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crystallinecrimsonmoth · 4 years

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idk if ur still looking for a prompt but winterspider + “this is a five-hour-long plane ride, we’re sitting together and you’re deathly afraid of flying” AU would be real cute

Hello! Thank you so much for the prompt - I’ve been so bored and needed something to write other than my ongoing stories. I hope this is okay ^^

To everyone who sees this fic, anonymous or not, feel free to send more prompts ‘cause I am bored as shit right now and need inspiration.

p.s. Tony Stark is alive in this because I love him too much and refuse to write a fic in which his death was permanent :3

Peter had headed to the airport that day with no small amount of fear. He’d never been on a plane before, and despite having flown through the sky at faster speeds on his webs, the idea of being trapped in a pressurised metal container thirty-thousand feet up with no way out was not appealing at all.

The plan had been to travel Asia solo for a bit of life experience, so he didn’t take the offer of going on Mr Stark’s private jet, no. He decided to go on a public plane, on his lonesome, over the Pacific Ocean.

He’d travelled on his own before, sure, on ferries and in cars, buses - all on the surface of the planet. But flying was a whole new game, and he barely kept it together long enough to get through the doors of Newark Airport, only managing a slight smile to the lady behind the check-in desk.

‘Can I have your boarding pass and passport, please, sir?’ The lady with a kind face smiled at him, putting Peter somewhat at ease as he handed over the documents from his pocket.

His foot tapped on the tiled floor of the airport while she checked over his paperwork, worried that someone would question his age and why he didn’t have an adult with him. At seventeen, he didn’t need one, but May had warned him that they might still ask just to make sure he was okay alone.

He didn’t like the idea of being questioned but smiled anyway when the check-in lady, Olivia, asked him that very question.

‘I see you’re travelling alone today. We have escorts on call for young people like yourself if you’d like me to call one?’ She smiled, offering him his boarding pass and passport back as Peter lifted his suitcase up onto the conveyor belt.

‘No, I’m fine. Travelling on my own is sort of the point today.’ He insisted, glad when she didn’t ask any more questions and let him move on with his satchel over his shoulder.

Getting through security was leisurely since all he had on him was Tony’s glasses and the bag, which both scooted through the x-ray machine quite easily. Peter moved onto the lounge once he’d checked the boards for his flight number, glad when he found a Starbucks and rushed in there for something sugary to calm his nerves.

Two caramel frappes later and the teen was hyped up on sugar, bouncing around like he was five years old again as he waited another hour for his flight number to be called.

By then, the sugar had disappeared.

His knee was vibrating as he stood in the line of passengers waiting to have their boarding passes checked. The only thing calming his nerves at that stage was the music he had playing in his ears via E.D.I.T.H., the familiar tune of Mr Stark’s AC/DC playlist lulling him into a sense of security without the man there.

He knew Tony would be keeping an eye on him throughout the trip, he’d told him so the day before, so he wouldn’t have anything to worry about if something went wrong. And he had to admit, having the older man watch his back constantly like that was more comforting than invasive after the Battle of Earth.

‘Your boarding pass, sir?’

‘Yeah, here you go.’ Peter grinned when he got to the man at the gate, handing over the document as the volume on his music turned down automatically.

It only took a moment for him to be let into the jetway, but as he approached the aeroplane door and the bright-faced attendant standing beside it, all his anxiety came back. With shaky legs, Peter moved onto the plane, finding his seat and tucking his bag underneath it before looking out of the window, one hand gripping the arm of the chair tightly to prevent it from shaking.

He sat like that for about five minutes before louder than average voices started from the front of the plane, distracting him from his anxious thoughts about the fact that he’d be so high in the air and so fucked if the plane crashed with no way out.

‘For the love of God, Sam, stop talking!’

‘I’m just saying, man, if we’d gotten here earlier we could have had a better dinner!’

‘You were in the air force, you should be used to shit food!’

‘Well, I’d like to enjoy life now, I don’t have to eat crap anymore!’

Peter’s head lifted at the sound of the familiar voices and he winced at the sight of Falcon and the Winter Soldier. He still hadn’t spoken to either of them since Berlin, nor had he made eye contact with them during the Battle of Earth, so he wasn’t entirely sure if they liked him or not. He assumed the latter, considering what he’d done to them at the airport, but Mr Stark had promised him the pair didn’t hate him as much as he thought they did.

He tried to hide his face, regardless of Iron Man’s reassurance, hoping he could avoid being seen. If they even focused on him long enough in the fight with Thanos to know what he looked like. He hid under his fringe of brown curls, longer now since he’d been too busy to get a haircut, and held his breath.

The two older men sat down in the seats beside him, just his luck, but neither seemed to acknowledge Peter as they settled in and clipped their seatbelts on.

‘I swear to God, if you drink too much on this flight and force me to get out of my seat to let your fat ass past, I will kill you.’

‘My ass is not fat, it’s thicc.’

‘I’m going to kill Shuri too for teaching you that language.’

‘Whatever, bird-brains.’

Peter had to suppress a laugh at the friendly argument between the two, tapping the side of his glasses to activate his music again and relaxing into the seat, failing to notice his fringe fall to the side and reveal his youthful face to the soldiers sitting next to him.

For a few minutes, Peter’s peace went undisturbed other than the sound of the flight attendant going through safety procedures, but then the plane lurched into action, and his hands gripped the armrests with white knuckles.

‘Afraid of flying, doll?’

His eyes widened at the sound of Barnes’ voice, a somewhat pale hand coming up to rest on his clothed arm as it shook in place. Peter nodded, trying to stay calm, so they didn’t realise it was him, but then Sam spoke up.

‘Spider-Man?’

Hesitantly, Peter lifted his head, meeting the steel blue of Bucky’s eyes and gulping.

‘Hey, guys.’

‘Hey.’ Peter’s heart skipped a beat when Bucky actually smiled at him, like the airport never happened, and he saw Sam gesture to his hair at the corner of his eye.

