curious how people call “love interest” the guy showing interest in Will when he probably doesn't like him back, but they were mad when people called Will, Mike's love interest because he was in love with him.
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wip wednesday why not both edition
I really thought everyone was going to pick Maevetash and then it was just split enough I am doing both.
First is Maevetash having a fight after the heist because Maeve kind of uses the slayer form without ever telling Enver about it (even though he knows it from rumor, etc, but he's never seen it and she drops it on him when Meph sends out his fake "oh no not my croooown" fight to make them think he isn't letting them get away with it (he is)). Warning this is first draft no edit.
jump with Z'rell under the jump you fucking monsters
Maeve dropped her focus, causing the portal on the floor to close. She took in deep breaths of non-metallic air, shivered at the comparably cold air of the material plane. Then she realized that Enver was shouting.
“What in the hells was that stunt you pulled?” He was in her face now and she pulled back, blinking up at him. Then she realized he was talking about the Slayer.
“I believe I saved our lives--” she started to say, but he was shouting over her.
“I don’t even want to know how long you have been hiding that little trick, Maeve, but —”
She shouted over him in turn. “I do not owe you any explanations of anything I — ”
“— I will not tolerate you changing a plan on a whim to suit your —”
“— am able to do or when I choose to do it, Enver, if you didn’t notice there were a dozen —”
“— tastes and terrible decision making whenever you let your emotions compromise — ”
She grabbed him by the shirt front and whirled him around, slammed him against the wall. He fell silent as the breath was knocked out of him and she kept him silent but putting her forearm against his chest, pressed on him to make sure he could only breathe enought o keep himself alive.
“You will not question me. I give you information as I see fit and you will be happy when I do so,” she snarled at him.
“You are losing control,” he finally said.
She pressed even more. “I assure you, I am perfectly in control of myself, Enver. Now, do you have the crown or do you not?”
OK and the Z'rell is a what if my big half orc dyke Tav got caught while they were freeing the tieflings/dark gnomes in the basement and maybe Z'rell takes a special interest in her:
When she is sure that the woman’s dark eyes are focused on her and not just pointing forward, Z’rell smiles. “A true soul for a true soul,” she says. “But you aren't just any true soul, are you? You’re something different if you can fool me like you did before.”
The woman does not reply.
“You are a prize, to be sure. What is your name?”
The woman starts to speak, then she coughs. The sound of it is wet, suggesting internal bleeding of some kind. Z’rell waits her out, waits for her to beg, and then the cough turns into a laugh.
“You can’t even get my fucking name out of my head, can you?” the woman says in the voice Z’rell remembers from earlier, a deep rumbling sound that matches the woman better than a voice ought to. Blood runs down her chin and she begins to laugh anew. She sounds almost delirious, quite likely is after all her injuries, and after a moment she is back to coughing.
Z’rell waits again, makes sure that it is quiet enough for the woman to hear what she has to say. “I haven’t even begun with you yet. Why don’t you spend the night in that chair and we will see how you feel about things tomorrow?”
The woman smiles, white tusks against pink lips against coated-red teeth. “It’s a date then.”
On her way out of the prisons, Z’rell pulls a guard aside and makes it clear that the woman is not to be out of anyone’s sight. As she climbs the stairs, she thinks to herself that is a shame that the Chosen will likely have the woman killed by morning. She looks like an awful lot of fun.
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asdfghjkl; 😭
Okay so does anyone remember that little FS vampire AU that took over the end of my February? (it's here if you don't, about... wow about 12k long over 4 chapters, I did not realize how long that got.)
Anyway, Anonymity over there wrote a companion piece that's just really angsty and lovely. It's pretty short, and a bit poetic. It does mention a few heavy things, so heed the tags, but I do recommend this! Go give 'em some love!
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hey !! :)
color ask thingy
rouge /p
rose~
ourple :)
aaannnddd mint !!
have a good day/night !!
Aaa! I just finished putting this in YOUR ask box!
I love you toooooooooooo. And, yeah, I have no idea how I got onto this crazy site, but I'm stuck here now I guess. (And oh my god you're so nice too, why are you so friendly, you're so great.)
Ok guys stop it, I swear I'm not funny, what's going on.
YAY COOKIES. Fun fact: I don't get sugar rushes unless I eat a stupid amount of candy (I'm talking like pounds here).
Goooooood niiiight/daaaaaay.
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I cannot tell if ur a frank girlie or ray girlie or both?
frank girlie with STRONG ray girlie tendencies
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Non-redstoners trying to redstone: the magic of the glowing red ores is one of the great mysteries of the world that few have mastered. But with careful study, observation, and practice I too may be able to harness its powers
Literally anyone trying to use an armor stand: Cleo is a witch and if I touch their spell book I will die or be haunted for the rest of my days by the aftershocks of magic I will never comprehend
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Gotta love the duality of songs that remind me of Swanky
One side you a song about being the hottest girl in the world (which he is) and the other is about being treated as a f-word in school (which also probably happened to him)
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