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shima-draws ยท 29 days
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WOO HOO EZIO'S HERE ๐Ÿ‘
As always more info about him under the cut <3
Name: Ezio
Age: 27
Hair color: White
Eye color: Red
Element: None
Ezio's a runaway who cast off his life as a noble and is now adventuring freely with Nahu and co.! He was never one for the stuffy upper class life he grew up in, and has been trying to outrun his legacy for ages. Nahu and the others don't even know he's from a high class society and when they do find out, needless to say they are shocked because Ezio was the LAST person they expected among all of them to have a fancy shmancy background.
It's not something he necessarily tries to keep secret; he just views it as something that's not part of him anymore. However he still does have ties to that world--there's a girl he grew up with and who is a close friend of his that he's actually engaged to. Neither of them want anything to do with the engagement, and said friend was more than encouraging when it came to Ezio cutting ties with his status and running off.
Ezio's extremely independent and self-sufficient! He knows very well how to handle himself in most aspects of life. He's also very stoic and quiet most of the time, preferring actions over words. When it comes to combat he's one of the strongest members of the team, being an expert at sword wielding and hand-to-hand. Considering he's a non-elemental that's pretty impressive.
He's also stupidly loyal and ridiculously self sacrificial (but like, most of the group are too so he's not special in that regard. LMAO) He's got a very unhealthy attachment to Nahu and probably needs to go to therapy. Ezio will put Nahu above everybody else, no matter what the situation, even if he has to betray other members of the group. He is the definition of Ride or Die. (He cares about them tho of course!! He loves them all very much, Nahu's just his top priority in all cases.) He's down BAD for Nahu and everybody knows it except for Nahu :)))) Main reasoning behind this stems from the fact that Nahu was probably the first person Ezio met that was actually genuine and not plastic and fake like all the people he grew up around. Nahu beat up some people hired to bring Ezio home and then smiled at him one (1) time and that was IT. He was done for. He will now die for Nahu and follow him to the ends of the earth. End of story
(This comes back to bite him in the ass later bc Nahu uhhh disappears for Reasonsโ„ข and Ezio spirals HARD. Cue him going off on his own and disregarding the rest of the squad bc he literally cannot fathom living without Nahu. Again. THERAPY)
Ezio's actually a shockingly good dancer, too (dance lessons growing up), but he adamantly refuses to dance with anybody who can't keep up with him. Which is basically most of the group. The only person who can is Ione, because of her idol background. Everyone is jealous of her for this. LOL
He's also fluent in multiple languages (again, noble background) including sign language, so he and Sage are the only ones capable of communicating with Ione for a while until they teach everyone else :"D
Due to his upbringing he's uhh. Emotionally constipated lol. It's definitely a learning curve for him trying to actually show his feelings and be truthful about them. This is something he generally struggles with but luckily he's got the best group of friends anybody could ask for who support him through everything. EVEN his simping ๐Ÿ˜‚
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star-ruler-shima ยท 1 month
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[[h , heyyyy shima <3 did you miss me because i sure missed seeing your content ๐Ÿ˜ญ
i remembered my ats ocs so i started redrawing them โ€ฆ the same kids as back in 2018 โ€ฆ minus ludmilla right now bc im suffering over designing her new outfit but !! its them . . caevis, isidore, and volias โ€ฆ
i sure missed a whole bunch of updates huh !!!!! ats looks so cool and professional now with its own website !!!!!!!!! i love everyones redesigns !!!!!! it makes me really happy that youre still rocking the logo i made so long ago ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
i hope youโ€™ve been doing ok !!!!!!!]]