‘You let your hair grow out since the battle. Suits you.’ He smiled too, and the teen was getting whiplash from how different their personalities were outside of fighting.

He nodded just a little, dumbfounded by how nice they were being, and feeling frozen in place by Bucky’s eyes.

MESSAGE ALERT

Mr Stark: Your heart rate just increased, what’s wrong?

Peter’s eyes widened more if possible and he flickered his eyes across the screen at different letters to reply.

Pete: Nothing’s wrong, Mr Stark, I’m fine!

Bucky’s face morphed into a brief frown as he watched Peter, clearly confused by the rapid movement of his eyes, but he leaned back into his seat soon after, facing forward with a sigh and letting Peter sink back into his chair.

The younger man was mortified, and he was pretty sure he was bright red in the face, and only then did he realise that they were already in the air and the window just showed giant white clouds now.

Fuck, he’d never been this high before. He couldn’t even see land anymore as he searched the outside with wide eyes, his hands shaking where they still gripped the armrest.

Nine hours into the flight, Peter woke with a startle. Somehow, he’d managed to fall asleep. He wasn’t entirely sure it was natural, having the faint memory of Bucky emptying something into his drink, but he went along with it nonetheless, feeling much better when he woke up.

Glancing to the side that didn’t have a window, the teen found both Sam and Bucky fast asleep too, Bucky’s face turned towards him. His nostrils fluttered with every breath he took in his unconscious state, eyes flickering underneath the lids, and pale lips pressed together loosely in a tired expression.

Peter gazed at him without shame now that he was asleep, fascinated by the man and every part of his history. He looked better without the beard, and while he had been gorgeous with long hair in the past, the short hair from his time in the war was a marvellous improvement.

The younger man hadn’t realised he had a crush on the soldier until a few nights after the airport fight, when his mind formulated a wet dream about that metal hand wrapped around his throat, forcing him to confront both his sexuality and the reality of how bad he had it for his superhero counterpart.

The lack of interaction in the Battle of Earth did nothing to stop his libido, the sight of Bucky’s new and improved arm doing bad, awkward things to his insides. He had to focus on more important things back then, but now the man was in front of him, breathing the scent of coffee onto his face and making him daydream about how it would feel to kiss him. So he did, pressing his lips to the soldier’s gently and enjoying the slight burn of new stubble on his top lip as he moved his mouth on his.

Then the plane lurched, and the flight attendant called out that they were experiencing some turbulence, nothing to be concerned about, but Peter was already hiding his face in Bucky’s chest, shaking and terrified of the violent movement.

His mind ran through a thousand different scenarios of how the plane could malfunction and send them all plummeting to their deaths. Only when five minutes had passed and he realised they weren’t falling out of the sky, did the teen realise that Bucky’s flesh hand was rubbing up and down his back.

He jumped so far back in his seat that the back of his head hit the window, and he stared at Bucky with wide eyes. The man stared back at him with wide eyes too, before his hand was reaching out towards him.

‘Is your head okay? Sounded like you hit it.’ He smiled, kindly, and Peter cringed from the memory of kissing those smiling lips while the Winter Soldier had been unconscious.

He crept forward to sit up straight on the chair, hesitant when Bucky tucked the curls that had fallen in front of his eyes behind his ear.

‘What? I don’t get another kiss?’ The older grinned and Peter felt his face burn with the confidence in his voice, the realisation that Barnes had both felt the kiss and asked for another one only making his blush worse.

He tried to play it cool, though, coughing and rubbing his eyes with a yawn.

‘I didn’t kiss you, Sergeant Barnes.’

‘Yes, you did, Peter Parker. Right here, with those soft lips of yours.’ Peter resisted the instinct to bite the thumb that traced his lips, letting Bucky touch him even though he was shaking under that touch.

‘I d-didn’t.’ He insisted, trying to fight back again, but then the plane went into another bout of turbulence, and the instinct to bite was replaced with the instinct to protect himself.

The teen buried his face in Bucky’s chest without thinking, his whole body trembling as the plane battered around, and he heard a faint chuckle from above.

‘’S okay, doll, I’ll protect you.’ Barnes pressed a soft kiss to the crown of his head, but Peter could only cower in response, still frightened of the rumbling cabin.

‘Only five hours to go.’ The soldier’s deep voice hummed in a soothing tone, and it wasn’t long before Peter’s terrified form slumped into a deep sleep from exhaustion, staying unconscious until they arrived in Tokyo.

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tokyoghoulaspecs · 4 years

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can u plz do a x reader drabble where kaneki comes out as ace and then his s/o says tht they're ace 2? thanl u sm for ur blog btw,,,,

“Kaneki, calm down.” Hide said, voice firm but gentle. “If (y/n) really loves you and cares about you, then I’m sure they won’t mind that you’re asexual.”

Kaneki heaved a sigh, running his hands through his hair. “I know. I know. I love them, and I know they love me, but I’m still scared to tell them. I’ve never come out to anyone other than you.”

“Is there anything you want me to do? Do you want me to be there with you two? Do you want to practice with me what you want to say?”

“No, I already know what I want to say. And I want it to just be us. But thank you.”

“Of course.” Hide smiled. “Good luck! I’m sure it’ll go fine.”

---

Once you met up with Kaneki, he strode toward you and took your hands in his.

“(Y/n), I need to tell you something.”

You could tell his hands were shaking slightly, but you said nothing about it. Instead, you rubbed his hands to comfort him.

“Alright. What is it?” You prompted gently, your concern and interest increasing with every passing second.

“We’ve been together for a little while now.” Kaneki began. “A-and I love you! I’m not— this isn’t a break up! I swear!”

You chuckled. “I know, it’s okay. Continue.”

Kaneki looked into your eyes, and then a moment later, he whispered, “I’m asexual.”

You held back a gasp. “You’re asexual?”

“Yes. Do you... know what that means?”

