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blobbyclouds · 4 years

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hey! your writing is so good oh my goodness. the main 6 (the arcana) with an mc that loves to climb? for example, if there is a space above a cabinet, they will get up there, no matter what. :)

This request was so much fun, thank you! The mc in this request gives off so much chaotic energy, I actually love it lol

warnings: some swearing

-Asra Alzanar-

He thinks it’s a cute habit :)

Because it’s like you have a third sense as to where good places go climb are, and you get the happiest smile when you realize that you can climb something

The shop is a bit messy and scattered, which provides you with plenty of climbing spaces

And he has a natural sense as to where you’ve climbed even if everyone else is clueless

Someone: Wait… where did—

Asra, without even looking up, pointing at at you in a tree

You: hiiiii :D

He gives you the softest smiles ever when he looks up and sees you nestled somewhere high, reading or practicing magic

Like looking up and getting to see your smiling face makes his day

You know that kiss (spiderman kiss?) where someone is hanging upside down and the other is standing like normal? That happens a lot :)

He has your favorite climbing spots memorized and will join you there if you’re upset about something

But he’ll also give you space if you want it, and will just float up snacks or comfort things for you

He isn’t too worried about you falling because he knows you’re a good climber and you can both use magic, so someone will stop your fall

That said, he’ll gently remind you not to do anything too stupid at least without letting him come with. If you’re gonna be stupid, you’re gonna be stupid together

Will absolutely join you for a climb if you ask

Faust likes your climbing places and joins you all the time

-Nadia Satrinava-

You had mentioned you liked climbing, and Nadia thought it was a nice hobby. Good at building strength and endurance, requires cleverness, and allows for adventure, so overall very nice, right?

She was still caught off guard when she saw you curled up in a tree outside a fourth story palace window. She had just been strolling by and there you were, curled up in the branches with a notebook

She was kinda confused because the tree was too far from the palace for you to have jumped so??

“How did you get up there?” she asked

“Climbed,” you reply

“Oh.” Nadia peered out the window to the long, long drop below. “Lovely.”

She’s pretty chill about it to be honest

Doesn’t let anyone make fun of you or call your habits odd

Will “coincidentally” take you past good climbing trees when the two of you go on walks in the gardens

Everyone in the palace knows how good you are at climbing soon, so whenever something is stuck up high, you’re asked to get it

She doesn’t get too annoyed when your clothes get messy from climbing, just sighs, tells you to be more careful, and has the servants get you a change of clothes

Probably gets you a climbing outfit that has gloves with a good grip and stretchy fabric that lets you move with ease

Whenever you two have arguments she sends Chandra up with messages until you come down to talk

The servants find it a little humorous when you and Nadia talk while you’re up high, because it just looks like the Countess is standing at the bottom of a tall thing talking to herself

“Dinner is ready… I sent a servant, but they couldn’t find you… Yes, your favorite dessert is there… No, I do not want to join you… Yes, you really must come eat something.”

-Julian Devorak-

When it comes to your climbing habit and overall desire to sit anywhere but on normal seats on the ground, he has mixed feelings

His reckless side is all for it, because it’s fun, spontaneous, and can lead to all sorts of adventure

But his doctor side that’s always a bit of a worrywart about you is like, high places??? Willingly going into high places all the time? With no climbing gear or protection once so ever????

I mean yeah you have magic but he’s not keen to trust it when it comes to your life

So he’s conflicted but tries to only chide you when you really give him a good scare

Generally he thinks its cool that you’re able to do something that requires so much strength and quick thinking

And the face of quiet pride and bliss when you situate yourself on top of something that isn’t exactly meant to be climbed on is adorable

His heart explodes when you climb up somewhere just to be taller than him and dot a kiss on his head

And he loves how it’s oddly domestic and normal for you to be sprawled on top of something as the two of you chat about your days

Will always give you an extra boost if you need it

Whenever you go sailing together, you love to hang out on the masts and look-out and he’ll always join you up there

He’s actually quite good at climbing, but he can get tangled up easily if he’s distracted or confused

One time he had wanted to join you up in a tree, so he climbed all the way up one, only to look to his right, see you in another tree, and realize he climbed the wrong tree. His expression of but-I-put-in-all-that-effort-and-now-I-don’t-even-get-a-kiss-for-it was hilarious

-Muriel-

Asra had mentioned that you liked climbing

He just never realized how much you liked climbing

Because one day when you were traveling through the forest he just woke up and you said good morning… but your voice came from way up high

He craned his neck back until he saw a figure in a tall tree and thought wow what dumbass is in that tree until he realized wait that’s my dumbass

He regarded you silently as that quiet look of what the hell washed over his face. He eventually managed a sleep “morning” because how else could he respond??

But he got used to it pretty fast

I mean he’s always at least a little worried whenever you go up high and will chide you to be careful and not do anything stupid

He’s hella tall so he can give you a good boost up if you need it. He’ll sigh the first few times you ask, but he’d rather you ask than do something dumb to get yourself up

He usually ends up standing and watching you climb, craning his neck to make sure you pass the harder spots safely

He gets visibly tense whenever you’re climbing in risky places

He doesn’t judge you for feeling so safe in your comfort spaces up high though, he knows everyone has different comforts. He feels all soft and fuzzy just seeing you lounging in one of your favorite climbing places

He doesn’t exactly know why, it’s just endearing how the top of things seem so comfy to you

He can’t climb though. Like at all. So if you’re upset and hiding away up high he has to gently talk you down

But he’s also content to sit at the bottom of wherever you’ve climbed and wait until you’re ready to come down. He’s actually fallen asleep waiting for you to come down because he didn’t want to leave you alone

-Portia Devorak-

She will climb with you!!! Because it's fun!!!

She’s not quite as good as you, but she does her best to keep up with you!!

The first time she saw you way up in a tree she was shocked you had gotten all the way up there because she’d been trying to figure out a way up that tree for AGES

And then you climbed it in like two seconds????

You get Pepi whenever she gets stuck in trees (which is very often)

Portia thinks it’s so cool her lover can climb the way you do

She shows it off like a proud mom or something

She loves walking around the palace and just randomly seeing you up high. It kinda of becomes a game between her and the other servants of “I spy” as they look for your latest climbing spots

When she introduced you to Julian, she was like, “well here they are :)”

Julian: Portia there…. there isn’t anyone here???

Portia, pointing up at the top of a palace tower: Yes there is

Julian, squinting and visibly panicking: hOw DiD tHEY gET Up THerE

She loves it when you take her to higher places that have good views of the sunset or the city in general, and her heart does backflips when you lean against her as the two of you watch the view

Yes, you and Portia use your climbing pranks for all sorts of mischief

This includes, but is not limited to: playing pranks on other servants, stealing food/baked goods from the kitchen, and sneaking around late at a night

Generally doesn’t fret over you too much, but will remind you to be careful and call for her help if you need it

Whenever she gets too worried about you getting hurt she tries to climb after you

And then oopsie now SHE’S stuck and you have to come help her

-Lucio-

He’s highkey jealous tho

I mean he’s not AWFUL at climbing, it’s just he’s impatient and tends to rush, which doesn’t work all too well with climbing

So must of the climbing is left to you

He respects your ability obviously and finds it humorous/charming you like hanging out in tall spaces so much

But he pouts when you’ve spent a lot of time up high because it means he can’t cuddle you :(

And that’s no fun for anyone

Will straight up stand at the bottom of whatever you’ve climbed and wait for his cuddles and affection

You once poked your head out of a tree you had climbed in, gave him an angelic smile, and blew him a kiss and his heart did very funny things

He tries to be chill when you’ve climbed something really tall

But he’s standing at the bottom nervously sweating and flinching every time it looks like you’re about to fall

But he’s “not worried” obviously

“Maybe you should just… come down to the nice, safe ground. Before something happens-- becauseohnoIsaidbefuckingcaREFUL-- Oh. You’re fine. I knew you’d be fine.”

He opens his arms up like THATS going to help

Kinda forgets you have magic and could easily catch yourself

He’s exasperated whenever you climb somewhere high when you’re upset because it’s frustrating for him being unable to comfort you

When you’re upset he wants to be doing something, not just standing around waiting for you to come down

He once managed to climb a tall tower just so he could comfort you and it was well worth it even though he was a bit stuck afterwards

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arcanaapprenticecatherine · 4 years

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Can we appreciate Julian's multifaceted character?

Doctor: canonically trained with Nazali, under battle conditions, successfully amputated limbs and the patient(s) lived, coming up with a method of blood transfusion

Artistic: all throughout the routes are some mention of Julian's scribbles, doodles, but particularly in Julian's route and Asra's route are we told of his intricate and impressive drawings

Man of the People/concern for community: in Julian's route right before he was hanged, he declared he murdered the count not really for the sake of the people, listed Lucio's shortcomings as a ruler. Not to mention, as shown in the market scene near the beginning of his route people often recognized him, had conversations with him, he was safe to show his face in his neck of the woods because nobody was going to turn him in

Concern for other's wellbeing: helping apprentice out of the barrel in the first few chapters before the choosen routes, taking apprentice's vampire eel bite, Muriel's wolf's injuries, Portia's safety, apologizing to Asra for his past behavior, even for Malak when he was going batshit crazy trying to find Julian after he and apprentice had been separated from their bodies

Intelligence: we all love our dumbass, but let's not forget he actually is very smart, evading capture and living on wits alone, afore mentioned successful amputation, medical training at a young age, developed a theory and mechanism for blood transfusion. We know he loves his leeches but he even admits in the hangman's realm that leeches don't really work.

Chaotic dumbass energy: "oh yes, I discovered that I, in fact, did not murder the count, but I'm turning myself in anyway." I know his hanging was crucial to him meeting the hangman and discovering the cure for the plague

Piracy/rowdiness: he's in it for the thrill, the experience. He can, and will, and has gotten down and dirty into fights and evading the law, drinking, dancing on tables, all kinds of trouble

Still longs to settle down: scene at portia's cottage in Julian's route while eating what Portia has made "look what you've accomplished without me" "could I have this?" Repeatedly states he wants a future with Apprentice

He's most definitely a switch. He can be subby but also dominant, given the paid scene in the library "kiss me you fool" and the behind scenes "do you want to try it on?"

#the arcana app #the arcana julian #the arcana #julian x mc #julian x reader #julian imagines #julian devorak #the arcana ilya #ilya x mc #ilya devorak

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julian--yeun · 4 years

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✧ ˖ * ° ><> ╱ christian yu, cis male, he/him — look who’s fresh from the ferry, aren’t you JULIAN YEUN ? your eroda brochure says you’re TWENTY FIVE and that you’re currently residing in MARMOTON. your favourite tourist attraction to hang around is ERODIAN BEACH , and the locals around these ports would describe you as FRIENDLY & CREATIVE , RECKLESS & SCATTERBRAINED. your resting fish face really gives off LAUGHING OUT LOUD, LIKE UNDERSTANDING EVERY LEVEL OF A HIGH-BROW JOKE WHILE TRYING NOT TO GIVE AWAY THAT HE’S NOT ACTUALLY AN AIRHEAD; AN UNSPOKEN INVITATION TO HANG OUT AND MAKE VIDEOS WHILE UNEXPECTEDLY FINDING COMMON GROUND; MAKING ODDLY SPECIFIC PLAYLISTS AT THREE IN THE MORNING FOR EVERY MOOD UNDER THE SUN BECAUSE “SAD BOY HOURS” ISN’T THE SAME AS “MELANCHOLIC AND ALONE WHILE TRYING TO FORGET HIS SMILE,” and i’m a big fan of the VIDEO CAMERA you seem to always be attached to. well, if you see the minister this morning; make sure you head on home as quick as possible, you never know what bad luck he could bring. (Also filling Arlo Donegan’s guitarist bandmate WC.)