(Submitted by @seraphofivorylight)
HI SER!!!! I did miss you I missed you a lot ๐Ÿ’– And your lovely art and your BANGER OCS THESE DESIGNS SLAP SO HARD?? I love the upgrades omg they look so good!! Iโ€™m especially a fan of the loose jacket look Iโ€™ve got a weakness for that,,
AAAAA THANK YOU Iโ€™m so glad you like the site!! Itโ€™s still a WIP since thereโ€™s a lot of redesigns I need to finish but itโ€™s getting there ๐Ÿฅฐ
And yes omg of course I love that logo so much ๐Ÿ˜ญ Iโ€™ve never felt the need to change it because itโ€™s just so perfect already <3
Iโ€™M DOING GREAT hope you are well too! Thank you for sending me your kids itโ€™s so good to see them again :D
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duckymcdoorknob ยท 7 months
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โ€”โ€”๐ŸŽƒ ๐““๐“พ๐“ฌ๐“ด๐”‚โ€™๐“ผ ๐“ฃ๐“ฒ๐“ฌ๐“ด๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ธ๐“ซ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“œ๐“ช๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ ๐ŸŽƒโ€”โ€”
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Happy October, everyone! I finally decided to take on a monthly challenge after three years of blogging. I hope you enjoy! >:)
I used the lovely @august-anon โ€˜s prompts, and I canโ€™t wait to get to work :)
Lers names are listed first, Lees second, with fandom listed in red italics.
Naturally, days that are bolded and in red, I will be skipping. Those prompts arenโ€™t in my wheelhouse, and thatโ€™s okay!
Sound off in the comments for any days that you would like to be tagged in! Kisses!
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โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜ผ๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™˜๐™ž๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ค๐™ฃ: Itto and Aether / ๐บ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐ผ๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜ผ๐™˜๐™˜๐™ž๐™™๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ก: Doug and Kirill / ๐ท๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐ท๐‘’๐‘๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜พ๐™ช๐™™๐™™๐™ก๐™š๐™จ: Shadow and Miya / ๐‘†๐‘˜8 ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ผ๐‘›๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™’๐™š๐™–๐™  ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ: Magna and Luck / ๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™„โ€™๐™ข ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™จ๐™: Leorio and Killua / ๐ป๐‘ฅ๐ป
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜พ๐™๐™–๐™จ๐™š: Rengoku and Tanjiro / ๐ท๐‘’๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘†๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™๐™ก๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™™: Saiki and Kaidou / ๐‘‡๐ท๐ฟ๐‘‚๐‘†๐พ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™๐™ง๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™: Shikamaru and Naruto / ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘๐‘๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘›
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™‡๐™ž๐™š: Karma and Nagisa / ๐ด๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘š
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™‚๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™ฉ: Yami and Finral / ๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™Ž๐™ฆ๐™ช๐™š๐™–๐™ก: Hinata and Kenma / ๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘ฆ๐‘ข๐‘ข!
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜ฝ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™š๐™จ/๐™‰๐™ž๐™—๐™—๐™ก๐™š๐™จ: Luffy and Zoro / ๐‘‚๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ƒ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘๐‘’
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™Ž๐™ฃ๐™š๐™–๐™  ๐˜ผ๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™˜๐™ : Rock Lee and Neji / ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘๐‘๐‘ข๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘›
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™Ž๐™ค๐™›๐™ฉ: Cyno and Tighnari / ๐บ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐ผ๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™ก๐™š ๐™๐™ž๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ: Luffy and Usopp / ๐‘‚๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ƒ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘๐‘’
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™๐™ฃ๐™ช๐™จ๐™ช๐™–๐™ก ๐™Ž๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ฉ: Baji and Chifuyu / ๐‘‡๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘ฆ๐‘œ ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘”๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ 
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™œ๐™ž๐™˜: Finral and Asta / ๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜ผ๐™ง๐™ข๐™จ ๐™๐™ฅ: Chongyun and Xingqiu / ๐บ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐ผ๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™‰๐™š๐™ฌ ๐˜ฟ๐™ž๐™จ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ: Nene and Hanako / ๐‘‡๐ต๐ป๐พ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™๐™ž๐™˜๐™ ๐™ก๐™ž๐™จ๐™ ๐™†๐™ž๐™จ๐™จ: Loid and Yor + Anya / ๐‘†๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ฅ ๐น๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘ฆ
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™„๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™ค๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ: Dazai and Atsushi / ๐ต๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘†๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐ท๐‘œ๐‘”๐‘ 
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™‹๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™: Draken and Takemichi / ๐‘‡๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘ฆ๐‘œ ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘”๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ 
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ: Gojo and Yuuji / ๐ฝ๐‘ข๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘ ๐‘ข ๐พ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘›
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™ˆ๐™–๐™จ๐™จ๐™–๐™œ๐™š: Beidou and Kazuha/ ๐บ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐ผ๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐™’๐™–๐™ ๐™š ๐™๐™ฅ: Power and Denji / ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ค ๐‘€๐‘Ž๐‘›
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜พ๐™–๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ: Doug and Kirill / ๐ท๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘™๐‘’ ๐ท๐‘’๐‘๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐ท๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘” ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐พ๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™
โ˜ ๏ธŽ๏ธŽ ๐˜ผ๐™›๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™š: Joe and Cherry / ๐‘†๐‘˜8 ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ผ๐‘›๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ
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mothkingsley ยท 7 months
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ASTROMORPH SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!!