You grinned and nodded. “I’m asexual too!”

“What?!�� Kaneki cried, smiling and happily laughing away his nerves. “Wow!”

You hugged him, and he wrapped his arms around you and squeezed you back.

“That’s... That’s cool.” Kaneki whispered. “I’ve never met someone asexual like me before.”

“This is very cool.” You agreed. “I wanted to tell you I was ace too, but I guess you beat me to it.” You kissed him on the cheek. “I’m glad you don’t feel alone anymore.”

#tokyo ghoul #ken kaneki #kaneki ken #ace!kaneki #ace!reader #syn writes #fanfiction #self inserts #asexual #acespec

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kaiju-z · 5 years

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FINALLY back on track, after a month and a half of stuff getting in our way, but here we are with session 20!!!

Seon Adventures Episode 20: Going Solo...

With the passing of the night, comes the light of day.

The trio of Belli, Luctan and Mournimar awake alongside Morgan and the elf baby with notably Amelia, Archie, Burk and Rimefang missing. Luctan does elaborate where Amelia had gone, though it gets missed in the confusion when everyone wonders what happened with Burk.

Thinking quickly on her feet, Belli sends a message to Burk to check where he is. But all he answers with is that Rimefang’s fine, don’t know where Amelia is.”

As Luctan fixes the baby up for the day, packing him like a little baby burrito (a babitto, if you will), the remaining bunch go upstairs, while Belli gives a call to Amelia. Amelia, who had been having the most wonderful of sleeps she has had since a long while.

“No.”

Belli sends her a message again with a whistle.

“No. Just no.”

Luctan has to repeat himself on where Amelia actually is, much to the amusement of the adopted duo.

As they climb up the stairs, everything seems normal and as expected from the previous night, people coming and going, welcomed and- And the party for some reason get approached by a very confused human, wearing the robes of the temple of Keemis.

Brunette, with an undercut, in his 30′s, scars on his arms and face, the kind man delivers a letter to the bunch, asking if they’re the Cultbusters.

“Are you the Cultbusters?”

“Depends on who’s asking?”- Belli.

“3 of them!”- Mournimar.

After a brief sibling argument about just up and telling people their identities, the man elaborates that the letter is written by Burk. Or. Well, he helped Burk write that letter for the party.

Mournimar is the one to read it to everyone else. All lower case, a lot of the words are misspelled.

“ hi. this is from burk. i am leaving now. ive been thinking and i think i do not need to be here anymore. i found one of the guys i was looking for and it was really easy and no ofense but i was hoping for cold hard killers and u r not. but you were all realy nice to me, nicer than any one has before so i am going to miss all of u very much. rimefang is coming with me because hes too cool for u. also i think hes geting bigger cause he started sheding or some thing i dont know. i left some scales for u, and ur share of the gold. there is a lot of stuff i wana go do and i feel bad draging u guys with me so i gotta go do it my self. but i want u all to know im not just going to kill people for me. i am doing stuff for u. For amelia and luc i am going to come back and we are gona have the best fight ever and learn a lot. For beli i am going to steal the biggest shinyest kazoo i can find. For morni i will stop punching wolfs and also be nicer to weird animals i find in the forest. u were all very nice and good with peeple and not good at vilence, and thats a good thing. but i dont fit in. bye for a while

burk “

The trio are devastated. Belli is the most vocal, with Mournimar having to calm her down, while Luctan stands stoically, with the baby in his arm.

Burk left.

It’s heart breaking.

It’s heart breaking and the cleric tries to cast Calm Emotions on the lot of them to try and soothe their woes. Mournimar fails his save, Luctan doesn’t even try and Belli tanks that and starts shouting at him for imposing his magic on them, without their consent.

“Don’t you fucking dare try and tell me what to fucking feel.” - She is emotion personified.

When things calm down, Luctan apologizes and asks for the messenger’s name.

“ My name is Malak. I am a Devotee of Keemis. I’ve been living here in this temple for a few years.” He had heard of the Cultbusters’ reputation and found interest and want to join them on their questing, seeing as they’ve stirred some cults out of their comfort.

Thrown them out of their rhythm, if you will.

He is accepted, Belli referring to him as their “intern” for now and, with introductions made, and Malak gathering his equipment, the bunch of them take to the last tavern they had gone to for breakfast and meeting back up with Amelia.

Amelia waits for them there. Nel had spoken to her about how she managed to get her mother to agree on leaving town for a while with the help of a family friend. And she had made some sort of offer to Amelia.

The group are again together at the tavern and introduce Malak. Amelia and Malak shake hands as a distraught Belli pays the tavern keeper to go and work the kitchen for a while.

Amelia encourages her. “The fact he wrote us a letter means he cared about The Cultbusters.” She gently holds Belli’s arm, ‘cause Belli’s abandonment issues have kicked in hard.

There’s stress baking and then there’s stress cooking. And Belli does this handily. And she makes... so much food! 1st, second, third Breakfasts, if those were actual things, of course.

“It’ll be alright. He had to do what he had to do.”

As Belli comes and goes with increasingly more and more plates of food, we end up talking about the baby and his future. The little elven boy keeps tugging at Luctan’s hair, fussing at him and getting fussed at.

A few suggestions get made. From Malak’s suggestion to raise the child in the orphanage, to the talk with Nel the other day, involving handing him over to a rich family.

The decision is hard to make. Whether he likes it or not, Luctan’s attached himself to the little one, but he knows he can’t keep him with the party as dangers keep increasing on their journey. He had been having waking flashes back to every incident since the child was with them and how scared he was from the screams and roars and hurts and aches.

He couldn’t let the baby travel with them further. He knew what he was going to do, regardless of where the baby went, but still.

Amelia catches up with Malak on his Keemis Clergy work.

He’s been at this for 5-6 years or so. He heard about the party after the CB helped arrest the local cultists. He’s fascinated by souls and how they transition, based on their alignment. He’s searching for an answer to this question. Basically, he’s looking for research.