Hello everyone! I’m Skelly and I’m excited to bring you my fun-loving, secretly-a-philosopher videographer who’s also in a band. Read more below for some basic info! I’m open to any and all types of plots as long as they’re threadable!

For more character info regarding appearance and personality type, click HERE.

BASIC INFO

Full Name: Julian Kai-seok Yeun

Nickname(s): Jules, Juley

Pronouns: He/him

Sexuality: Bisexual

Age: 25

Birthday: March 23, 1995 (An Aries man!)

Blood type: AB

Birthplace: Sydney, Australia

Occupation: Videographer & Part-Time Guitarist

Residence/ Time Here: Marmoton, 11 years

ABOUT

Julian was about fifteen years old he was when his mother brought him over on a ferry boat ride. It was supposed to be just a visit, but then she dropped the bomb on him that she was divorcing his father and his brother would be staying behind with him. He was angry that he didn’t get a choice, leaving behind the sunny coasts of Sydney for the hazy fog of Eroda. He even tried to leave on a little dinghy once when he was seventeen, but every time he tries to think about how he ended up nearly drowned on the beach, his mind wanders, and the mental fog refuses to clear up. All he knows is that he cannot leave. Nobody can.

As he grew up in Eroda, Julian developed behavioral problems that stemmed from his uprooting. He grew angry and rebellious, and it was a wonder that he somehow managed to finish school with how often he was suspended for making trouble. Rebellious teenage years passed, and he managed to find solace in playing the guitar and making videos.

Julian started to go to college, but dropped out after the first year because he didn’t see the point in it. He taught himself how to make good videos, and after working his ass off at one of the local grocery store since his teenage years, he bought himself a good camera and began making videos. When people noticed, he began to take on freelance work making and editing videos-- weddings, birthdays, you name it-- while still working at the grocery store.

When he heard that a local band was forming up three years ago, he immediately jumped on the opportunity and brought his guitar skills to the table. He can do back up vocals, too, but loves to shred on the guitar best. Bass, electric, acoustic, you name it. It’s something he likes to do for fun as a passion project with Arlo Donegan.

Since then, he quit the grocery store and has been living on the money he makes from playing gigs, and from his videography work. He’s even collected snippets of footage around town to use for music video ideas, including the fog, although some of that footage seems to turn into nothing but static when he tries to use it. Weird.

Two years ago, his mother passed away, leaving him alone in the house they lived in. Not long after, he adopted a puppy to keep him company, and they’ve been inseparable since.

FACTS

Is the adult version of the “Have You Ever Had a Dream” kid.

His favorite color is teal.

DOES YOGA a lot. Picked it up after college as a way to calm his mind and center himself.

He’s very introspective, and his thoughts can be a little eccentric and out there for some people, so he prefers to play dumb sometimes. Big Dumbass Energy is strong regardless of his intellect, however.

Will smoke to get stoned all day long, but will NOT drink to get drunk. Drinks only socially.

Has a black and gold Miniature Pinscher dog named Gadget who thinks she’s a wholeass Dobermann. (Size comparison lmao!)

Has way too many tattoos to count, and is still collecting them. Most of them have a personal meaning behind them. His favorite one is a dark horse galloping across his back left shoulder.

LOVES TO SURF. When he’s not busy biking around the island working, he’s out on the beach catching rays and catching waves.

Colors his nails black and chrome from time to time.

Has a playlist (or at the very least a song) for every occasion

Will throw hands and doesn’t have a problem getting in trouble if it means defending his friends and people he cares about

Loves spooky stories, but hates watching true crime by himself at night because it freaks him out

His favorite ice cream flavor is Ben & Jerry’s chunky monkey

Hates getting haircuts and lets his hair get kind of shaggy

LOOKING FOR

Friendships

Enemyships (people whose property he vandalized growing up, etc)

Flirtationships/ hookups

Exes (Getting over a break up with a guy that happened about 9 months ago.)

Crushes

Clients

#eroda.intro #About: Julian #Julian: Aesthetic

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starblazerm31 · 4 years

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Azalea/Imalia Apprentice April Asks #2

Man, I did myself in on this one! It only took me the whole week! So many "Whoa...I haven't come up with that yet..." But that's the point of these asks! To develop characters! Thanks so so much to @samjmorgan, @mechaspirit, and the several anons for sending me asks! I hope you like my answers! Once again, novel below the cut. XP

1. What does your character feel when they see their LI for the first time each day?

Julian: He's always awake before her, but won't move until she does. As soon as her bleary eyes see him, she smiles; that warm blossoming feeling filling her chest. Her beautiful disaster is alive, well, and right where she left him. She wraps her arms and legs around him and pulls him in tight for a full-body hug. "Good morning, angel," he whispers to her.

Lucio: Their connection usually has them waking up at the same time. Even with a messy bedhead, Lucio makes Azalea's heart flutter the moment she lays eyes on him. His skin is warm and soft, and it gets cute little goosebumps as soon as she touches him. Lucio. Her Lucio. *Que make-out session.* Morning breath? Meh, who cares.

Her sleep is sporadic due to her nightmares, and she wakes up multiple times during the night. Every time her eyes land on Asra next to her, her heart rate slows down and she drifts back off to sleep. When it's finally time to get up, however, she will whimper and pull him close, letting her deep emotions and love spill over to him. He's been the longest constant in her hellish life, and she's just so happy to have him next to her. To be able to call him hers.

2. What things does your character love about their LI?

Julian: She LOVES how smart he is. She feels like she can have an actual intelligent conversation with him about absolutely (well...almost) anything. He askes intellectual questions about magic and she is more than happy to go on a spiel about the little intricacies and science behind magic. And she loves to ask him about medicine and how the human body works. It ends up benefitting both of them in their respective professions. She also loves how he towers over her but will fall to his knees in an instant.

Julian loves Azalea’s stubbornness. Once she gets her mind set on something, it’s gonna go her way. (she snagged him, didn’t she?) He absolutely loves it when she throws off all of her inhibitions and goes on a night run across the rooftops. He can’t keep up with her when she’s elevated. The sky is her playground, and it makes her look even more angelic to him. He adores the way she speaks to him and holds him when he’s feeling stressed. She’s so soothing and comforting, and she won’t let him go until he asks.

Lucio: She loves his energy and excitement. He's not the smartest pickle in the jar, but he can match her when it comes to being active. Running races, playing sexy hide-and-seek, sparring...he's the only person in the world who can wear her out. And he has been the most encouraging person to her. His wonder and awe when he watches her do magic makes her feel as awesome as he says she is. And he loves it when she reads one of her new stories to him. He sits there, riveted by the images she's weaving with her words.

Lucio loves how completely and utterly kind she is to him. She actually listens to him and encourages him, believes in him. No one has ever done that before.

Imalia loves everything about Asra. She loves how beautiful his magic is. Watching him cast leaves her utterly spellbound. The glowing swirls, the glittering lights, the musical trills his magic makes. It is unlike anything Imalia has ever experienced. She loves how she can talk about anything and Asra immediately seems to understand. Magical theories, sacred geometry and leylines, blessed and cursed artifacts, enchantments, ancient incantations...he is just as invested and curious as she. She can teach him a new spell and he can get it right almost immediately as well as understand it. And he is the most calming presence she could be around. If her anxiety is flaring up or if she had a particularly nasty nightmare, Asra can calm her down within minutes.

Asra loves how giving and encouraging Imalia is. She spends so much time learning new things only to turn around and share her knowledge with even more enthusiasm. She simply can't keep knowledge to herself. And she would gladly give her life to save someone she loves.

3. What things about their LI annoy them?

Julian: He can still be a spastic dumbass. And sometimes he will go on these long tirades about how he just doesn't deserve to be with her. She will let him get his grievances out, and then calmly explain WHY he is wrong. And he has this really annoying habit of leaving his dirty socks right beside the laundry hamper. And Julian tends to leave cups of cold, unfinished coffee just lying around the place. As for Azalea herself, she tends to think that he doesn't always understand what she is talking about, so she will spend too much time re-explaining a concept he already knows. And sometimes she can be a little to micro-managey when it comes to stuff around the shop.

Lucio: As above, spastic dumbass. He also has absolutely NO idea or sense of money management. And he can be lazy. And if she's spending too long on her shop's expenses/cleaning, or if she's reading and not paying enough attention to him, Lucio will start to whine and flop around like a little kid. Azalea herself still has a few trust issues with Lucio on certain things like money. He’s so used to lavish things and sometimes needs reminding that Azalea’s shop doesn’t bring in THAT kind of revenue. Azalea KNOWS Lucio doesn’t understand what she’s talking about sometimes, so the re-explaining isn’t so bad. But it does bore Lucio. He can’t help but feel put-out with Azalea’s micro-managing. He wishes she would just sell the shop and move them back into the Palace since she is Court Magician.

Asra still likes to run off on his own without giving any specifics about where/what he's doing. The running off is fine, but Imalia would at least like an idea of what he's planning. Just in case he might need some help. Her worst fear is for him to get in trouble and need her, but she isn't there.

4. Who does what chores?

Julian: Azalea handles the cooking, laundry, and cleaning the floors. Julian handles the dusting (putting that height to good use!) and the dishes. They both do random little fix-its around the shop, but Azalea is better at it since she had spent three years randomly alone. Azalea loves Julian's expressions when she climbs on the roof and hangs upside down to fix a shingle or the shop’s sign. He’s trying to catch a glimpse of his favorite boob.

Lucio: (assuming he is no longer Count and lives with her at the shop) OMG this lazy bum. It took Azalea a while to get him used to the idea of washing his own clothes, and even longer to teach him how to do it right. She still takes care of cooking (he is NOT allowed!) and the floors, but they share dusting duty. And she taught him how to fix things. The first time he got a chair to stop wobbling, she had to stop him from throwing open the windows and yelling "I AM THE FIX-IT KING!!!" to the entire neighborhood. She also gave him a job as shop courier. He needed to learn how to earn his living. Also took him a while to figure out how to deliver orders without breaking anything. 😒

Well, Imalia has servants at her estate, so she doesn't really NEED to do any chores. But she's not the lazy type, and will at the very least cook for herself and the entire household. She likes seeing their faces when they taste her latest atroci-uh dish. In seriousness, she's a pretty decent cook. Asra will usually gather reagents and ingredients they will need in their magical research. As far as household chores, he keeps the windows clean. He loves how the sunlight filters in through the stained glass.

5. Do they prefer to stay at home, or do they like to go out?

Julian: Being the working stiffs they are, they will usually stay at home. But a few times a week they will head down to the Rowdy Raven for a good time, or visit with their friends. Azalea does eventually become Imalia's apprentice again and gets tutored three times a week; they will usually go out somewhere as a group afterward.

Lucio: Lucio, being the exhausting booger he is, has to go out and mingle with people. So they will typically go out when the workday is done. When Azalea becomes Imalia's apprentice again, Lucio is encouraged to do ANYTHING else but come along. (Imalia and Lucio dated for three years, and that ended badly; so she tries to steer clear of him) It doesn't always work, however, because Lucio is nosy and he remembers how well Imalia's head-of-household Ben made desserts.