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Not the best at body horror.
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Daily Etchings - 094
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amtrak-official ยท 7 months
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Starting a new story because I have run out of steam on the Last Ride of the California Zephyr story. For backstory, the world was destroyed in 1991 im this world as a result of a convoluted plot, but here is the beginning bits.
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I can still remember that day, how could one forget it, that horrible day,
Valentines day, 1991
The last day
The Last day in American History and the dawn of our lives
They say you could see it as far away as Miami, this isn't true, you could have seen it from Vienna, I would know, we were there.
I saw the starman that day.
His Wild eyes, his long hair, his pale blue skin, the split tail, they say he looked like the devil, but that's the tragedy, he was beautiful. More beautiful than even Simon. More Beautiful than Diana, and More Everlasting than the stars. His cold eyes sit forever in my soul. I live in fear of those eyes.
If I am to document what remains of the kind days, I am going to need to look past those memories of mine. Those mistakes and fears. Those cold eyes. And more importantly I need to forgive. Despite what I have heard happened. What I have seen. I even must forgive that girl, the girl raised by the moon as they tell me.
-From the Diary of Ramona Selene, Valentines Day 2023.
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the-little-crow ยท 4 months
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Currently crying over Laika and Fรฉlicette. Those poor babies didnโ€™t deserve that.
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writingamongther0ses ยท 8 months
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Make Me Write
Thanks for the tag, @charlesjosephwrites!
Rules of the game: create a poll of wips you'd like to work on and for every vote, write a sentence on the winning wip.
I'll tag, with no pressure, @abalonetea, @onomatopiya, @helioscenic, @chayscribbles, and @cwritesfiction.
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Among the stars
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shima-draws ยท 2 months
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I've been teasing her for months!! But at long last her ref is complete ๐ŸŒท
I actually DON'T have a 5 page essay on her backstory this time (like I did for Ilari LMAO) but I do have some info about her if anybody is curious!
Name: Ione
Age: 25
Hair color: Silver
Eye color: Orangish-yellow
Element: Light
Grabbing info from the few posts I've talked about her already, Ione was originally a very famous singer, pretty much an idol within the world of ATS. She'd hold huge concerts that were always sold out and people from around the world would flock to see her perform. Eventually tho all of the attention started to attract the wrong kinds of people, and sooner or later Ione was "scouted" by a very rich man who wanted her all to himself. She was manipulated and blackmailed into signing a contract with him that would essentially end her touring and make it so that she would become a private singer for him. He basically chained her with this contract and so she disappeared from the public eye.
Ione soon discovered that other people with similar talents had also been gathered and trapped by this man's contracts. Among them was a prodigy violin player who she grew very close with. The two of them struggled under the demands of this man, and eventually violin boy started to get physically abused by him ๐Ÿ˜ญ Things escalated to the point where Ione decided she wanted OUT and was determined to do anything to escape. This led to a very...traumatic event that caused her to go mute by choice.
When Ione finally makes her escape, thankfully she's changed so much that people don't recognize her in public (mostly her hair! It used to be short and didn't cover one of her eyes before). Shortly after she runs into Nahu and his group, and is unceremoniously recruited to join them lol (Nahu can be VERY persuasive). Ione communicates with them through sign language, which luckily a couple of them are fluent in--Ezio and Sage to be specific. They then teach the others in the group sign language too. It takes Nahu a bit to get the hang of it bc he has like, no attention span whatsoever, but being a dragon elemental helps since his senses are super attuned all the time, so he can generally tell what Ione is feeling and what she's trying to convey when she talks to him :")
Over time Ione grows closer with them, and like everybody else is hit with the Found Family, and realizes that yeah. She'd do absolutely ANYTHING for this group of crazy weirdos. She starts to fall in love with Nahu (bc who WOULDN'T), and slowly gains the courage to use her voice again. This leads to secret meetings with Sage, who helps her relearn how to use her vocal cords.