Amelia asks where he’s from.

“I’m from Lian. It is not a good place to raise a kid and I left home, got a lot of people from my home town killed. We wanted to leave, thought we’d make our own band of soldiers to fight in the war and I’m the only one left. And so I try to find some meaning in the senseless death and resurrection and ended up meeting some Keemis priests. Fell in with them and came up here.”

The gang try to cheer him up about his backstory woes and some end up sharing their own troubles. Mournimar does so. Luctan gives away the shocker that his family owned slaves and that triggered his sense of aiding those in need, freeing the captive ones and fleeing via teleport scroll. And lastly Belli tells the tragic story of her family.

Doting on the baby commences, while Mournimar gives Malak some pointers on the shenanigans he is up for with Belli, now that he is part of the group.

Following their hefty meal, Mournimar gets his new armor. Better fitted than his previous one. Since he found it in the barracks??? This one is more custom. Studded Leather, which raises his AC + 1

Going back on forth on where to go next, during this tragic shopping episode, Belli shares Burk’s treasures with the cleric, seeing as he had left them for the rest.

Before anything can be really bought, though, aside of the meals, we go for the payment on the Serial Kilelr job.

As the party draw closer to the dungeons, Mournimar suggests Belli let Luctan talk, which offends Belli, who gets encouragement from Luck and Malak that she’ll do great. Malak ingretiating himself by casting Guidance and Enhance Ability on the Half-Orc Bard, right before she approaches the receptionists, an older Half-Elf man and a yellow tiefling.

“Now is the time to prove them wrong.”

The conversation is quick and Belli shines during this process. We are thanked, the lot of us, for the work we did and are pointed to the office of the Captain in charge.

While walking, we get a few pointers on places to visit around town.

Generally South-West of the city is a good night’s time.” the HElf answers Amelia. Though, uh, he wouldn’t know personally. Definitely.

We walk down to the office, knock on the door before walking in.

We are welcomed in by the Halfling woman inside. She’s dressed well for her job. Not exactly the outfit one would expect for prison duty, but then again, they didn’t have a good idea on that, themselves. Blue eyes observe us warmly and kindly, through a wavy bob haircut, while she fiddles with the cuff of one of her sleeves. Her office is bare, maybe she’s new, maybe it’s how she likes it.

She kind of looks everyone up and down. “I’m guessing you’re the folks we’ve been expecting, huh?”

The party apologize as they didn’t have a proper schedule in mind and the thought is shared vice-versa as it just... Really was like that sometimes? Often times?! A lot. It happened a lot.

For finding the hide out of the slayer of cityfolk, for convincing his husband to give himself up and testify about his beloved, the ‘busters gain a monetary reward. As she pulls out a big chest on the table, Belli tries to convince her to unionise. To some possible success? She certainly seems curious about the suggestion itself.

Ames kinda looks her up and down and gives a smol little thumbs up

She’s a valuable worker, she’s worth more.

On behalf of the city of Crystalgate, thank you for all of your efforst in intervening with the issue. The culprits have been dealt with.” Much to the four original members’ surprise, the husband has been released, having promissedto turn over a new leaf.

Luctan would later ask the captain, who introduced herself to the five as River Blackbrace (Just River), where he could find the husband and, after ensuring her that he planned no ill will towards the man, she guesses he’d be back in town or at one of the temples.

The woman feels like rewarding us with more, since this isn’t her gold, yeah? Lots of paperwork time prevented. The five are given suggestions on places to go and spend our money. Between " Neladrie's Rarities” and “Snipper’s Hall’, the clothing store of Grinella, they have some good options on their way.

Grinella is the best at her work, as far as River’s concerned.

Before they go, we mention to River that we plan on participating in the Spring Festival’s tournament.

River mentions that it was originally created as a celebration of the heroes Septum Sabata. It’s a series of trials re-creating what they went through to save everyone. Malak has watched it a few times and things happening around the arena a few good times. He’s the local CG expert.

And if they really feel down, there’s also a place... a-a-

Café where they summon fae animals.

And should they need a good book, there’s a library in the north east. “The Lady Stormweaver National Library.” The conversation about books prompts Luctan to show off the “Handerstaad” he got from Sa Doma.

And River spills the tea that Kheyha is a local. And has spent some time in the dungeons for her alcoholism antics. (Never meet your heroes, kids.)

They are suggested to stay away from the Ebryosis followers. Best leave those kinky fellas to their own “dungeons”.

As they walk walk to the clothes and magical trinkets shops, Mournimar has a heart to heart with Belli, apologizing for his behavior. While Luctan checks the money with Malak. The sibs hug it out, while the money is counted and distributed amongst all of them, even as Malak protests some.

There’s a faint tingle of wind chimes as the five go to one of the most eclectic collections of goods of various kinds we’ve ever seen. Sort of an order to it, anyways. A rainbow pattern across the show. Vaguely arranged in no particular order. Pretty much everything’s in a different size and shape.

A high elven woman, Neladrie, sits in a tall stool behind a desk, very long hair. She glances vaguely at us and has a monocular on.

Good morning. Feel free to look around. Please be aware you’re being watched, so don’t get any funny ideas. And Welcome.” She points at her watchful little pseudodragon, watching from the rafters.

Belli uses mage hand to pat the dragon.

She knows she’s a good gorl.

The search commences as each member of the party search foritems with some help of the shopkeeper.

Malak gains supplies for his Divination magic, including dragon bones.

Mournimar tries and fails to find anything that could enhance his wisdom.

Amelia gets her hands on some lovely sea shells.

Luctan gets helped with finding a focus for his recently developed magical abilities. A small purple crystal.

All the while Belli takes her pick, between some wild musical instruments.

There is an holy banjo with all the gods’ symbols.

There’s a great axe with a wider handle. A didgerydeath, if you will.

And also, what appears to be a kazoo 2. One sort of kazoo entrance and branches out into different sights. It’s like if a kazoo had different pitches.