Since she and Asra both like to travel, they typically go out somewhere. Even if they stay at home they will be traveling the Magical Realms.

6. What are some little things they do for each other throughout the day?

Julian: She will make him coffee and prepare him lunch to take to the clinic with him. She will leave him little notes in the lunch telling him how amazing he is and how much she loves him. If he is working late, she brings him dinner. He will tie little notes to Malak's leg for her to receive, or bring her flowers when he gets off work. He has also become the new bearer-of-pumpkin bread. When he gets home, she will sit him down in a chair and give him a shoulder and back rub or draw him a nice hot bath.

Lucio: She keeps a full cookie jar for him. She keeps the pantry stocked with food he likes and will cook it just perfect for him. She also whispers dirty little nothings in his ear and will give him sneaky butt pinches. He needs to know he's wanted, after all! If his prosthetic is bothering him, she will help soothe the irritation. He will give her random shoulder rubs and neck nibbles and will make sure Corva's food and water are always full. He also likes to blow most of his money on random gifts for her.

She will paint Asra's nails while telling him lots of "no shit, there I was" stories. Smoking green with him while reading, going on long walks with him, and constantly praising him. Asra will wash Imalia's hair when they bathe together and give her amazing scalp massages to ease away tension. He also loves to brush her hair and come up with new braid configurations for the top of her head.

7. What are some private jokes they share?

Julian: There was this one time when they were adventuring overseas and they wanted to grab something to eat before they set out to investigate this temple that Imalia had told them about. It was supposed to have this magical jar that could hold a human soul. The only vendor in the town they were in sold this strange grilled fruit on a stick that smelled absolutely awful. They still ate them and it didn't taste too terrible. But it strangely filled them with energy and they made it through the temple just fine. Now when they see kebabs, they look at each other and snicker. Also, when they pass a haberdasher and see a nice pirate-style hat, Julian will pass Azalea a quirked eyebrow and grin.

Lucio: Whenever Azalea hears a goat bleat, she will glance to Lucio and snicker because his laugh sounds exactly the same. Lucio will laugh like a madman when Corva will imitate Azalea's frustrated "Fucking hell!" He also taught her how to say "Mama's ass" in his accent. Lucio: "Ey, Corva, what's the solution to this problem?" Corva: "Mama's ass!" Azalea: "OMG!!!" *blush* Corva: "Fucking hell!"

She and Asra have run afoul of a few bandit gangs with the most ridiculous names. So now when they hear of bandits causing trouble, Asra will say "Is it The Fighting Dragon's Blood Macho Men again?" Imalia: *snarfs her drink* "It might be the Serpent's Hand." Asra: *laughs out loud* Faust: ?

8. What are some embarrassing couple stories?

Julian: One time Azalea was bringing him lunch at work, and the thank-you kiss became rather intense. A patient came in, and Julian realized that he had gotten...ahem...excited. He had to come up with a lame excuse to give himself time to calm down.

Lucio: One time he and Azalea were toking up in the loft of the shop when Nadia came in. It was a new strain that was really potent, and Lucio couldn't hide the fact that he was high as hell. When he tried to follow Azalea down the stairs, he lost his balance and tumbled the rest of the way down, ending up in a pile at Nadia's feet. He instantly blurted out in a loud exaggerated whisper: "Azzie, don't tell Noddy that I'm high!!" Nadia: "Don't worry Lucio, I will never find out." Lucio: "Good. Hey, Azzie, are we gonna screw when she leaves?" Azalea: "....Omg...I am so sorry, Nadia." Nadia: "It's alright, you took him off of my hands after all." (I'd draw this if I could XD)

One time she and Asra started "getting down" in her study. They were so focused on each other that they didn't notice Ben come in and set down a tray of refreshments for them. When they were done, Imalia noticed the tray and said "How long has that been there?" Asra: "I don't know...I swear it wasn't there before...we..." Imalia: "...Shit, Ben, why do you have to be such a ninja?" They couldn't look him in the eye at dinner that night.

9. Is their relationship open or exclusive?

Julian/Lucio: Exclusive. Azalea gives her heart to one person only. Her love envelopes her lover and all she longs for is them. More than one person would feel mediocre and cheap because she would have to divide her love. She loves with everything she is. And it turns out that both Julian and Lucio get really jealous at the thought of sharing her.

Imalia and Asra are exclusive and deeply committed to each other; but they would have a threesome if they met someone who struck both of their fancies. That hasn't happened yet, however.

10. How often do they need to be intimate?

Julian: They need to be intimate at least twice a week. Jobs can be stressful, and they need to relieve that stress. Azalea is all too happy to indulge Julian's desires, and he is happy to service her needs in return. He's amazing at following direction. ^_~

Lucio: Sex is a daily occurrence with them. Rarely, they will have had such an exhausting and busy day that sex just wasn't in the schedule...but rarely. More often than not, it's vanilla sex. But they make an effort to have several spicy sessions a week. There have been weeks where they went at it a little rough at the beginning, and they were too sore to keep up their normal routine. Those were sad weeks.

At the very least they have sex once a week; however sex can happen at the drop of a hat with these two. Anywhere, anytime. The longest sessions happen in the Magical Realms where they can explore and experiment for as long as they want.

11. Have they ever fought?

Julian: Over little things, more than most. Things get tense with two people trying to be in a committed relationship. Something as stupid as “geez, dirty socks on the floor AGAIN?! The laundry basket is right here!” can, unfortunately, escalate into a rather heated argument about something entirely different. But dammit, we are COMMITTED!!! (I’m NOT leaving this bitch/bastard because I LOVE them, and we have been through WAY too much SHIT for something as amorphous as emotions to drive a wedge between us!) Cue some time apart to get their thoughts and emotions together and a very teary-eyed snotty apology.

Lucio: Yeah, mainly over money management. Lucio always thought the word "budget" meant "cheap." He didn't understand that you can't use the money for shop repairs to buy that gaudy cloak he saw in a store window. He also didn't know that shops had to buy the things they sell. He thought store wares just...appeared.

Asra gets irate at the risks Imalia is all too ready to take at a moment's notice. He wants her to stay safe and it's quite hard when she suddenly decides that she has to drain a quarter of her blood as a reagent for a spell that will lift the curse on a village. She thinks that she will be alright since she merged with the Lord of Nightmares. But Asra reminds her that Lon is a chaos goddess and might not save her.

12. Describe their perfect date

Julian: It's been busy at the shop and the clinic, and Azalea and Julian have been wanting a date night for a while now. Azalea closes the shop early and prepares a picnic for the two of them. Meanwhile, Julian closes his clinic and hauls ass down to the Rowdy Raven to pick up a special bottle that he ordered from Barth. He gets back to the shop just as Azalea is tucking everything away in a basket. Arm in arm, the walk to the hidden garden. They spread out a blanket and set everything up. Under the glow of the Deadly Starstrand, they feed each other and enjoy that entire bottle. They giggle and snuggle together, talking about the "remember whens" of their first meeting. Azalea then pins Julian against that crumbling wall and enacts her secret desires of that night long ago.

Lucio: Lucio got permission from Nadia to set up a special rendezvous in the palace garden. (She adores Azalea and helped him come up with the idea) A table with a magnificent spread was set out for them with a chilled Golden Goose. They spent the evening laughing and talking, Lucio telling Azalea stories of his past glories. Azalea confesses that she didn't think much of herself or her talent until he came into her life. Lucio spends a while kissing up and down the length of Azalea's arms, showering her with praise. He then takes her up to his old wing via the portal in the garden and gives her the full Count experience. ^_~

There is a meteor shower tonight. Imalia sets up a tent (looks small, but is huge inside) in a clearing in the Dark Forest that has all the trappings. A magician's feast, different types of drinks and wine, and big fluffy bed covered in tons of vibrantly colored pillows. Outside, they lay in the grass and stargaze. Imalia tells Asra the history and mythology behind the constellations overhead and what significance they have to different kinds of magicians and mages. Asra already knows all this, but he loves to hear Imalia talk. They watch the shooting stars flit by overhead, and both exclaim when a particularly bright one passes by or makes a loud popping sound. They then retreat into the tent where they eat and weave light magic in the air to entertain each other. Then Asra pulls out a stick of that special incense and the rest of the night is spent rolling in those pillows.

13. Do they have an evening routine?

Julian: When they are home for the night, Azalea will make some tea for them and Julian will pick out a good book. They will sit and read together for a while before drawing a hot lavender bath. They will wash each other and cuddle until the water gets cold. Then a cup of chamomile before going to bed. Fun times may occur at this point.

Lucio: Azalea will spend some time teaching Lucio how to read for as long as she can keep his attention. She will then reward him with some intimate time followed by the lavender bath. She will pour him a glass of wine and tea for herself, and they will talk and tell each other jokes and stories until they fall asleep.

They don't really have a routine; the only routine thing about their evenings is the fact that they go to sleep. They are usually working on experiments together, exploring, reading, drinking, or playing games.

14. Describe a "paid scene" with your character and their LI

Julian: Julian and Azalea are getting ready to attend a soiree at the palace. Azalea helps Julian button his cuffs and slips in some sweet kisses to his wrists. She then tells him to hold his arms up and don't move. She slowly buttons up his shirt, leaving smoldering kisses up his chest as she fastens each button. Julian is a blushing mess, each kiss making him hotter and hotter. When she closes the final button at his neck, she gives him a mischievous love bite right below his collar. She then tells him to help her fasten the back of her dress. He gets a wicked glint in his eye and does as she says, but throwing in a little bit of the temperature magic she had been teaching him. Icy touches make her shudder while hot touches make her groan. He finishes off with a blazing kiss to her shoulder which he drags up her neck and ends with a playful nip to her earlobe.

Lucio: An aerial dancing troupe had performed in the palace earlier that evening. Azalea talked to Nadia and got the troupe to leave their rigs up. The room seems to be littered with draping curtains and ropes. Azalea easily coaxes Lucio into the room and ties a blindfold around his eyes. She tells him to count to ten and then come find her. He does as she asks, but pouts when all he can see are the curtains and ropes swaying. He creeps around each one, listening for her. He hears her giggle and sees some of the curtains move. He dashes forward to find her, but she isn't there. She leads him around the room like this for a good while until finally she spins down from one of the curtains and hangs upside-down in front of him. She gives him that classic Raimi Spider-Man upside-down kiss. He asks her what else she can do from that angle. She replies by sensuously touching him while swaying from the fabric. Eventually, all riled up, he plucks her down from there and hurries off with her to her room.

Imalia tells Asra that she respects the Arcana, but doesn't really hold much reverence towards them since they seem rather useless to her. Asra pulls out his deck and offers to give her a reading. Imalia sighs, but agrees. He lays out three cards and flips one. Just as he suspected, it's The Empress upright. He listens to the card and tells her what it says. "Of all the opportunities you've had, there is one you have wanted more than any other. It scares you, but it's embedded so far down inside you that it's part of who you are. You want more than anything to be a mother." Imalia starts, her face turning a deep red. "It's expected of you," Asra continues, "so a large part of you wants to reject the idea. The idea pins you down to your royal bloodline. But that isn't why you want it. You want it because you want to share the bond that you had with your father with a child of your own. You want to teach them, encourage them, and watch them grow into something amazing." He puts the cards away and looks at her mischievously. "What do you think of the Arcana now?" Imalia grimaces and says "I think they talk too much."