Eventually her past catches up with her, of course, but the group all bands together to set her free from it. She has to face off against violin boy, who thought she'd abandoned him and got Messed Up Mentally as a result, so THAT'S a thing she's gotta deal with. But she's able to reach him by singing for the first time in over five years, and everyone absolutely loses their shit at how beautiful her voice is and they all cry and itโ€™s very emotional!!
Even after regaining her voice she still prefers to stay quiet most of the time, as that is what she's comfortable with, but she's totally okay with speaking when she needs to. Also I need to mention this but bc she used to be like. An idol. Obviously her routines consisted of both song and dance so she's a pretty good dancer. Out of everyone in the group, Ione is the ONLY person Ezio will dance with (and he is a very VERY good dancer himself, but will only dance with someone who can keep up with him, which Ione can). Everyone is very jealous of this, ESPECIALLY Nahu lol bc he wants to dance with Ezio too ๐Ÿ˜‚
Ione's a light elemental! I haven't given a LOT of thought into her powers yet but I do know that her singing makes her stronger and also gives her powers a boost, which in turn helps the rest of the group. She also can ride on these light waves--I will have to draw them sometime bc I can't really explain them in words, it'd be better to show them visually lol
And that's her!! My flower light mute girl <33333
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dailyenglishvoca ยท 9 months
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Today's song is Among the Stars by ULTIMA-2 featuring the Vocaloid Po-uta
Content warning: flickering/eyestrain
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Summary: Alfred, a young astronaut, crash-lands on a distant planet and meets Ivan, an alien.
Author: @konata101-arts
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๐Ÿตโ˜•๏ธโ™ซ ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‹๐’‚๐’—๐’‚ ๐’‹๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’Š๐’• ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†๐’” ๐’Ž๐’† โ™ซ๐Ÿตโ˜•๏ธ
โ˜•๏ธŽ๏ธŽแฅฑแฅŽแฅฑแฅ’๐— mแฅฒs๐—แฅฑrแฅฃั–s๐—โ˜•๏ธŽ๏ธŽ
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๐™ธ ๐š—๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŽ๐šก๐š™๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š๐šŽ๐š ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐šž๐š–๐š™๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š๐š’๐š›๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šŠ ๐š‹๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š˜ ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š‘ ๐Ÿท,๐Ÿถ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿถ ๐š๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ...
๐™ต๐š›๐š˜๐š– ๐š–๐šข ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š›๐š—๐šŽ๐š› ๐š˜๐š ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š•๐š•๐šœ๐š’๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š›๐šœ, ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐šข ๐š๐š˜๐š›๐š–๐šŠ๐š• ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š” ๐šข๐š˜๐šž.
๐šƒ๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š•๐šŽ๐š‹๐š›๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐š’๐šœ ๐š–๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š˜๐š—๐šŽ, ๐™ธโ€™๐šŸ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š™๐šŽ๐š—๐šŽ๐š ๐šž๐š™ ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽฬ!
๐šƒ๐š˜ ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š›, ๐š™๐š•๐šŽ๐šŠ๐šœ๐šŽ ๐šŸ๐š’๐šŽ๐š  ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š–๐šŽ๐š—๐šž ๐š‹๐šŽ๐š•๐š˜๐š  โค๏ธ
๐™ฐ๐š•๐š• ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ ๐šŠ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐šž๐šŽ ๐š‹๐šข ๐™ต๐šŽ๐š‹ ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿบ๐š๐š‘
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๐—ง๐—ผ ๐—ฃ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—ป ๐—ข๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ:
๐น๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก: ๐‘Œ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘ก. ๐‘ƒ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘œ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ .
๐ฟ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ! (๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ(๐‘ ) ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ (๐‘ƒ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ก๐‘ค๐‘œ, ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘˜๐‘ !)
๐ถโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘ง๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก.