There’s also a set of bagpipes.

And last, but not least, an ukulele of sorts. Upon testing it, the ukulute sounds like a spannish guitar, almost.

Ostentatious is her brand and after testing all the instruments, she agrees to buy the ukulute.

With purchases made, the gang take the next step of their journey, going to the “Snipper’s Hall”, where they meet the one and only Grindelia Snipper. A Goblin Woman, standing atop a 7ft tall step ladder, measuring a tall model with her arm tattoo.

“OH! Welcome!”

"Snipper’s Hall” is a long building, like a miniature Viking lounge house, with elements of stone to keep it stable. There is a wide variety of different sort of premade outfits, models of different heights going from 4.5 to 8ft tall... And. There’s a jewelry section.

After a greeting, the party make their requests and orders in a friendly sort of manner. Mournimar buys a jacket and a stag brooch, Belli gets herself a new, lovely outfit, a dress of blue and pink, as well as a canine bracelet. Malak’s fine as he is and Amelia is left uncertain with what to purchase.

Upon Luctan’s request... A custom outfit which’ll take a few days to put together, the poor secret Tieflingman gets handled with amazing strength and tenacity by the spunky and overly friendly goblin woman, who measures him nice and well with her arm and finger, taking his numbers with keen eyes, even with his armor still on.

He can’t be sure why, but the very suggestion she’s sent people to get treatment over the roughhousing sends a chill down his spine. The elf baby just has a blast during the entire developement.

Business transaction made, the next stop is “Peppery Pete’s Pile of Potions.”

Belli is still angry with the old gnome, over his potions involving Orcish strength, given the negative stereotype about Orcish intelligence lowering the user’s titular stat.

A stern talking to is to be had, before any dealings get made there.

Along the way to the shop, Luctan asks Malak if he knows anything about the tournament, beyond what the party had heard and he shares his knowledge with the gang:

“The Tournament is divided into three trials The Trial of the Elemental Lords, the Trial of the Beast and the Trial of the Betrayed.

The Trial of the Elemental Lords involves the blending of the elements being worked into a challenge that teams must overcome together.

The Trial of the Beast involves fighting a mighty beast that establishes victors as a cut above the rest.

The Trial of the Betrayed is the grand finale, the remaining 2 groups battle it out. But there are clerics on standby. You cannot aim to kill, just to knock unconscious. Any deliberate murder would be acted upon as such in a court of lawAfter the tournament, a party is held for all groups within the Echosmith Hall and the champions are presented with their rewards.”

Luctan’s mind wanders. Things to be re-worked in his goals.

The lot of them soon reach the shop and, upon summoning Pete inside, welcomes are had. Arguing commences between the Half-Orc and the Gnome as Pete ultimately admits that he stopped producing the particualr offending potion, much to the losses in his product.

Ideas are being thrown around on potions Pete could work on in turn, before any business could be had, involving the party’s wants and needs.

Aside from getting a Greater Health Potion and a new Potion of Wizard’s Folly (after giving his first one to Danton back in Sa Doma), the party have... particular requests.

Belli takes note of the “ Basilisk Tears “ potion. For 200 gold, she most definitely buys that and makes plans. Fast plans on the use.

On Luctan’s end, with the deal being made for Peter sponsoring the adventurers for the tournament to come, Luctan gives in to the support of the full party, now that they are all in the shop, as opposed to only half there. With the price for his sword’s modification being brought down to 1,000 gold and the helping hand of Mournimar, Amelia and Malak, who didn’t even want the share of money given to him, Luctan accets.

And hands his greatsword over to the gnome for the specific enchantments he requested.

Belli has that moment of realization, you know? The one, where you just know that you have to move, while the moving is available and contacts Ficus about the Potion of Basilisk Tears, a concoction that might JUST bring her family back to their old selves!

With the party’s blessings, she runs off towards the Crusty Challice, where Ficus will wait for her.

But she doesn’t go alone as Mournimar tails her, just to make sure she doesn’t get messed with, before getting to her older brother. All the while the rest of the group are welcomed to the back of the shop by Pete for training.

As the work out commences, Mournimar follows. And as he follows, he keeps an eye out for anyone shady that might be watching Belli on her way out of the walls of the city.

He doesn’t see anyone. But gets the feeling that he is watched. He investigates that feeling. He notices that someone in the crowd is watching him. Seems to be, looks like a bald older man, stocky built, little bit tall and for a second the tiefling swears there's the faint glimmer of horns in his shadow, but then they disappear. As does he as Mournimar tries to find him in the crowd. To no avail.

Regardless, he continues on the path to the tavern.

There’s a bit of a smog in the tavern as people’ve lit cigarettes and pipes. Belli and Ficus have a good long talk as she shows him the potion of Basilisk tears. They are shaken, misty eyed and anxious to see if it works. This horror that befell their family... It could end in the next couple of days!

By the time she hugs Ficus, Mournimar has entered the tavern and commenced watching over the shadyness that may be observed from the patrons.

Which is to say, he’s basically looking through a sea of shade.

He does notice, though, one of the bartenders has a sort of, finely shaped jaw and stood up black hair, a bit of stubble and seems to be watching Mournimar a bit more intently than normal.

Mournimar tries to stealth closer to the guy, even though he’s aware. He tries to figure out who the guy is, but he has no idea.

Eye contact is made between the two as the guy slides a glass with Brandy over to Mournimar and just continues with his work behind the bar.

Mourni has a leetl sip to make sure everything’s Gucci. Tastes like some of the brandy from around Bavorum. Nostalgic.

Through some small talk, Mournimar learns that the man’s name is “Joe”. Just a working Joe, you know?

It’s less of a talk and more of an interrogation as they don’t break eye contact.

“The brandy’s on the house, Mournimar.” the man answers with the name that the tiefling hadn’t given him. Like. At all.

No answer given on how he knows that.