15. Would they go on a double date?

Definitely! Azalea/Julian and Azalea/Lucio have gone on double dates with Imalia/Asra many times! (However, with Azalea/Lucio, Imalia and Lucio typically end up trying to outdo each other with stories of their badassery)

16. Who pops the question?

Julian: They propose to each other!! They both wanted it, knew they did, but weren’t exactly sure how to go about it. They snuck around each other (the only time in their relationship that this happens) and bought rings. Then, on the night each had planned, Julian goes to the kitchen to make them tea and get the ring he’d bought. When he turns around, Azalea is already kneeling in front of him with the ring she’d bought. He’s flabbergasted, and kinda numbly holds out his ring. The next day was full of them guffawing and telling the story to everyone else.

Lucio: He did. It was not at all what Azalea was expecting. She always thought he would propose at a party, in front of everyone in Vesuvia. But no...he waited until they were alone and comfortable, lounging in the grass of the palace garden. He just...asked her. No flourishes, no showy display. As for the ring...he did really well. It wasn't some huge gaudy thing that wouldn't look right on her at all. It was a simple silver band with three gorgeous moonstones set on it. He really thought about what she would like.

She does. They are on holiday together in Nopal during the Painted Daisy Festival. While sitting next to each other at a bonfire, Imalia stands up. She proclaims that she has had the vast fortune of traveling the world, having many adventures, performing great deeds, and teaching some of the brightest minds the world has ever seen. But it all pales in comparison to the person she has fallen in love with. She simply can't see herself doing anything greater than spending her life with him. She kneels down in front of him and produces a golden ring etched in magical runes. She says that he has been there longer than anyone else in her life. Would he mind keeping that bad habit up for a while longer? Say, forever?

17. Describe the wedding

Julian: It takes place at the Palace (at Nadia's insistence). Julian is a nervous wreck, thinking that surely Azalea will change her mind and leave him standing at the altar. Portia smacks sense into him, reminding him that she was part of Azalea's bridal party and had JUST seen her. Imalia is Azalea's maid-of-honor, and is bossing people around like a drill sergeant, accompanied by Mazelinka; they wanted to make sure Azalea could just enjoy this day and not be bothered by the minutiae. When Azalea walks down the aisle, she is a glittering spectacle of white pearls, moonstones, crystals, and feathers from Corva. (she had been saving Corva's shed feathers for this occasion). When they exchange vows, Corva perches on Julian's shoulder, and Malak on Azalea's. They present them with the rings. Que smooches and a hell of a reception with lots of table dancing!

Lucio: Same as above, at the Palace. Nadia and Azalea arranged everything, but kept Lucio's tastes very close in mind. Azalea wanted a nice wedding, but not anything as huge as the Masquerade. The palace was littered with white roses and moonflowers. Imalia actually tended to Lucio in this one. His mother was invited and actually showed up, which made Lucio nervous as hell. Imalia assured him that everything was going to go smoothly, and if Morga did anything, Imalia would do something worse. Despite her choice of groom, Azalea was still her best friend and this day was going to go PERFECTLY. Down the aisle, Azalea was escorted by Mercedes and Melchior. They looked amazing, all clad in white. Azalea’s dress was the same as above, but she actually wore diamonds (even though she hates them). The rings were tied to M&M's collars...which could have been a horrible decision if the dogs got riled up, but Imalia had Balthazaar at the ready to pursue and snatch, should that happen. With the final kiss, sealing the deal, M&M tore out of the sanctuary to chase birds. The reception was a big party, just like Lucio wanted. He never left Azalea's side for a moment, showing her off to everyone in the kingdom.

She and Asra elope. Something to spring on Azalea randomly. XD Plus, Imalia is exhausted with royal and court life; arranging a royal wedding would cause so much headache, and she just knew she would be sending a few nobles to the infirmary with their murmurs about Asra's social standing. Better to just say "Oh, by the way, this is the person I married. Suck it."

18. Any babies?

Julian: Two kids: Nora and Rylen. They both inherit Azalea's premature greying so they enchant their hair like their mother. Auburn at the roots, but Nora's fades into gold. Rylen's fades into deep green. Nora is tall and has the same proclivity for acrobatics that her mother does. She also has a tendency to get into fights. Rylen is shorter and is a bookworm who wants to be a doctor like his father.

Lucio: Two kids: Darien and Etoile. As with the previous two, they inherit Azalea's greying. But they don't enchant their hair. They both like how the blonde roots fade into silver at the ends. Darien is a sweet kid who is just really unlucky. He gets into jams, his magic goes wild, and he tends to lose important things. This is due to whatever deal Morga made when Lucio was a baby. Etoile is an overachiever who is headstrong and bulletproof like her father. She inherits Azalea's smarts which makes her even worse as far as being headstrong because she is, unfortunately, always correct. She does deeply care for her older brother, however, and will knock someone out if they mess with him. She ends up helping him with his crappy luck by making him MANY good luck charms to counteract. The two of them become an adventuring duo, furthering magical research and discovery.

She and Asra have one child (at first; I want to create two more), a daughter named Celestia (Lessie). She is slightly darker of skin tone, with Asra's beautiful white hair and Imalia's crimson eyes. She is coy and mischievous, but can also turn on a dime into a yelling ball-buster. She is best friends with Azalea's kids (both versions) and they get into all sorts of trouble together. She is very good at inventing new magic spells. Mainly good for pranks. She eventually follows in her mother's footsteps and becomes a Magister as well as a potential heir to the throne of Seiruun.

19. Do they stay in Vesuvia, or eventually move somewhere else?

Julian/Lucio: Vesuvia is home. It's where her heart is and it's where she learned all of her greatest lessons in life. She could never leave.

Imalia and Asra set up a portal to Imalia's home country of Seiruun. They have dual citizenship there, and Asra is given the title of Prince since he married Sairuun's only Princess. As such, they have to make appearances at court functions. But Vesuvia is home. Until (or if ever) Queen Dreen Suval has children of her own, Celestia is named the heir to the throne of Seiruun.

20. Talk about that family life. What's it like?

Julian: Azalea continues to run the shop and Julian his clinic. But since the family got so large, they had to move out of the loft and buy a house (they found a nice one close by). Azalea teaches Nora and Rylen how to make potions and tinctures, as well as nurture their magical talents. Rylen wants to be like his father, so Julian takes him on as his apprentice at his clinic and teaches him everything he knows. Azalea has to come to get Nora from the guards after she gets into fights on a somewhat regular basis. She decides that Nora should get a proper "schooling" from Imalia. So Imalia keeps Nora nice and busy and helps her channel her energy to more productive means than fighting. Meals are always spent together as a family.

Lucio: Azalea continues to run the shop, and Lucio actually steps up to help in raising Darien and Etoile. They move into a fancy house. Morga steps in every so often and insists on taking the children out on hunts. When she sees how horrible Darien's luck is, she spends more attention on Etoile. Azalea isn't pleased with this. So she makes Darien her helper and apprentice at the shop and teaches him ways to counter his awful luck. Etoile is the one who figures out exactly what he needs and makes him a LOT of luck charms. They need to be re-energized every so often, but they seem to do the trick and Darien's true potential starts to shine. Morga is forced to eat her words on one hunt when he slays a bear larger than any Morga has ever seen. She begins to piece together Darien's condition and realizes who is actually at fault. Her. So she sets about to rid Darien of the curse of bad luck. Lucio and Azalea love spending time with their kids, reading, telling stories, and playing with magic. Meals are a family event with everyone taking part.

Imalia tries her best not to dote on Celestia, but she just can't help it sometimes. The child is so amazing, and she loves how much like Asra she is. She and Asra take her on family trips the the Magical Realms and help her construct her own Magical Gateway. Asra introduces her to several of the Arcana, and the Magician absolutely adores her. At one point, Celestia manages to slip into the Devil's realm and paints a penis on the frozen Arcana's face. Imalia is immensely proud when Celestia agrees to take on the massive responsibility of becoming heir to Sairuun, but she doesn't put off her education either. Through her own effort and hard work, she becomes a Magister.

BONUS. Petnames.

Azalea calls Julian "Beautiful Beanpole" and "my darling doctor" and Julian calls Azalea "Angel," "darling," and "dearest"

Azalea calls Lucio "Hot Stuff" and "babe" and Lucio calls her "Azzie" (sounds like Ozzy) and "baby"

Imalia calls Asra "Starlight." Asra calls Imalia "Professor." Imalia also calls Lucio "Shitiot" (Shit/Idiot)

#apprenticeapril #imalia gabriev #azalea nevra #imalia x asra #azalea x lucio #azalea x julian #the arcana apprentice #the arcana mc #the arcana oc #the arcana asra #the arcana julian #the arcana lucio

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vesuviannights · 5 years

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Thottery Update

Alright SO I wanted to drop in and say HELLO. It is the weekend. It is nearly the end of the school term. I have 180+ fresh fic/hc requests in my inbox and I am ready to fuckin’ rock and/or roll.

I guess I just wanted to share what’s coming up and the process of me doing this? I always find it fun to know the processes other writers engage in to sort out what they’re writing. I’m a table gal myself.

To make 180+ requests more manageable, I condensed them down to 50 by joining up ones that had requested the same prompt/character, or had really similar themed prompts or additional info (e.g. reader gender, dominant characters, location of act, body type), and then finally grouped them by character/s.

So for example this is what the Julian section looks like:

THEN, to decide what I would write from all the character/combo options, I put a list of every character/combo into a random list generator so it would tell me who to write about, then made it choose a random number 1 - whatever according to how many prompt options I had from that one character. So above, you can see that it picked #6.

That gave me....this list of upcoming fics, in this specific order so that variety is guaranteed:

1. Werewolf Muriel x fem reader

Featuring a very restless and dominant Muriel, knotting and breeding

2. Sub Lucio x female reader

Inspired by that cornhub video I told you all about, Lucio counting out his orgasms, and he’s had enough that nothing comes out anymore

3. Dominant Birblian x gn reader

Post-reversed ending, featuring oviposition

4. Hierophant x ? reader

No specifics requested but I’m thinking it’s just going to be an ambiguous 100% pure smut situation, literally 0 plot or explanation

5. Valerius x ftm reader, female bodied

Humiliation, Val on top, reader tied up and left on the bed for Val to come and fuck whenever he feels like it

6. Julian x gn reader x Hanged Man

MC watching Julian get absolutely fuckin’ railed by the Hanged Man. I decided to add in some beautiful red ropes for Julian, and Julian being so horny for it that he’s thrusting into air like a horny fucking teenager before the Hanged Man has even touched him

7. Dominant Muriel x afab reader

This one is going to be modern!! MC strapped down to a table with a vibrator wand placed directly under their clit, not allowed to come, has to lift their hips and keep them in an awkward position if they want to get away from the wand

8. Lucio x gn reader x Julian

Julian with some dumbass cocky dom energy, making a bet with Lucio about mc. I decided to make this one still in second person but from Lucio’s point of view, just so we would see him be a lust-dizzy little tart

9. Valdemar x gn reader

MC comes to Valdemar looking to feel better after having their heart broken. Valdemar...is a tentacle monster in this situation. You can imagine where that goes.

10. Devil x trans ftm reader

MC has ended up as the Devil’s plaything, their fucktoy, and they’ve been there so long they can’t even remember their own name. Just Pet. Pet. This one is cockwarming the Devil’s huuuuge cock followed by overstimulation.

