your powers so much as multiplying them together. It’ll be awesome.”

“This is a nightmare,” Lightning muttered. “Fusing together?”

“And if that’s not your style, the more bad guys you defeat, the more powers you gain. You must have noticed it by now. Your attacks are getting stronger and more versatile, and you’re getting stronger, faster, and everything too. That’s why I’ve been encouraging you to go after monsters. It makes the world a better place, plus you get more powerful.” Vanille cackled. “And if you’re worried about dying, don’t be. One of the others can handle that…”

Fang leaned toward Lightning. “You know, Vanille always says she’s trying to save the universe, but it just occurred to me that maybe we’re her way of conquering it.”

Lightning froze. “That… that makes an alarming amount of sense.”

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Can i request RFA reaction when they recieve news that MC is dead or in danger but than she's actually alive and well

I’m sorry this took so long, nonnie! I had to rewrite it because I didn’t like how it turned out at first, whoops. hopefully this is what you had in mind? if not, make sure to let me know! warning: there are slight mentions of death, dead bodies, hospitals, kidnapping, accidents etc. nothing graphic, though, but read at your own discretion anyway!

- Admin Cat Mom.

Yoosung

sunshine boy goes apeshit crazy right after hanging up the phone.

who on earth would dare to hurt such a precious being like you?

whoever the responsible for this car accident that took your life is… they are in big trouble.

his brain is not responding properly anymore.

and he just plain refuses to live in a world where you no longer exist.

he could’ve easily succumbed to his tears, and trembling hands and legs.

but oh, no.

he’s going to take matters into his own hands.

so he pretty much grabs his coat and leaves the apartment as fast as lightning.

somehow he’s at the scene in less than fifteen minutes.

and you’re there, the police and paramedics are there, and your car is there too.

your car is wrecked.

but you’re standing right next to it safe and sound, and your legs, arms and head are all in the right places.

you seem a little distressed, that’s all.

after staring blankly at the scene, he runs up to you and holds you tightly, rubbing your back and kissing your cheek multiple times to prove himself that you’re there and you’re alive.

“what in the world happened oh my god MC.”

“jumin is a bad influence please stop hanging out with him.”

Zen

he’s going to punch someone.

he’s also going to punch himself.

it’s weird enough that you haven’t come home in the past few days, and he has tried to reach you plenty of times but you’re not answering your phone.

now that he’s heard about the dead body that’s been discovered near a river (which description matches you almost perfectly) he starts panicking.

and he wants to die too.

instead of going to the police to make sure it’s not you, he spends an entire night looking for you.

because the mere thought of seeing your lifeless body would destroy every inch of his soul.

yes, zen has a strong body and soul, but not when it comes to the idea of you not being by his side.

after checking every damn corner of the city, he goes home feeling defeated.

he has a lot of missed calls and texts from the rest of RFA.

does he care at this point? not really, he doesn’t feel like answering to anyone but his dear MC.

when he opens the door, he’s surprised to see you sitting comfortably on the couch and going through your phone.

“MC? Where… where have you been?”

“you silly! I told you I was going out of town this weekend to visit my family. I even left you a message! because I didn’t have any signal there.”

oh, so that’s why even mr. trust fund kid has been calling non stop.

you spend the next day cuddling, and kissing, and talking—he feels so relieved that you’re not dead.

from now on you’re not allowed to leave this wreck of a man alone for more than a day.

Jaehee

her heart sinks to her stomach as soon as she hears the news.

you are her guardian angel, she said it herself.

you cannot leave just yet.

a relative/acquaintance of yours had called her that morning to let her know that you’re in hospital and things aren’t looking too great.

after all, you’ve been sick the past days, that’s a fact, and you weren’t taking care of yourself.

she scolded you a lot, but she also did her best to make you feel better.

still, she thought it was just a cold that would go away eventually.

it turns out now that your life is at risk?

on her way to the hospital, all she can think of is you lying on a bed connected to a hundred wires.

but she tries really hard not to focus on worst-case scenarios, takes a deep breath, and drinks her entire cup of coffee in one sitting.

staying calm and thinking straight, that’s all she gotta do.

she already has a contingency plan anyways, and jumin is more than ready to help with anything you need (he cares about your health as well).

when she arrives at the hospital, she’s surprised to see you on the entrance blowing your nose and looking like a mess.

a regular, definitely not on the verge of death kind of mess.