He backs out the back door with a wink and Mournimar follows after her.

There’s no way the Half-Orcs don’t see this by now and they dash and jump on after the digitigrade ranger, who finds himself and Morgan out in the back alley, with no sign of the mystery man, named Joe.

He tries everything he can, from following tracks, to Hunter’s Mark, to Morgan’s snoofer, but nothing works. The man is just... gone.

With the Narahs catching up to him, he explains what happened and has to be talked down from pointlessly searching for a man, or whoever, who is just “GONE”.

It is then that Belli must explain to him that she has to leave Crystalgate with Ficus. To try the potion on her family. It’s hard on Mournimar, but the frazzled tiefling understands.

Belli hands him Orion and states that, if anything is to happen, she’ll call the others. They then agree to meet up with the others for a proper goodbye.

The others, by the way, doing pretty well for themselves in this new enviroment.

A deal has been made that every time Amelia does good in the training, Archie gets a treat.

Given that the chunky kitty is on his back, getting pats on his big belly from the baby, she’s killed this training.

The entire development has left the running quartet staggering back to the rest of the party. Mournimar doesn’t spot anything off on the way back.

As everyone reconvenes, Mournimar gives them an update on the respective situations, giving in detail a description of this “Joe” character. He worries it could be related to Lazarus, his ex. Or Kahlia. Or Potencia herself. He gets calmed by Luctan’s wording on the subject.

“We’re a bunch of famous and attractive people. Let’s face it. we have fans.”

As the party splits up, with Belli making her goodbyes with the rest of the gang, Luctan Blesses her and Ficus, which catches Malak’s attention. Thinking about the type of magic being used, he can tell that, though holy, it is not one of the Five that has given Luctan his abilities.

With Belli and Ficus taking Kevin and Killer, the rest of the party opt to go to the circus on the outskirts of town.

“The Voluptani Mystique “, a big tent circus in the north-west part of town’s outskirts. It’s fabulous on the outside.

They pay and notice at the entrance, a red skinned tiefling woman with a long, ball gown dress, leaning against the booth she stood inside and she waves a hand over and leaves a small mark with Prestidigitation.

Lead inside, it’s basically how you imagine a circus. An arena with seats around the circle. The four and their animal companions take a seat at the front as the Dancing Lights Cantrip flies around the tent, lighting and highlighting everything and everyone gathered, people of many walks of life. Just here for a little show to end the evening.

A cloud of smoke emits from the middle and the huge entrance of the tent swings shut.

Inside the cloud the lights start hovering, we can see the lights start changing color and go in different directions, erratic and suddenly there are hops from around the room where everyone’s sitting. And back in the middle, when they look, they see a high elf woman with pitch black hair falling long and wavy towards the bottom.

She stands with one hand in the air and one hand spread outwards towards the side. She pauses, looks around the audience and she whistles three high pitched notes. She snaps with her pointing up hand and the lights skatter, going right towards the audience. The cloud disappears and in the time it was there, the original woman is gone and there are two halflings, a man and a woman and they start doing all sorts of contortions. They entwine and roll in a ball. Throughout the whole show there is this almost hypnotic flute music. Pyrotechnic displays and after each one, there is a set of three elven dancer,s almost dangerously close as they maneuver around. Really fucking weird. A whole lot of illusion magic is happening here.

At one point the elven dancers starts flying around and Mallak, being a local, has seen this before.

After 3 hours of this weird bewhildering performance the entire room lights up and it’s completely clear and the original high elf woman, who’s actually an eladrin, is still in that same pose as when things started.

And she says “Thank you all once again, as always, please leave your tips with faith on the way out and thank you. She snaps with fingers and purple energy surrounds her as she leaves.

Bewhildered and amazed, Mournimar kinda wants to give this a go. Run away and joy the circus? Follow your dream, bud!

Having been in Crystalgate for a few years now, Malak had abided in a few viewings of the spectacle and, though it’s often with some modifications, it’s generlaly been the same good experience over time. He’s happy.

Amelia shares with the gang about the possibility of hanging out at Nel’s for a few days. As though there was any question on whether they would say “no” to such an offer.

As the night covers the sky above Crystalgate, the party find themselves again at the rich sector of town, being watched by a guard. Nel arrives at the gate, red faced after messaging Amelia. She forgot to give her a badge and was now paying the price with the run she had to make.

Sadly, though a talented bard, Nel has the muscle content of a slug.

The party soon make it back to Shadowspire Manner, lead by Nel, after introducing Mal to the Half-Elven woman and sharing of Burk’s departure.

They are shown around. the rooms, the kitchen, everything they’d need, before she takes Amelia’s hand and leads her to her room. Nel’s room. She is the body guard and she must guard that body.

Mournimar and Malak opt to crash in Luctan’s room for the evening, deciding not to split the party any further than this.

Luctan watches out of a window for about an hour, while humming to the baby, before going to bed.

As Mournimar and Malak sleep, Mournimar has some kind of dream...

But Luctan doesn’t sleep.

No.

Instead, once he’s sure the others have fallen in rem sleep, he sneaks outside and goes for a short walk around the neighbourhood, doing whatever it is that he does at this time.

After coming back in, 5-10-20-to-30 minutes later, he feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and notices a shadow close to Mournimar, with no one casting it.

Then it disappears.

After investigating out the window, Luctan goes to bed and meditates... on something else.....

Day 2 comes to an end.