And that’s what’s coming up? Also the 500 follower fic, but I’m not sure where that will fit in.

Let me know what you think òwó

#claire speaks #asks #lemon ask

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amyscascadingtabs · 5 years

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you’re all that i’ve been yearning for

bonus chapter to i’ve been waiting for you, told from amy’s perspective.

read on ao3 here.

Amy broke her right arm when she was six years old.

She still remembers the day in crystal-clear hypermnesia, recalling every bit of it from the way the sun had basked through her window when she woke up, to the way Luis had insisted she’d come with him and Julian to climb trees in the woods right by their house. She’d been reluctant, not at all itching to let go of her new child encyclopedia, but he’d teased her with a what, are you scared we’ll be better than you? and his implication had been all it took for her to both race him out of the house and win. Always eager to prove her toughness, she had let her older brothers guide her higher and higher in the tree while their parents busied themselves in the garden trying to solve a fight between the younger twins. Eventually, she had climbed higher than both of her older brothers, leaning her weight against a seemingly stable branch. Then she remembers falling.

It had taken twenty-seven minutes between the fall and the arrival of the ambulance. Amy knows because she counted them. She had gritted her teeth while she lay in the grass, never screaming until the ambulance personnel reached her and a man with cold fingers reached out to feel the place where her arm had grown swollen, and she had counted the seconds and minutes of ruthless, vehement pain to keep herself sane.

She used to believe the pain she’d felt in those twenty-seven minutes had been the worst pain she’d ever have to endure. No physical pain could ever be worse.

Three hours after getting the contraction-stimulating drip, Amy knows better. This pain right here, the one coursing through her body every two to three minutes making every muscle in her body want to tense, the one making her unable to do anything but breathe and groan and mumble muffled curses until it eases up, is the worst pain she’s ever felt. The broken arm from years ago is a gentle tickle in comparison.

“I want to go home,” she whispers when a particularly brutal contraction calms down and Jake, feeling her grip on his hand relax, hands her the glass of some strawberry-flavored sugary drink she’s drinking with a straw for some energy. “I don’t think I want to do this anymore.”

“Mm,” he hums, tucking a sweaty strand of hair behind her ear. “Remember the goal picture? Next time we’re going home…”

“It’s with our baby sleeping in their car seat wearing their going home-outfit,” she fills in on reflex. “I know, I know. It’s all going to be worth it, I was made to be able to do this, other dumbass motivational crap - oh, fuck.”

“Another one?”

She groans a positive.

It’s not even a full minute in between them this time. The pain builds, concentrated to her lower back and stomach but shooting down into her pelvis for extra torture, and she falls back on her side in the hospital bed with a new string of curses. She’s squeezing her eyes shut, but gets a glimpse of Jake’s concerned expression before she closes them. She must be bruising the bones in his hand by now, but if she is, he’s not saying anything about it.

“You’re doing great,” he just whispers in her ear, and she wants to wheeze easy for you to say but doesn’t, trying to save her last remnants of energy.

There's not a lot of energy left after eighteen hours of this. The sleeplessness didn't bother her as much in the beginning, she was jittery with excitement, contractions were fairly short and she could breathe through them okay back then. Now, on the other hand, she's getting bitter.

It’s laughable, of course, that their kid is already displaying the mixed Santiago-Peralta genes by saying yeah, I’d like to come out early, but I’m going to take my sweet time with it, but Amy thinks she might just have found it funnier if she’d had any sleep in the last day and a half.

The pain eases again. For who knows how long, but it eases, and she draws a breath of relief and lets go of Jake's hand for a while, opening her eyes to see him massaging it with a focused expression.

“I’d say sorry about the hand,” she mumbles, “But I’m not.”

“Eh. Bones heal,” he says with a half-hearted grin. Amy shoots him a threatening look, and he quickly resumes a serious face. “Sorry. Hand’s unimportant. How are you feeling?”

“Like I hate this. The pain is getting worse and worse, I’m exhausted, and this isn’t even the end of it. I still have the worst part to go, and I still have to be awake and conscious for it.”

“Can I do anything else to help?”

“Hit me real hard in the head so I fall unconscious?”

“Yeah, I’m still not going to do that.”

“Then no.”

He snorts, giving her another sip of the strawberry drink.

In all fairness, Amy doesn't actually know what she would have done without Jake being there. He's being her biggest supporter, offering everything from encouragement to massages to distracting commentary on the birthing suite’s design choices, coaching her through deep breaths and making sure she's hydrated. She's grateful and appreciative, but she's also in way too much pain to let him have that satisfaction. Later - after - she’ll compliment him, but only when it no longer feels like she's having menstrual cramps on steroids radiating like a burning feeling from her core.

They're a minute long now, so she focuses on that thought - one minute, one minute, one minute - and tries to count the seconds again. She gets to sixty and takes a deep breath when the pain lets up.

Finally a break, she has time to think in the ten seconds before her body betrays her and a new wave follows right after the first one.

The pain level is even worse this time. For the first time in these eighteen hours, she can’t stop herself from crying out in pain - it’s all-encompassing and agonizing, and it’s terrible, terrible, terrible.

In the beginning, she was trying to distract herself with happy thoughts, the reasons she’s doing this, how it’s a limited time of pain for a lifetime of happiness. Now there’s no point in distracting anymore; all she can do is sink into pain, try to breathe, try not to scream again.

“You’re killing it,” she hears Jake tell her, and maybe she is, but it’s not what she feels like.

“Stop talking.”

“Ah-kay.”

Amy’s not sure how long it takes before this contraction subsides. She can’t count in her head anymore, can’t do anything but breathe and try to ignore the nausea that’s joined the pain now, because apparently, she wasn’t suffering enough as it was. She makes a mental note in her head when the pain finally ebbs to say a sincere fuck you to her mom, who insisted that birthing eight children had been a walk in the park and no more painful than a headache. Although it did make her go in with a positive attitude to the whole thing, Amy has never related less to a comparison.

She loses track of time after a while. There are more doubles as if her body is deciding she wasn’t suffering enough as long as she had the breaks to look forward too, and every now and then the wave repeats a third time just to throw her off her game. She tries new positions in a desperate attempt for a sliver of relief, tries standing and leaning and weird ways of sitting, but it all equals to the same burning, contracting pain which isn’t going anywhere.

Their midwife checks her somewhere in the midst of the torture. Amy prays to some heavenly power that she’s going to say seven or eight centimeters or something that means she’s actually making progress, but she says four, maybe five and Amy wants to give up. She tells her so, receiving the well-meaning advice that she could reconsider pain relief for a bit of a break, but she can’t give them an answer in the moment and is asked to press the button when she’s certain. For now, the midwife leaves and the pain continues.

“I love you,” Jake whispers when he finally sees her relax after a third repeated wave, ignoring the previously issued talking-ban. He’s drawing circles on her scalp with his fingers, though, and it feels really nice, so she forgives him. “This is getting worse, huh?”

“So much worse.”

“It’s your decision, but - are you sure you don’t want to rethink pain relief?” He asks with zero judgment, all genuine worry and care in his eyes, and she bites her lip when she still doesn’t know what answer to give him. “Since they’re suggesting it and all.”

Unmedicated as long as possible had been her plan, based mainly on what her mom had recommended to no end and also a long list of overly inspirational birth vlogs on YouTube. It had felt right, and badass, and like something she should be able to do, but after eighteen sleepless hours of pain and too little progress, she’s not as confident.

“I don’t know,” she whispers back. “Maybe.”

Jake nods, opening his mouth as if to say something, but he doesn’t have the time before yet another contraction hits and she clenches his hand so tight her nails must be leaving marks.

This one is worse again. It’s like they’re on a ladder, ascending in pain level for each one, and it feels like a miracle when she manages to wheeze a warning of I’m going to throw up just in time for Jake to hold a plastic bag to her chin, not commenting but simply holding her hair back.

Considering how momentous a day it should be in their lives, it certainly feels like one of the least romantic.

“Okay,” she breathes when the pain subsides. “You know what? I don’t think I can do this anymore.”

“I am convinced you could do anything,” he corrects her. “But the point is you don’t have to. You could get that sweet, sweet pain relief, learn all about what it’s like to be on drugs, get some proper rest before you literally push a human out of you.”

“That does sound nice. I mean, not the last part, but the other points you made.”

“Seriously, Ames. You’ve been doing amazing,” he says with a kiss to her forehead. “But this is hard, and maybe it’s harder than you thought it would be. No one is going to judge you if you need some help or a bit of a break. You’re still going to have done it.”

“I read too many positive stories,” she sighs. “Not enough people warned me of this.”

“I mean, I think some did. Gina scared you pretty good.”

“Yeah, but I was confident, you know? I was convinced it wasn’t going to be that bad.” She has to pause the conversation for another contraction, feeling the irony. “Feels like I was wrong, huh?”

“Doesn’t matter whether you were wrong,” he says, rubbing his thumbs against one of her wrists. “Matters if you’re okay.”

“You promise you won’t think I’m less badass?”

“Not in the slightest.”

“Okay,” she mumbles, feeling a morsel of relief even as she decides the words in her head. “Then I want the epidural.”

It’s a sting of a needle in her lower back, barely noticeable in comparison to everything else, and then five minutes later, there's blissful relief.

There’s still pressure, but not even in the proximity of what she felt just ten minutes earlier, and the relief of seeing a contraction happen on the monitors without feeling any pain herself is the best thing she’s felt so far today. A nurse plays their baby’s heartbeat for them for a while, assuring them everything’s looking great, and then they’re left alone to get some rest. Jake drapes a blanket over her when she starts to shiver, and before she even asks him to, he’s climbed up in the bed with her to hold her while she takes her well-deserved break.

The realization hits again when her mind is no longer occupied trying to survive the nightmarish pain; they’re meeting their baby today, and they’re meeting their baby soon. It’s a maximum of hours away before they’re parents for real, and it’s the craziest, best, and most nerve-wracking feeling.

She whispers this to Jake with a tearful smile, and he responds with a goofily excited grin on his own as he traces a heart all over the skin of her bump.

Today.

#my writing #can't believe i wrote a bonus chapter for this wow #b99 fic #jake x amy fic #b99 fanfiction #jake x amy fanfiction #peraltiago fanfiction #brooklyn nine-nine fanfiction #brooklyn nine-nine fic #peraltiago #jake x amy

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apprenticemcthot · 4 years

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Prompt!! “Oh god, I’m... in love with an idiot...!”

I’m obliged to do Julian x MC because he has the second biggest Dumbass Energy™ out of all the characters. Hope you like it!

Julian/MC - Birthday Wishes

in which Julian takes MC to the Rowdy Raven for their birthday and gets absolutely plastered

gender-neutral pronouns are used for MC, though they are written with no particular gender in mind

warnings: alcohol mention

“Come along! I have a whole night planned out for you, my dear!"

It’s well past lunchtime as Julian drags me down the rocky streets of Vesuvia. It’s my birthday today, and despite my insisting that I’m fine without a party, Julian decided to take me out to the Rowdy Raven for what I’m assuming is an evening of drinking. The last few birthdays that I’m able to remember had always just been Asra and I eating a home-made cake and watching Faust help me unwrap small but thoughtful gifts.