(ส€แด‡sแด›แดแด„แด‹ ษดแดแด›แด‡: แดแด‡แด…ษชแดœแด, สœแดแด› แด›แด‡แด€ แด„แดœแด˜s แด€ส€แด‡ แด„แดœส€ส€แด‡ษดแด›สŸส แดœษดแด€แด แด€ษชสŸแด€ส™สŸแด‡ (แด›แด˜ษด / แด€ssแด„สŸแด€ss).
(แดแดษดแด›สœสŸส sแด˜แด‡แด„ษชแด€สŸ: แด€สŸสŸ sแดแด€สŸสŸ แด…ส€ษชษดแด‹s แด€ส€แด‡ ส™แดœส แดษดแด‡, ษขแด‡แด› แด€ sแด‡แด„แดษดแด…, สŸแด€ส€ษขแด‡ส€ sษชแดขแด‡ ๊œฐส€แด‡แด‡! แด˜สŸแด‡แด€sแด‡ แด„สœแดแดsแด‡ แด€ sแด‡แด„แดษดแด… sษชแดขแด‡ ๊œฐแดส€ สแดแดœส€ sแดแด€สŸสŸ แด…ส€ษชษดแด‹! (x ส€แด‡แด€แด…แด‡ส€ / x แด„สœแด€ส€แด€แด„แด›แด‡ส€)
๐ถโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘–๐‘๐‘’
๐ถโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘”๐‘ .
(ส€แด‡sแด›แดแด„แด‹ ษดแดแด›แด‡: แด…แดœแด‡ แด›แด sแดœแด˜แด˜สŸส sสœแดส€แด›แด€ษขแด‡s, แดษดสŸส แด›สœส€แด‡แด‡ แด›แดแด˜แด˜ษชษดษขs แดกษชสŸสŸ ส™แด‡ แด€สŸสŸแดแดกแด‡แด… แด˜แด‡ส€ แดส€แด…แด‡ส€)
(แด˜สŸแด‡แด€sแด‡ ส€แด‡แด ษชแด‡แดก แด›สœแด‡ ส€แด‡แด„แด€สŸสŸ สŸษชsแด› ๊œฐแดส€ แด€ษดส ษชษดษขส€แด‡แด…ษชแด‡ษดแด›s แด›สœแด€แด› แด€ส€แด‡ แดœษดแด…แด‡ส€ ส€แด‡แด ษชแด‡แดก!!)
(แด…แดœแด„แด‹สโ€™s แด…แด-ษดแดแด›-แดกส€ษชแด›แด‡-สŸษชsแด›)
๐‡๐ข๐ฒ๐š, ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ! ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐ค!!! ๐ˆโ€™๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ง ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž! ๐Œ๐š๐ฒ ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐š๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐š ๐ข๐œ๐ž, ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฐ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐žฬ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ฒ-๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ? ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐•๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข! ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ!
๐™ณ๐šž๐šŒ๐š”๐šข! ๐™ฝ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š” ๐š˜๐š— ๐Ÿท๐š”! ๐™ธ'๐š– ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š›๐šข ๐šข๐š˜๐šž๐š› ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽฬ :๐Ÿน ๐™ธ ๐š ๐š˜๐šž๐š•๐š ๐š•๐š’๐š”๐šŽ ๐š๐š˜ ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐šŠ ๐šœ๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š•๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ ๐™ต๐š›๐šŠ๐š™๐š™๐šž๐šŒ๐šŒ๐š’๐š—๐š˜, ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ, ๐š“๐šŠ๐šŸ๐šŠ ๐šŒ๐š‘๐š’๐š™๐šœ, ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š–๐šŠ๐š›๐šœ๐š‘๐š–๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐š˜๐š ๐šœ? ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š—๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š˜๐š— ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š› ๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š• ๐š‹๐šŽ ๐™ถ๐š˜๐š— ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐™บ๐š’๐š•๐š•๐šž๐šŠ. ๐šƒ๐š‘๐šŠ๐š—๐š”๐šœ!