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For the tarot reading: what steps do I need to take to strike a better balance between my work life, personal time, and relationship? Thank you ! ❤️🌙

u got the 9 of pentacles + 3 of swords reversed and ace of wands reversed for supplementary info!

the 9 of pentacles card is one that advises u to take it easy n enjoy a break from work but that didn’t seem to answer ur question. after seeking more info on the two next cards, which basically suggest to “take it easy” and take a moment to reflect on what path you want to choose, it got me thinking that maybe that SHOULD be ur first step: control ur stress!

those three cards suggest that u may be under quite some stress over seeking balance in ur life between ur job, personal life, etc... but when the mind/spiritual life is rattled, so is ur material life. if u want things to be under control,have ur own self under control first

look into relaxation techniques, whether it’s yoga, or meditation, etc... try things out before you think it’s not meant for you, you could be surprised! try to eat healthy foods if u can + try to avoid foods n drinks that increase stress (cafeine, etc)

but also listen to urself! connect w ur mind. when are u the most relaxed? why? is it a habit? if not, can you turn it into one? should you? btw, i’m talking abt being at peace w ur self, not just being chill (ex: watching netflix can help ppl de-stress from a long day of work, but it’s not sth u should do everytime u get stressed...). a good example for this would b hobbies! do u have a hobby that makes you feel at peace? maybe coloring books, singing, baking, writing, etc... pursuing a skill will also help ur self-esteem!

if u don’t have time for hobbies, my personal piece of advice would b to try meditation. yea it’s what every “life guru” or w/e tells u to try, but once i did, it rly did help me control my anxiety. it can seem like a lot, but once u get into it, you’ll love it sjhgdj

the Headspace app has basic guided meditation options that are free + u can choose the duration time! guided meditation is good for those who don’t know how to get started!

so there u have it! first step is to control ur stress/anxiety. allow urself to take off 5 small minutes of your day to be completely mindful of your Self. to be in harmony w urself is the first step to create harmony in ur life! best of luck 2 u!! 💕🌸

get a free tarot reading!

#and so sorry for the late reply!!!#asks #flordecalabaza #tarot reading

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HELLO HELLO !!!!!!!!! its your holiday pal and here oh my god im sending u so much strength and love for ur finals! you'll ace ‼ GOOD LUCK BABE <3 and im doing great im soooo excited for nye !! i hope everything goes well tomorrow bc i have been looking forward for it and same same i was hoping to get connected with all of my friends again! AND EVEN meet new ones too. i was lucky to re connect with my friends from school recently bc the cases were down but they're increasing again but anyways im sooo GLAD u had a great time this summer!! summer vacation are everything to me ! And as for me? i didn't have many great moments this year bc it a bad bad year for me like getting covid and my mom had this health related thing (she's all fine and well thankfully) but yeah I'd say this past two months were pretty nice for me. im happy that this year is ending on a bad note even there were a LOT of downs for me this year but anywaysssssss ITS OVER THE YEAR IS OVER ??? And my expectations for 2022 is to at least give my parents one reason to me actually proud of me (ahahahahahtotally not crying while writing ahahahahahaha)

BUT THANK YOU AND SAME TO U! i love u sending u lots of love and hugs AND a reminder to drink water ‼‼‼‼

also a question bc i forgot to ask oops!: what's ur fic rec for 2021 !

hiiiii dearest!!

im a free woman now, today was the last!! fingers crossed the results won't wipe out the sense of relief im feeling now. xd and the bestest of luck to you as well!!!

reconnecting with old friends is one of the warmest feelings in the world... yeah that week was a much needed break from all the choas that 2020/2021 were...

im so sorry you had this bad of a year... getting ill and watching a loved one suffer must have been very hard on you.. im just glad both of you are doing better now!! i hope 2022 will bring only good and joyous experiences to you and your family. 🤍

im sure you would make them and yourself proud!! you seem like a kind-hearted person, and im quite certain you have many other good qualities that make them feel proud of the person that you are, already. :')

unfortunately, i can't and won't be able to read fics anymore/at least not in the near future.. as using electronics for an extended amount of time irritates my eyes excessively, ive been using a couple of prescripted drops for a month now.. so reading fics is out of the question now and in the near future :| i love love reading... and ebooks and fanfics were my closest friend this year, sad we've hard to part ways lol.. but i still have physical books as option, thank god for that!! but that was not the question!! omg xd we are talking about my favourite fic of this year!! id say maybe you'd like the way i am by lululawrence and wild thing by writewhatiwant.. there are many others but yeah here are these 2 for you. what about yours?

im sending you the warmest and tightest of hugs lovely person!! ily too, hydrating-ly!! 💕🌸

#holiday pal

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neingel · 7 years

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Far Wanderings: Modern Masters 2017, a Critical Review

Well, we’re back with another episode of Far Wanderings! Where I talk about a certain format/topic/deck in the game, this week or two has all been about Modern Masters 2017-which I hoped many of you had the chance to open a box with your friends or just sit down at your local game store for a simple draft.

Well...MM17 was a blast! I wrote a small article back then with a slight tinge of ranting, in which I was disappointed about the lack of good reprints in the set when it is very close to it’s release date. With much fear among stores around the world dumping pre-order boxes of the set. Not only did MM17 prove me and many others wrong, it smashed through everyone’s biggest hopes and dreams, had an awesome draft environment and the box design was ~Amazing~.

But first, how good was my box?

I did have a good chance to draft MM17, when a fellow lecturer of mine could get a box around SGD250(around USD178), a few of us decided to chip in seeing it was bought at a cheaper price. This was the “notable results” of our box:

The box overall was not as bad as I have though it would be, having hit both Goyf, Lili and Voice aside from the other jank mythics was extreme luck on the box’s part, I also pulled myself a foil Venser which was something I really wanted( besides Snapcaster of course :] ). However, the biggest letdown was 1 Fetch and the fact there were no Damnations, Blood Moons or even Goblin Guides. Considering that we bought the box for cheap, we still broke even and manage to keep the remaining rares, commons and uncommons for free.

Seeing other box openings though, especially on Youtube such as Alpha Investments, Boogie, Tolarian and many others have done. The whole topic on box openings seems to me like a big hit or miss. Some boxes can have 1 or 0 fetches, whereas others have all 5 fetches and 3 solid Mythics. Considering they all of them have opened at MSRP/Net Price, I would consider myself to be very lucky where I had someone who could pre-order for a considerably cheaper price.