Not this year, though. Julian insisted that he must throw me a party with all of our friends. Though a bit nervous, I was eager to see whatever night of surprises my thespian lover had in store. So now I offered no resistance as Julian ushered me through the familiar wooden doors of the Raven.

I take in the familiar sight of the bar: dim, low-hanging lights lazily illuminating small rickety tables. Cosy booths lining the darker corners of the room. A rough bar with unstable stools at the other end of the place. Ah, yes. This was a venue appropriately chosen for a Julian-esque birthday party.

"Ta-da!” he says motioning with a dramatic flourish.

A long table has been set in the middle of the bar, and on both sides of it sit our close friends. Nadia and Portia sit on one side, the Countess modestly dressed to fit her surroundings though nevertheless looking as ethereal as always. Next to a smiling Portia sits Mazelinka with a wide welcoming grin on her face. Opposite to them are Asra and Muriel, the latter looking as if he’s there out of obligation rather than will. Asra, however, looks as happy as ever, a friendly smile playing on his lips. In front of him sits a cake, undoubtedly baked by him and Mazelinka. The thoughtful gesture causes a warm feeling of affection in my chest.

As I go to sit at one end of the table, with Julian pulling out the chair for me, I’m greeted by numerous birthday wishes and presents from my friends. An enchanting golden bracelet from Nadia lined with jewels that perfectly coordinate with my outfit. A beautiful potted flower, unlike anything I’ve ever seen before undoubtedly from Portia’s garden. A delicately carved wooden animal skillfully painted by hand and a card addressed “from Asra (* ^ ω ^)” and the letter “M” scribbled on the side. And finally, a jar of what appears to be golden soup tucked into a basket along with a handwritten recipe book.

“A toast!” Julian stands, one leg on top of a chair and his arm raising his pint to the ceiling, “to the most wonderful magician in the whole wide world…and the love of my life. Happy birthday, darling”.

I feel a blush spread on my cheeks as Julian gives me a wink before toasting with the rest of the table, bringing all of our pints together.

The evening evolves into a full-on party. After the initial dinner, which was simply everyone devouring the delicious cake and laughing over friendly conversations, a waiter serves the entire table another round of drinks.

“The cake was amazing, thank you Asra,” I say pushing away my plate and bringing the new pint to my lips.

“Ah, it’s no problem. I thought you might enjoy some of the stuff we use to bake back in the day,” He says resting a hand on my shoulder, “though you should also thank Mazelinka. She helped out quite a lot”. Asra raises his wooden stein at her with a cheerful grin.

By the third round of drinks, a band had started playing a jaunty tune. Musicians wielded guitars and vielles, taking song requests from the patrons filling the tables of the bar.

Julian downs his drink and stands up, offering his hand to me. “How about it, my dear?”

I smile and take his hand, “you’re on."

Julian pulls me up on the long table, fortunately now filled with only empty plates. As the band strikes up a familiar song, Julian and I begin to dance, our friends cheering us on as we haphazardly make our way down our make-shift dance floor.

By the fourth round of drinks, only Julian, Portia and Mazelinka are still drinking. Knowing my limits, I couldn’t take another drop of alcohol. Asra seemed to have the same idea, having abandoned his pint for another slice of cake. Next to him, Muriel chats quietly with Nadia about something I couldn’t hear over the sound of Julian and Portia bickering about who could take the most drinks. Against Mazelinka’s orders, the two siblings seemed to have placed bets on their alcohol tolerance.

"500 drakrs that I can drink more than you, Pasha!” clamours Julian.

a flushed Portia rolls her eyes “what the hell am I supposed to do with foreign currency, Ilyushka!"

By the fifth round of drinks, I had lost all sense of reality. The Raven was now full with the regular patrons who only come at ungodly hours of the night to drink. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Muriel clearly uncomfortable with the energy of the room, though he didn’t seem to be doing much about it. Laying fast asleep on his shoulder was Asra, clearly having drunk and eaten more than he could handle. Nadia, on the other hand, looked composed as always, though there was an evident flush of red spread across her cheeks. Next to her sat Portia ranting about the various things she loves about her cat Pepi as Nadia attentively listens on. Mazelinka was nowhere to be seen, though was probably chatting up with some old pirate friends of hers.

All the meanwhile Julian shamelessly flirted with me. "You come here often?” he asked with half-lidded eyes.

I suppress a laugh, “yeah, my boyfriend brings me here all the time”

“oh, you have a boyfriend?” he said, almost with a tinge of disappointment

“Yeah, he came with me tonight to celebrate my birthday,” I tell him, playing along with whatever drunken state he was in.

“It’s your birthday?! We should celebrate! Hey Barth! BARTH! Bring another round of drinks for my new friend here, it’s their birthday today!” he turns to me and winks, “hope your boyfriend doesn’t mind”

I chuckle and shake my head. God, I’m in love with an idiot, I think to myself.

By the end of the night (or better said, the early morning of the following day), our friends had all left to their respective homes. A half-asleep Asra and a quiet Muriel offered to escort me and a drunken Julian back to my shop.

“No, it’s ok,” I say, “I’ll handle him. Thank you for coming, though. I really appreciate it”

Muriel gives me what I think is a small smile and mumbles “sure” as Asra pulls me in for a hug. “See you guys later!”

With some effort, I drag Julian down the path back home. His longs limbs struggling to keep himself upright. “Happy birthday, sorry you have to drag me home” he slurs.

I give him a small laugh, “If I’m being honest, this is the most fun I’ve hand in a while. Thank you, love.” I reach up and press a kiss on his cheek.

“You missed,” he mumbles.

My laugh is now louder, “we can kiss properly once we get home”

“OH!” somehow, Julian manages to stand upright for a second, “I completely forgot to give you your present!” With the shop in sight, he runs the remaining few steps and pushes the door open.

When I manage to reach the shop, he’s nowhere in sight. “Julian?” I call for him.

“Up here!” I hear his voice coming from our bedroom.

I make my way up the stairs, then stop suddenly when I reach the door frame, putting a hand over my stomach and doubling over in laughter.

Once I manage to compose myself, Julian gives me a saucy look, “what do you think?”

“I thought it was the birthday person who gets to wear the birthday suit,” I tease, pulling him over to the bed as I kick away my clothes. “though the bow is a nice touch.”

#did i finish writing this at 3:45 am? yes i did #did i make this longer than it need it to be? also yes #was i going to make this more 18+ rated but decided to keep the wordcount under 2k? unfortunately #my writing #ask #the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana julian #julian devorak #julian x apprentice #julian x mc #julian/mc #julian/apprentice #apprentice april #apprenticeapril

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theteapotofdoom · 5 years

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SHIT DUDE TOMURA IS OFFICIALLY AN ARIES. BOY I DIE. anyways i am Also an aries and i love my boy and i want to see him prosper so. a bitch is happy. anyways if horikoshi Ever feels like revealing dabis birthday, he better not be a libra (he doesnt Seem like a libra but if he is we are gonna have some issues)

MY DUDE I’m gonna be real with you I know absolutely jack shit about astrology and don’t really believe in it so I’m not good at these kinds of meta for the characters.

BUT like the (1) thing I know about Aries is from Jenna Marbles because I love her to death, and so I know that her boyfriend Julian is an Aries and has big chaotic dumbass energy 👌🏻 so I massively accept this. I always said that shigadabi had the same energy as Julian and Jenna. And so now I headcanon Dabi as Virgo just for that.

Astrology is so confusing to me, like I respect it but I don’t understand it???

#I ACCEPT THIS #my hero academia #shigaraki tomura #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #tomura shigaraki #shimura tenko

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theincompetentgenius · 5 years

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Hello 😄 Life generator is totally awesome idea! I already love it and would like to request one for Arcana world. I hope it won’t be too much of a problem, and thank you in advance ❤️

I’m a big science nerd, especially good in math, hungry for knowledge, with unsatiable curiosity. But at the same time, i radiate dumbass energy. Most of the time i’m silent, because i don’t really know what to say, since my mind is tv static. I enjoy creating, my hobbies are singing, drawing, painting, scupting, embroidery and other forms of crafting. But i really don’t have any creativeness on my own. And i lack in artistic skills, but i substitute it with persistence. I’m really patient and can go over one place hundreds times until i’m satisfied, and i’m never giving up on any wips, they just wait for their turn (..same about people, even if have no contact with them anymore i still consider them as friends, i don’t cut ties). Even if they pile up and there’s probably no way to finish it up in one lifetime. Damn, i wish i was immortal. There’s so many knowledge and skills to learn, and art to consume and create in the world. But i don’t really have any passion or hiperfixation, i’m just all over the place, a jade of all trades and master of none. Most of the time is spend resting, on internet, because i run out of energy far too quick, especially physical and social. The problems of being contained in a body that wants to rest at all costs xd Physically i’m really weak, even though i work out regularly, my super low endurance doesn’t improve. I’m so quickly drained and need to recharge that for long so it looks like i’m lazy. Basically i’m never bored, but i can get frustraded when i’m wasting time.

I’m pretty open and honest person and have no brakes, i overshare whenever i have occasion (as you can see xD). I’m not hiding my emotions, except showing that someone hurt me (because i’m too proud to do that if that was meancingly, or i don’t want them to feel bad if it wasn’t). I’m friendly, very empathetic, eager to help if approached. I can easily put myself into other people’s shoes and always try to understand where others come from, their reasoning. And i care about others’ well being. But i’m quite a hermit, i barely have any social needs, and never approach people first. I’m fine on my own. Since i can remember, i only lived inside my own world in my head. Being around people is nice too though, but i’m pretty socially clueless. I don’t really experience loneliness, unless i miss certain people. And that happens super rarely too, i don’t get that attached to even closest people. But it happens, i can get really attached.

I can get anxious and uncertain around people, because i don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, cross boundaries or face any sort of negative consequences. But i don’t care what people think of me n my actions, especially if i don’t know them. Social norms are only chains. There’s no reason to follow them. I prefer my order of doing things. Order is really important to me, i need it for my things, my actions, my plans. My free time is dictated by algorithms i make, that get more and more complicated with each update. Most of the time i’m in neutral state, pretty apathetic. Emotions can be easily triggered, but die as fast and i go back to the state of nirvana. I rarely get stressed and don’t care too much about issues, life always works out in one way or another. That’s why i’m chill, patient and calm.

I love cute and pretty things, sweets, plushies, hugs, cats. When it comes to nature, sure i like it and it is interesting, but i don’t really like being close to it because of bugs. They’re yucky >.> I’m hesistant about a lot of stuff and super cautious about things that could cause physical harm, which i guess makes me a coward. And i don’t enjoy travelling. I mean it is okay, but doesn’t spark any emotion, besides maybe knowledge seeking. Instead, i’m big fan of magic and powers. Not that boring stuff like astrology, but rather like you k'now, superheroes or wizards things. Wish that kind of stuff existed irl, and wish i had it all, just like with irl skills xd Also i’m really, really picky eater.

Thank you for your interest in the world of The Arcana. You will be reborn into your new life shortly. The simulation will begin in 3…….. 2……. 1……..