แฅกแฅฒแฅก แƒซแฅ™แฅดkแฅก! แฅกแฅ†แฅ™ mแฅฒแƒซแฅฑ ั–๐— ๐—แฅ† 1k! แฅฃแฅฑ๐—โ€™s แฅ†rแƒซแฅฑr แฅฒ แƒซrั–แฅ’k! mแฅฒแฅก ั– โดแฅฃแฅฑแฅฒsแฅฑ าปแฅฒแฅŽแฅฑ แฅฒ แฅฃแฅฒrgแฅฑ แฅฃแฅ†แฅ’แƒซแฅ†แฅ’ ๐–ฟแฅ†g แฅ•ั–๐—าป แฅ’แฅ† ั–แฅดแฅฑ, แฅดแฅ†แฅดแฅ†แฅฒ โดแฅ†แฅ•แƒซแฅฑr, แฅฒแฅ’แƒซ แ‘ฒrแฅ†แฅ•แฅ’ sแฅ™gแฅฒr? ๐—าปแฅฑ แฅ’แฅฒmแฅฑs แฅ†แฅ’ ๐—าปแฅฑ แฅ†rแƒซแฅฑr แฅ•ั–แฅฃแฅฃ แ‘ฒแฅฑ ๐—แฅฒแฅ’ศทั–rแฅ† แฅฒแฅ’แƒซ zแฅฑแฅ’ั–๐—sแฅ™. ๐—าปแฅฒแฅ’k แฅกแฅ†แฅ™แฅ™แฅ™แฅ™!
Authorโ€™s note: I am genuinely so excited to see the absolutely juvenile drink combinations we come up with. Iโ€™m talking like ice water with whipped cream and caramel drizzle or fucking lemonade with chocolate chips and marshmallows ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ
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๐Ÿ†ƒ๐Ÿ…ท๐Ÿ…ด ๐Ÿ…ผ๐Ÿ…ด๐Ÿ…ฝ๐Ÿ†„:
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โ’ธโ“Šโ“… โ“ˆโ’พโ“โ’บโ“ˆ
smแฅฒแฅฃแฅฃ / ๐‘‡-๐น๐‘–๐‘
mแฅฑแƒซั–แฅ™m / ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฅ ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
แฅฃแฅฒrgแฅฑ / ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฅ ๐ถโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
โ’ถโ“ƒโ“Ž โ’พโ’ธโ’บ?โƒ
แฅฃั–gาป๐— ั–แฅดแฅฑ / ๐น๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘“๐‘“
แฅฑแฅŠ๐—rแฅฒ ั–แฅดแฅฑ / ๐ป๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก / ๐ถ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก
แฅ’แฅ† ั–แฅดแฅฑ / ๐ด๐‘›๐‘”๐‘ ๐‘ก
โ’ทโ’บโ“‹โ’บโ“‡โ’ถโ’ผโ’บโ“ˆ
mแฅฒแฅดแฅดาปั–แฅฒ๐—แฅ† / ๐บ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐ผ๐‘š๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก
แฅฒmแฅฑrั–แฅดแฅฒแฅ’แฅ† / ๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘ฆ๐‘ข๐‘ข
แฅฑsโดrแฅฑssแฅ† / ๐‘€๐‘ฆ ๐ป๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ ๐ด๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘š๐‘–๐‘Ž
แฅดแฅฃแฅฒssั–แฅด แฅฃแฅฒ๐—๐—แฅฑ / ๐ด๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘‡๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘›
mแฅ†แฅดาปแฅฒ / ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘™โ€™๐‘  ๐‘€๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐ถ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘’
แฅดแฅฒโดโดแฅ™แฅดแฅดั–แฅ’แฅ† / ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘œ
แ‘ฒแฅฃแฅฒแฅดk แฅดแฅ†๐–ฟ๐–ฟแฅฑแฅฑ / ๐‘†๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘– ๐พ
าปแฅ†๐— แฅดาปแฅ†แฅดแฅ†แฅฃแฅฒ๐—แฅฑ / ๐‘‡๐‘œ๐‘˜๐‘ฆ๐‘œ ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘”๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ 
แฅฃแฅ†แฅ’แƒซแฅ†แฅ’ ๐–ฟแฅ†g / ๐ท๐‘’๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘†๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
แฅดาปแฅฒmแฅ†mั–แฅฃแฅฑ ๐—แฅฑแฅฒ / ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ƒ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘
แฅฑแฅฒrแฅฃ grแฅฑแฅก ๐—แฅฑแฅฒ / ๐ด๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘› ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘ ๐‘Ÿ๐‘œ๐‘œ๐‘š
แฅดาปแฅฒั– แฅฃแฅฒ๐—๐—แฅฑ / ๐ฝ๐‘ข๐‘—๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘ ๐‘ข ๐พ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘›
mแฅฒ๐—แฅดาปแฅฒ แฅฃแฅฒ๐—๐—แฅฑ / ๐‘‚๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘
๐–ฟrแฅฒโดโดแฅ™แฅดแฅดั–แฅ’แฅ† / ๐ป๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ฅ ๐ป๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
๐–ฟrแฅ™ั–๐— rแฅฑ๐–ฟrแฅฑsาปแฅฑr / ๐‘†๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ฅ ๐น๐‘Ž๐‘š๐‘–๐‘™๐‘ฆ
แฅฃแฅฑmแฅ†แฅ’แฅฒแƒซแฅฑ / ๐ถ๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ฆ ๐ต๐‘’๐‘๐‘œ๐‘
ั–แฅดแฅฑแƒซ แฅดแฅ†๐–ฟ๐–ฟแฅฑแฅฑ / ๐‘†๐‘˜8 ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ผ๐‘›๐‘“๐‘–๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ฆ
ั–แฅดแฅฑแƒซ ๐—แฅฑแฅฒ / ๐ต๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘˜ ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ
ั–แฅดแฅฑแƒซ แ‘ฒแฅฃแฅฒแฅดk ๐—แฅฑแฅฒ / ๐น๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘’! ๐ผ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘– ๐‘†๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘š ๐ถ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘
ั–แฅดแฅฑ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ แฅดาปแฅฒั– แฅฃแฅฒ๐—๐—แฅฑ / ๐‘‡๐‘œ๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก ๐ต๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘œ ๐พ๐‘ข๐‘›
ั–แฅดแฅฑแƒซ mแฅฒ๐—แฅดาปแฅฒ แฅฃแฅฒ๐—๐—แฅฑ / ๐‘†๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘ ๐ด๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘‚๐‘›๐‘™๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’
แฅ•แฅฒ๐—แฅฑr / ๐น๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ƒ๐‘–๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘œ
โ“‰โ“„โ“…โ“…โ’พโ“ƒโ’ผโ“ˆ
แฅดแฅฒrแฅฒmแฅฑแฅฃ แƒซrั–zzแฅฃแฅฑ / โ€œ๐ด๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก?โ€
s๐—rแฅฒแฅ•แ‘ฒแฅฑrrแฅก โดแฅ™rแฅฑฬแฅฑ / โ€œ๐‘Š๐‘œ๐‘Žโ„Ž, ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Žโ„Ž, ๐‘†๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘›, ๐‘‡๐‘’๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘”๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›.โ€
mแฅ†แฅดาปแฅฒ แƒซrั–zzแฅฃแฅฑ / โ€œ๐‘Š๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘˜๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก.โ€
แฅ•าปั–โดโดแฅฑแƒซ แฅดrแฅฑแฅฒm / โ€œ๐ด๐‘š ๐ผ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก?โ€
แฅดาปแฅ†แฅดแฅ†แฅฃแฅฒ๐—แฅฑ แฅ•าปั–โดโดแฅฑแƒซ แฅดrแฅฑแฅฒm / โ€œ๐ด ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘–๐‘๐‘’!โ€
แƒซแฅฒั–rแฅก-๐–ฟrแฅฑแฅฑ แฅ•าปั–โด / โ€œ๐ท๐‘œ ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘š๐‘’! ๐‘๐‘œ! ๐‘๐‘‚๏ผโ€œ
sแฅ•แฅฑแฅฑ๐— แฅดrแฅฑแฅฒm แฅดแฅ†แฅฃแƒซ ๐–ฟแฅ†แฅฒm / โ€œ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘Ž๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’?โ€
แฅดาปแฅ†แฅดแฅ†แฅฃแฅฒ๐—แฅฑ แฅดrแฅฑแฅฒm แฅดแฅ†แฅฃแƒซ ๐–ฟแฅ†แฅฒm / โ€œ๐ผโ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘–๐‘” ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ค๐‘ !โ€
แฅดาปแฅ†แฅดแฅ†แฅฃแฅฒ๐—แฅฑ sาปแฅฒแฅŽั–แฅ’gs / โ€œ๐ท๐‘–๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘˜ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘˜?โ€
s๐—แฅฑแฅฒmแฅฑแƒซ mั–แฅฃk / โ€œ๐ผ๐‘กโ€™๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ.โ€
แฅดrแฅฑแฅฒm + sแฅ™gแฅฒr / โ€œ๐ถ๐‘Ž๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘’๐‘?โ€