The draft environment

This is what I clearly like about this set, the fact that there is strong support pushing 2, 3 or 4 color draft archetypes. The fact that all 10 Signets, all 10 Guildgates as well as the 5 Tri-Lands from the Shards of Alara clearly is not only helpful support for the draft environment but also provides a strong welcome challenge towards draft, going 3 or more colors. Something which has not been open or encouraged to do in draft, is now possible and could very well be playable.

Some of the archetypes I felt were well supported, often could do better with the addition of a 3rd color, such examples would include:

UW Blink to Bant Blink (Thragtusk and Vital Splicer are strong additions together with Stoic Angel/Rhox War Monk)

BG Sacrifice to Jund Sacrifice (Holy crap Red/Jund offers some really strong value creatures that would LOVE to be sacrificed)

RG Aggro to Naya Aggro (Thornscape Battlemage gives more reach and GW provides all the beatdown any aggro fan would love in draft)

UB Control to Grixis Control (Not sure about you, but if you picked Cruel Ultimatum at any 1 point, changing the deck to Grixis Control is worth the try with access to Terminate, Falkenrath Aristocrat or even Sedraxis Specter)

If you really couldn’t have more fun drafting a strong 2 color archetype, the set is quite forgiving at giving players the reach they need for a 3 color manabase, at the same time providing more powerful options for their 3rd color.

I managed to draft twice, my first time trying out a spicy Jund aggro deck featuring Broodmate Dragon and Desecration Demon, my 2nd attempt however was UW Blink with 2 Vensers, Restoration Angel and Deadeye, together with an unruly crew of creatures having an ETB I could grab at that point.

Let’s talk about Rarity

Many would have known by now, a bunch of cards having their rarity downgraded, most possibly to allow an easier/much forgiving draft environment or to help Pauper out(Pauper players unite!). As me being quite a Pauper man at heart, I was extremely excited to see some cards finally getting a downshift to common. I’ll just make a small section of the top 5 MM17 Pauper Cards here.

#1: Burning-Tree Emissary

Everyone’s dream card that was in Pauper has finally finally printed as a common. Burning-Tree Emissary might finally be the final piece that Pauper Zoo or any RGx Shenanigans need. The 2 drop previously from Gatecrash is a very sick card, effectively a 2/2 for 0 that can follow up with a tempo play. Whether you decide to use the RG it produces for removal or another creature, Burning-Tree Emissary is one of those cards that is sure to shake up the Pauper metagame.

#2: Mortician Beetle

This little beetle got turned from Rare to Common :/ . Not something we see everyday in a reprint set but it seems to be another new toy for Pauper to play with. Pauper already has a BG Aristocrats/Sacrifice deck, that features Carrion Feeder, Bloodthrone Vampire and a bunch of other creatures that produce value when they die, Mortician Beetle not only fits perfectly in that deck, but it is scary with the already favored sac outlet/win-con Carrion Feeder, having 2 one-drops that are sure to grow big when the engine of the deck starts going makes GB Aristocrats a deck to be reckoned with sometime in the future.

#3: Magma Jet

Magma Jet is probably one of my favorite red instants in the whole game, though cards like Lightning Strike and Searing Spear do 3 damage for the same cost. What has made Magma Jet an Uncommon all this while before MM17 was the fact that it had Scry 2. I could see this played in almost any Aggro shell, Burn or even a spicy UR Tempo build anytime soon. Overall, I’m very impressed with Wizards’s decision to push Magma Jet down to a common.

#4 Augur of Bolas

Augur of Bolas has only been printed 2 times, both at uncommon. With it now at common, control decks in Pauper finally look like they have a solid choice of dig in the form of a 2 drop. Augur will die to a bolt and any other removal, but it does provide a solid body early game. Generating card advantage for 2 mana is quite strong at any stage of the game. Thumbs up to Wizards again :)

#5 Dinvora Horror

Instead of playing the Chittering Rats/Archaeomancer combo in UB control, that deck sure has a new toy to play with. It sure is large and really reminds me of Capsize. Dinvora Horror is more than Capsize though, being a 4/4 for 6 isn’t really amazing but the fact that blinking it multiple times is ridiculously powerful. This might be a very big piece of the UB control deck already smashing results in the Pauper meta or it could also give rise to UBx control decks in the format. I was definitely not expecting this to show up in the set at common but I’m quite happy it is!

There were a bunch of other cards that were downshifted in rarity too, making the draft environment more exciting and the cards themselves easier to get as well as making them legal in certain formats/cubes. A few of the noteworthy ones include:

Placing Obzedat at Rare is pretty rude though >_<

A score for the set?

Every set needs a rating, I really find it hard to put a fair score on MM17 though. I did enjoy the set very much, the reprints and draft environment were very well designed by R&D team, for this, I feel we have to compare this to...

The Original!

Modern Masters 2013 probably has a special place in everyone’s hearts, the set was just sick. Like literally sick, it was filled with raw power at every level of rarity, the reprints were awesome and the set in today’s standards is brimming, if not overflowing with value~.

Modern Masters 2017 was good, wayyy better than 2015′s and slightly edging over Eternal Masters if I say so myself. It was a very special set with meaningful reprints and strong color support in draft. I would say it’s quite close to the original but not really what the original Modern Masters would bring. Overall, it was a solid set that definitely took many people by surprise. We will never know when we will see cards like these getting reprinted again:

I guess the reprints really speak for the set :D

Conclusion

I do believe that MM17 deserves to be one of the higher, more respected Masters sets in time to come, Wizards really put the ace in the hole on this one, fair credit to them. With the increasing prices of cards, I do believe MM17 is helping the playerbase in one way or another, which is clearly what the community wants. If Wizards could keep such a trend with their upcoming sets, I’m sure much good is sure to come for most formats. Until next time!

#mtgmm17 #mtgmodern #mtgreprint #tarmagoyf #mtg draft #mtgfetchlands #mtgreview

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