B A C K G R O U N D

Your mother had left you in front of the doorsteps of a poor orphanage when you were only months old. She felt that she was unfit to take care of you because she was not financially stable, but she could only hope for the best for you. Fortunately, you were left at the hands of caring and understanding individuals who supported you through your childhood. However, your scattered interests in the arts, sciences, and magic had left many people confused. They couldn’t wrap their heads around the concept that a young girl could explore such complex concepts, but that never mattered to you. Your interests were in your newfound magic. While you wouldn’t practice magic in public, you would use it when necessary or convenient. Yet these few moments caused panic within your town. You were becoming too smart, too powerful, and too curious. The townsmen felt threatened by your mere presence, so they banished you from the city under the pretense that you were a “threat to their well-being.” Yet you never saw the bursting potential buried within you.

F R I E N D S

Julian

Now that you had been kicked out of your hometown, you had absolutely no idea where to go. There weren’t too many cities near your own and you weren’t sure if you had enough supplies to last you through your entire trip. Although you were sure that you could find a small village nearby, you still felt the need to check over your supplies to prevent excessive spending. The fact that you had to travel through the heat didn’t make things any better.

You aimlessly wandered through the leafy forests, hoping that the direction of winds, clouds, and the sun would give you some indication as to where you were. Unfortunately, you had crossed the same dead lizard five times. You were moving in circles. A sigh escaped your lips as you trudged through the forest. Your mind had gone blank and you couldn’t think of a plan to get yourself out of this mess. Your calm demeanor was wearing thin as all your plans had begun to fall apart. The thought of blasting yourself into the sky with air magic had crossed your mind, but you knew that you were incapable of landing safely.

In the midst of your thoughts, you bumped into a tall, brooding figure. You instinctively elongated the vines from the plants, preparing to attack whatever was in front of you.

“Don’t hurt me with those vine things! I’m just a traveler!” A man with cooper hair and an eyepatch yelled.

You did a quick lookover and dropped the vines from your grasp. The man let out a sigh of relief and scrambled to his feet. He looked back at you and collected his things. Although you did not want to speak to him, he probably knew the jungle better than you and was your possible ticket to getting out of this mess. You mustered the courage in your chest to call out to him.

“Wait! I’m sorry that I shot those vines at you. I thought you were a monster, but that’s beside the point. Do you know where we are?”

He looked around with a suspicious glance. “I have a general idea. Can’t you use your magic to get yourself out of here?”

“If only I could, then I wouldn’t be wandering around with a loaf of bread and a flask of water.”

The stranger let out a chuckle. “I suppose you’re right. How did you get stuck in this place?”

And so you told him your story and your woes as an exile. You looked away, expecting him to make a rude remark but he chuckled and shook his head.

“Maybe we’re not so different, Magician. I happen to be an informally-exiled doctor for murdering a Count.”

You raised your eyebrow. For a murderer, he was rather friendly. Before you could ask any more questions, he told you his story (or whatever he remembered from it). There seemed to be many holes, but you were fairly entertained by them.

“Is Vesuvia close by?” You asked.

“Yeah, just a little down south. I’m going there to get some answers about myself. Are you going to join me?”

Other friends: Nadia, Muriel

R O M A N C E

Asra

Once you arrived at Vesuvia with Julian, the two of you went separate ways. Not that any altercation had taken place, but Julian was more focused on uncovering his past while you needed a place to stay. So you went about, searching for possible adobes for shelter. They were either too expensive or in terrible quality. But you didn’t give up, there had to be something you could find.

As you passed through the unfamiliar streets, you looked for possible places to sleep for the night. The pillar looked too stiff, the grass was too moist, and sleeping next to a building would hurt your back. Things were looking rough for you.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a tap on your shoulder. You spun around to see a handsome young man with fluffy, white hair and a soft smile. “You look a little lost and I don’t think I’ve seen you around. Are you new here?”

You let out a sheepish grin. “Yeah, I’m just looking for a place to stay. Do you know any place that’s inexpensive but sanitary?”

The man placed his hand on his chin, presumably to think of an answer to your question. After a moment, he responded. “You can stay at my place for the night. It’s not big, but it has a cozy feel to it.”

You shook your head. “You’re too kind, but I can’t infringe on your privacy like that. After all, you must have better things to do than help a random vagabond.”

“Well I used to be a vagabond myself, so I know the pain of wandering around with no place to go.” A snake slithered from his sleeve and cocked its head. “See? Even Faust thinks you should stay over.”

“You’re too kind!” You were about to accept his offer, but a new thought crossed your mind. What if he was trying to lure you to his home for dangerous reasons? There was no way to verify that he wasn’t a kidnapper or someone with ill intentions.

The stranger noticed your sudden discomfort. “If you’re worried about ill intentions, that was probably the furthest thing from my mind. How about you I show you around Vesuvia instead? If you feel more relaxed, you can stay at my place. But I’m not pressuring you if you don’t want to.”

“That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”

“By the way, my name is Asra. Shall we get started on this tour?” The two of you wander through the colorful stalls of the city, examining the golden trinkets and wooden toys. There were racks of fruit neatly organized based on size and color with shelves of pastries next to them. Asra bought you a few desserts despite your protests. Although most products were overpriced, there was a rustic charm to them all.

By the end of the tour, you felt more comfortable around him. The two of you had spent the time exploring and talking about anything and everything. You even told him about your exile from your hometown. As he heard the story, he placed his hand on your shoulder.

“You know, I’m a magician too. If you ever need help with anything, just let me know.” He gave another one of his angelic smiles.

“Thanks. I think I’m mentally okay, but I do need to strengthen my magic.”

“I have an idea to fix that. Would you like to become my apprentice?”

F I N A L F A T E

Originally posted by autumncozy

You had taken Asra on his offer to become his apprentice and ended up staying at the shop for convenience purposes. It didn’t matter because most of your time was spent with Asra to improve your magic. Although you claimed to not have an affinity towards any type of magic, Asra would say that you were the best at everything you attempted. With each practice session, you grew better and more skilled in your magic. It was only a matter of time before the apprentice had become the master. Asra was amazed at your progress, but you weren’t so confident in your own abilities. There was always room for improvement in your eyes.

Word had spread that another talented magician had entered the Vesuvia, but that never bothered you. If they could accept Asra, there was no reason for them to mistreat you. Not everyone was as biased and prejudiced as the people of your hometown, yet you were cautious when performing your magic in public. When you did, you were surprised when receiving compliments and paid jobs from the public. And to make things better, Asra was always there to help.

Soon, the two of you felt that the shop’s business wasn’t doing too great and decided to close it down. After all, it gave you more living space so it wasn’t the worst feeling in the world. Instead, you came up with the idea to teach other aspiring magicians so they would not be stranded like you were. At first, Asra was unsure since he wanted to live alone together in a cottage further north from the city. But when you made the compromise to teach magic only during the summer in a remote location, he couldn’t refuse. He’d still have you all to himself during the spring, fall, and winter. Well, as long as Faust didn’t steal you away from him.

As time went by, you went on to train some of the most powerful magicians in the following generation. Some had gone to save other countries from treacherous monstrous while others had become the monsters themselves. There was regret harbored in your heart for you could not have the one who turned towards the dark path, but some people could not be saved. Nevertheless, you will be remembered as one of the pioneers of magic; it’s influence spread across the globe

T H E E N D

#I'm so sorry about the uglyass emojis #idk how tf they got there #plz dont kill me #life simulation #submission #the arcana #asra #julian

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lonestarpost · 3 years

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Episode Review - Hold The Line

by @lonestarbabe

In the third episode of season 2, the 126 meets firefighters from the original 9-1-1. Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Evan “Buck” Buckley, and Eddie Diaz are the fated firefighters who get to go to Texas to help with a wildfire that is blazing in San Angelo and getting alarming close to the town. Throughout the episode, the characters share quips and horror stories about calls they’ve been through, and there’s not much time to get to know each other, but they pair up some of the characters from each show to create small group. Trouble magnets, T.K. and Buck spend much of the episode with one another (along with superhero-loving Mateo) while Eddie and Marjan AKA “Firefox” share flirtatious, if a bit awkward, moments as they ride together on a team with Paul and Judd to save a group of troubled kids at a wilderness camp. To help save the final missing camper, Owen and Hen go on a rogue mission in a helicopter, and of course, the helicopter crashes, putting Owen and Hen in a precarious situation. It’s not hard to guess that the episode is highly intense, and viewers can’t even look away for a minute or they could miss something crazy happening.

The lighthearted introductions and dynamics between the characters give the story a lighter tone that becomes darker as news gets out that the helicopter has gone on. T.K. is desperate to do anything to save his dad, and he’s not willing to listen when he’s told it isn’t safe to send anyone to the zone. The 126 and 118 join in wanting to save their family, no one more than T.K. and Buck, who decide that stealing a firetruck (the 126’s firetruck not the 118’s because Buck knows his surrogate dad, Bobby wouldn’t approve of him stealing their firetruck— again). Fortunately, before “dumbass, dumbasser” can get into any more trouble, Judd and the other remaining members of the 126 and the 118 join in to be part of the rescue operation.

Meanwhile, Owen fights his demons as he deals with a concussion and images of a zombified Tim Rosewater (who just died in the episode before), who taunts Owen, showing viewers that Owen’s survivors’ guilt is very real even though the normally confident Owen usually doesn’t show it outwardly. Owen hasn’t dealt with all the issues that have caused him trouble in his relationships and with his mental health in the past. Hen is understandably worried when Owen starts yelling at Tim. Tim is a gruesome figure, and he could easily be created into a horror movie character. He represents darkness, but his dark quips and taunts are fun.

Despite the heavy screen time that Owen has gotten, these moments tell the viewers more about his mental state than any of the past episodes did, and it makes it blatantly clear how much trauma Owen still has. Owen doesn’t care much about his life, and he seems to think he’s living on borrowed time and that while he is “invincible,” everyone around him faces destruction. You just want to snap him out of it and tell him to get some therapy because the feelings he has aren’t new or going away. Hen shares some of her own guilt about killing a sixteen-year-old with an ambulance. Hen astutely says, “You’re not the only one locked in here with a ghost,” and you can feel her pain and the depletion of her energy.

After Hen and Owen’s heart to heart, their teams find them and can get them in the mine shaft. As Owen and Hen start to recover, Hen once again shares some wisdom and gently urges him to try to move on from the past that seems to weigh on him so heavily, and this moment makes you hope that Owen listens and tries to get the help he needs because if he doesn’t make changes, he will jeopardize many of the relationships that are most important to him.

The pacing of the episode is fast, maybe too fast. With all the character introductions and dynamics that had to be introduced for the crossover, one episode simply wasn’t enough time to accomplish everything they set out to do in the episode. The moments feel rushed at times because they had so many characters to include. The episode never dragged, but it was hard to process and keep up with some of the moments.

There are notable absences from Carlos and Grace, who unfortunately don’t make any appearances in the episode. Meanwhile, the new character in Austin, Tommy Vega, makes a few brief appearances, but for the most part, she doesn’t have much of a role in the episode, but she does have a nice friendship moment with Owen. It makes sense that characters had to be excluded due to how much the show tried to squeeze into less than an hour of screen time. Nevertheless, it is disappointing not to see some of the most endearing characters of the show.

“Hold the Line” was not a bad episode, but it was ambitious, and it didn’t always succeed in accomplishing all it set out to accomplish. Some moments were rushed, and they struggled to introduce and form connections between the characters of other teams. The bond was there, but it would have been more established had they dedicated both the 9-1-1: Lone Star and the 9-1-1 time blocks. There were plenty of good inside-jokes for viewers of both shows to feast on, such as the mention of Mateo’s trouble-making cousin Marvin from 9-1-1, both characters played by Julian Works. In several cases, more insight was given into characters with information that can be used more down the road, such as Marjan’s identity of Firefox or Judd having gone to a wilderness camp for at-risk kids. The episode also leaves room for more shared episodes in the future, and with some connections already established, it becomes easier to connect the worlds of the shows. Overall, the episode was entertaining but not groundbreaking, which is sometimes what you need with a show that makes you feel like you’re on an emotional roller coaster.