“jaehee, what are you doing here?”

she sighs in relief and gives you a hug.

you then explain that your relative/acquaintance tends to blow things out of proportion, that you’re just a bit sick and that’s all.

“for the love of god, MC, please take care of yourself.”

and… you have your very own personal nurse now.

Jumin

this man turns into a mess.

he knew it, he knew that he should’ve taken you to the airport.

he only let you convince him to go alone because you told him you didn’t like goodbyes, and that everything was going to be just fine.

the report on the news says otherwise.

the plane you took a few hours ago has crashed.

he sits calmly on the couch and lets the information sink in, it takes a while.

an hour passes by, he should start making calls.

his rational side is telling to send help, helicopters, anything in order to save you and bring you back home safe.

his sense of revenge is telling him to sue the airline, find the culprit of this injustice, and make them pay.

but his body is not responding to his orders, he’s gone completely numb.

how could you, MC? how could you leave him like this? you are his source of happines and stability.

god… his clothes start feeling way too tight, he’s having trouble breathing.

and then, when he’s about to call assistant kang, his phone rings.

your name showed up on the  screen. “hello? jumin? I don’t know if you’ve heard about the plane crash—”

like a sweet lullaby, your voice soothes him instantly, so he clears his throat and manages to say only one thing: “MC, I am so glad you’re well.”

you had lost the flight and decided to wait for the next one as you didn’t want to bother jumin, but after hearing about the accident, you thought it was best to return home and postpone your trip.

he refuses to hang up the phone until he’s there because yes, he’s going to pick you up (feat. good ol’ driver kim).

Seven

he knew something like this would happen sooner or later.

just when he starts feeling like he can live a normal, happy life, someone decides to take you away from him.

with the amount of enemies he’s gained through his job as an agent, he should’ve know.

yet there he is, in shock, sweating, and feeling extremely nauseated.

he’s panicking so much he forgets for a moment that he’s a skilled hacker.

he doesn’t know what this person that took you wants because the message they left was too vague, but he’s going to find out one way or another.

even if it costs him his life.

the only problem is that he can’t seem to focus and he’s making mistakes left and right.

MC please be okay.

he keeps picturing you locked in a filthy basement, tied up, scared and alone.

that is until you finally showed up—you were buying groceries.

prepare yourself for a tacklehug.

wait, if you’re here and you’re well, what’s up with this weird message?

wrong number? a distasteful prank? 

he’s baffled and doesn’t understand what’s going on.

then decides to dig into it later and increase security, you can’t take threats like this lightly.

he’s a clingy mess for the rest of the day and does everything you ask him to, he even cleans the living room and eats a proper meal.

V

this sweet, selfless man just can’t catch a break.

it took him so long to heal his wounds and allow himself to love someone healthy and good for him.

a building has caught fire and collapsed, and not many people made it.

the same building you say you were going to.

he hasn’t heard anything from you yet, and you’re not answering your phone.

so he calls every person he knows and does everything he can to find the tiniest bit of information about the fire and the survivors.

his efforts are useless.

his chest is hurting so much? he doesn’t think he can take it?

all he can do is hold his head in his hands, bite his lip and quietly swallow his tears, because he knows how much you hate to see him sad.

and as expected, he blames himself for it.

it should have been him.

you didn’t deserve such a horrible death, let alone such a short life.

after all, you brought so much joy into his life.

when it seems like he’s lost all hope, the door opens.

it’s MC!

you swear you’ve never seen him smile so brightly, like he’s witnessing a miracle of some sort.

he asks you where you were and you explain that your job interview was cancelled, so you weren’t there when the building caught fire.

he holds you so tightly he leaves you gasping for air, but you don’t complain and instead comfort him with tender kisses.