#text #911 Lone Star #Issue 2 #February 6 2021 #Lone Star Post #episode review #author: lonestarbabe #contributor: lonestarbabe

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certifiablyidiotic · 5 years

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Acting like a dominant girl on Omegle gets you nowhere.

I'm a cismale and I thought 'Why not act like a woman tonight?' I chose to act like a dominant lesbian and this is the results

!!!EXPLICIT CONTENT WARNING!!!

Stranger: M or f

You: I'm a fucking human. It doesn't matter.

Stranger: Bitch STFU😒

You: I just want a casual chat.

You: Is that too much?

Stranger: No come get sum

Stranger: I'm NOT gay

Stranger: So if this a guy

Stranger: Leave me alone

You: Homophobic, I see.

Stranger: No I'm not

Stranger: That's what I am not

You: You said 'Leave me alone' as if you were afraid of a little homosexuality.

Stranger: I am I don't put myself around that energy

You: So...

Homophobic.

Stranger: Is this a girl if you a girl idc if you say allat but

You: Yeah it is, but what if I'm a lesbian?

Stranger: If you a guy you kinda wierd man

Stranger: That's coo

You: Why would it automatically be weird for a guy to say this, if I may?

Stranger: Wym?

Stranger: Guys shouldn't be talking bout anything gay

You: But girls can?

Stranger: I'm not gay so I don't associate with gay stuff

Stranger: Yes your a girl🤩😂call me whateverrr

You: So you don't support LGBT+ and you shun gay dudes.

That's called Homophobic.

Stranger: But anywayssss😂

Stranger: I'm not homophobic

Stranger: Stop calling me gay girl😭

You: You sure act like it.

You: I'm not calling you gay.

Homophobic is afraid of gays.

Stranger: Ohhhhh

You: Or a hatred for them

Stranger: I don't hate it's just idc to hear bout it

You: And if you do?

Stranger: Wym?

You: You don't care to hear about it.

What happens if you do?

Stranger: Well then I'm tb gay stuff Wich I don't like tbh😐

Stranger: But when a girl tb it it's okay

You: 'tb'?

Stranger: Talking about

Stranger: Wyd tho?

You: Your fragile masculinity is laughable.

You: Would you believe me if I said I'm sucking a dick?

Stranger: Naw

Stranger: Are you

You: No.

Stranger: Why would you ask me then funny af🤣🤣

Stranger: I'm eating sum pussy rn so...

Stranger: 🤣

You: To see if you were as much of a creep as you come-

Yeah... I think I proved my point.

Stranger: I was just kidding calm tf down

Stranger: 😐😐

You: Fragile

Masculinity.

Stranger: Fradgile masculinity?

Stranger: Bitch enough big words we aint in school rn

You: School is for people who want to do something big in life.

All you wanna do is shun me for being smarter than you and shun guys for being gay.

Stranger: No idc if they gay so stop you dumb hoe

You: Then interact with men in the LGBT+ community... 'you dumb hoe'

Stranger: Prolly was sucking dick😂🙄

Stranger: Me nooo

Stranger: Your not getting me to do that who you think you is shorty😭🤣🤣

You: What does dick sucking have to do with you talking to a gay dude?

Stranger: I'm not talking to no gayyy dudeee

You: I have a bigger dick than you.

Stranger: Nada

You: Fragile fucking Masculinity

Stranger: Bitch I will fuck the back off you

You: I hope the fuck you do

Stranger: Arch that back hoe

You: You're either

A.) A perv

or B.) Rocking on fragile masculinity.

You have to choose one.

Stranger: You would be beggin for yo life if I eat that pussy how I wanted😛😈

Stranger: I'm not a perv or I'm not gay so...

Stranger: What color hair you got?

You: Fragile Masculinity means your so self conscious about someone being more 'manly' than you so you act tough around ladies to raise your personality points. And lemme tell ya, it aint workin.

It has nothing to do with being gay.

You: Why does that matter?

I'm never having your babies.

Stranger: Wtf that ain't me I was js I am not gay and keep the gay talk away from me but baby ion know where you got allat at butttt...

Stranger: Bitch I don't want you to have my babies

You: Gay talk-

Were you not fucking listening?

Being a man of fragile masculinity means you have self esteem issues about your manliness.

You: Then why ask?

Stranger: Ik what I am and you ain't about to clown me and tell me who I am you clowning fr baby🤣🤣😭

You: If I am a clown, what will you do?

Stranger: I don't

You: You do.

You: You really do.

Stranger: No I don't ouuu I would fuck the life out youuu

You: You do. Saying shit like "I would fuck the life out of you" proves it.

Stranger: But what you wanna tb

You: I wanna talk about your low self-esteem.

Stranger: Bet it up shorty

You: Or is it that your self-esteem is so high that you're afraid of lil' ol' me?

Stranger: And you must have problems about how you feel about yourself to be judging meee.😁

You: I'm living my best life.

Stranger: Who afraid of you bitch becuas I definitely am tf not

Stranger: Yea

You: Calling someone names in an argument really lowers your personality points.

Stranger: IDGAF 🤣

You: Yeah you do.

Stranger: Personality points🙄

Stranger: Yo ass is evil I like that😏😏

You: Then again, you were already at zero points, so now you're at negative-go-fuck-yourself points.

You: I take pleasure in reading that you like the evil in me.

Stranger: I get off on that😋😏

You: I bet you masturbate to CBT porn

Stranger: Evil is attractive

Stranger: To me

You: Good thing I'm not gonna ever see you in my life.

Stranger: And you got it written all over youuuu🥺😌

Stranger: See evil asl I luvvvv it

Stranger: Keep thinking positive baby

You: Good thing I don't 'luvvvv' you.

Stranger: Oh no that is luv not love

Stranger: Different meanings😘

You: Ah, luv is a pervert's version of love.

Stranger: Prostitute ass bitch stop hateing yo ass is insecure

Stranger: Fr🤣

Stranger: Just talk to me girlll😒

You: If I was a prostitute, I wouldn't be on here.

Secondly, you're insecure for thinking that I'm hating on you.

Stranger: Ik you are hahaha

You: I'm laughing so hard...

Stranger: I'm not thinking ik you are

Stranger: Go head laugh it up

You: You really think I'm laughing at your jokes?

I'm laughing at your insecurites.

You: insecurities*

Stranger: Bitch you pissing me off😒

Stranger: No I am not .

You: Good.

If you want me to stop, then talk to a fucking homosexual, you homophobe.

Stranger: Just talk normal

Stranger: Daum

You: This is my normal talk.

Stranger: Why you gotta constantly be tb sum gay or judging realshit girl if that was regular talk you gotta find better things to tb

Stranger: Wyd rn??

You: Talking to a dumbass.

Stranger: Here you go again bitch😍😂I do kinda luv that lil additude

You: I talk about great things, I just get ticked off when guys think they can treat girls like toys for their sex.

You: You think you can belittle me?

Stranger: Lmao and who is doing that??

You: You're really out here... on some fucking crack or something,

Stranger: Who is belittle you I was gon treat you good like fr b4 you started calling me names and judging you little bitch so don't think shit sweet

Stranger: Wasn't even belittle you but I'ma do it now because you brought it up so...

You: I don't care if you hate me. You're a stranger on the internet who is getting mad for some girl on Omegle.com talking shit.

Stranger: I'm not mad

Stranger: Lmaooo

Stranger: You think you getting to me naww

Stranger: Don't trip

You: I wish that were true.

You're struggling with your fragile masculinity, so you hide behind this persona of bravery and cockiness.

Stranger: Your funny tho fr

You: Learn to spell, numbnuts

Stranger: You were struggling with your masculinity who TF says that shit

You: Me.

Stranger: Your the first person I ever heard say that

You: Because no one else is like me.

Stranger: But shorty I wasn't tryna belittle you I wasn't tryna fuck nun of day I was just tryna make sum friends lmao

You: Well this 'shorty' will not be your friend simply because you have a small penis and you're afraid of me.

Stranger: I'm not afraid of you and my dick ain't small!

You: Prove it.

Stranger: How girl

You: Act like a big dick dude and prove you're not afraid.

Stranger: Girl Ik I'm not scared of youu

Stranger: .🤣

Stranger: I thought you ain't want no dick?

You: Prove you're not scared of me.

Also, I said I didn't want YOUR dick.

Stranger: Come grab this mfka then

You: What is there to grab?

Stranger: Slobber it all down😍

Stranger: Ykyk

You: I can't touch something non-existent.

Stranger: Yeah let's go ahead and play this game🤣

Stranger: Girl yk I got dickk

You: Act like it then.

Stranger: Don't even try to act like you dont.

You: Don't have a dick or don't want your micro-penis?

Stranger: I got dick promise ya girl😘

You: Well, stop calling me 'girl', firstly and then I'll consider believing you.

Stranger: What's your name here I'll treat you better

You: It's fucking Bob. I'm not telling you my name.

Stranger: Wow

Stranger: Girl

Stranger: Evil🥰🥰I luvvv it

You: No. Just staying private.

Stranger: It's okay I'm julian

You: You're very trusting.

Stranger: Thx

You: That's not good.

Stranger: You think I'm trustworthy that what you saying

Stranger: You bi polar huh

You: No. I'm saying you trust people too easily.

Also, no. I'm just blunt.

Stranger: I like it fr tho I think you is bi polar you be getting mad at me for no reasonnn

Stranger: Who said I trust?

You: I'm laughing. I'm not mad.

Stranger: I trust no one🤫

Stranger: Me too

You: What part of Arizona do you live in?

So I can maim you/

You: .*

Stranger: You in phx

You: Why would I tell you that?

Stranger: No I just don't give 2 fucxks what you gon do kill me?😂🙃

Stranger: Aint nobody onnat

You: If that's what it takes to get you to leave this conversation, then yes.

Stranger: If I meet up wit these bitches nun of them gon have me worried nun of them are gon press me

Stranger: .

Stranger: What's your issue nowww😭😭😭🤣

Stranger: You be having me rolling istg🤣

You: Just give up. You aren't going to win this battle. You're an issue and I'm losing brain cells listening to your grammar and incessant rambling.

Stranger: Bitch come suck my dick

Stranger: Idc

You: No, I don't think I will.

Stranger: Thought you wanted dick?

You: Not yours.

Stranger: All you bitched want my dick🤫

You: Your dick is small. I asked you to prove that you even had a penis by acting like it. Are you fucking brainless?

Stranger: I got drug dealer swag baby I can give to fucs what you think bout me

Stranger: 😘

You: Ah, so you give me a reason to get you incarcerated?

Stranger: Bitch we anonymous

You: True, but I have my ways.

Stranger: You don't wanna take it their fr

You: I should probably head out before I become braindead. It wasn't nice talking to you.

Stranger: Like realshit

You: 'Kay, bye~

Stranger: Why you leaving

You: Because you're dumb. Why else?

Stranger: Okay I guess

Stranger: Could've had sum dick girl but...

Stranger: You ain't want nu

You: I'm a lesbian.

You have disconnected

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