าปแฅ†แฅ’แฅฑแฅก / โ€œ๐ผโ€™๐‘š ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘‘.โ€
แฅฃแฅฒแฅŽแฅฑแฅ’แƒซแฅฑr / โ€œ๐ป๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘‘ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ?โ€
ศทแฅฒแฅŽแฅฒ แฅดาปั–โดs / โ€œ๐‘Œ๐‘œ๐‘ขโ€™๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘š๐‘’!โ€
แฅดแฅ†แฅ†kั–แฅฑ แฅดrแฅ™mแ‘ฒแฅฃแฅฑs / โ€œ๐ป๐‘’๐‘ฆโ€ฆ ๐‘‡๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘.โ€
โดแฅฑโดโดแฅฑrmั–แฅ’๐— แ‘ฒั–๐—s / โ€œ๐ท๐‘œ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘’?โ€
mแฅฒrsาปmแฅฒแฅฃแฅฃแฅ†แฅ•s / โ€œ๐‘‚โ„Ž? ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘กโ€™๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ ?โ€
แฅดั–แฅ’แฅ’แฅฒmแฅ†แฅ’ / โ€œ๐‘Š๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘ !โ€
แฅดแฅ†แฅดแฅ†แฅฒ โดแฅ†แฅ•แƒซแฅฑr / โ€œ๐‘†โ„Žโ„Ž! ๐ผ๐‘กโ€™๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ก!!โ€
แฅฒแฅฃแฅฃsโดั–แฅดแฅฑ / โ€œ๐‘ƒ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›โ€™๐‘ก ๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘’.โ€
แฅฒโดโดแฅฃแฅฑ โดั–แฅฑ sโดั–แฅดแฅฑ / โ€œ๐ผโ€™๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘๐‘’๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’.โ€
โดแฅ™mโดkั–แฅ’ โดั–แฅฑ sโดั–แฅดแฅฑ / โ€œโ€ฆ๐ด๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ ?โ€
แ‘ฒrแฅ†แฅ•แฅ’ sแฅ™gแฅฒr / โ€œ๐ผ๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘Ž ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก?โ€
แฅดแฅฒs๐—แฅฑr sแฅ™gแฅฒr / โ€œ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘กโ€™๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘?โ€
sแฅฑแฅฒ sแฅฒแฅฃ๐— / โ€œโ€ฆ๐ผ ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž โ„Ž๐‘ข๐‘”.โ€
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Astromorph [Among Us x Chonny Jash]
Soooo this fic has done numbers on the Chonny Jash Fanserver, so I thought it'd be worth it to start being on tumblr more often and posting it here! Be warned, there be emotional damage ahead! (and also polycule shenanigans)
Special thanks to @chemical-bunz for cowriting chapter 2 with me, and also helping me port it from google docs to ao3.
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Deep in space, there is a crew on the ship Tycho with one united goal: curing the Astromorph virus, a parasitic infection that causes its victims to turn into monsters.
Seven dead bodies later, only four members of the crew remain; Atlas Terraquis, Apollo Kingsman, Doctor Artemis Juno, and Harmonia Goodei; and theyโ€™re no closer to their goal of curing the infection.
Now, one more is gone, and their fragile peace is corroding all at once.
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Terrible Fic Ideas #11: DA,ย but make it Warden!Inquisitor!Hawke
I have conflicting feelings about each game in the Dragon Age series having a different protagonist. On one hand it's great because it is terribly unrealistic to expect one person to be required to save the world multiple times. On the other, the only DA protagonist I can say I honestly would want to see more of is Hawke.
So: what would it take for Hawke to believably be the Champion of Kirkwall and the Hero of Fereldan and the Herald of Andraste?
Imagine it:
Mage!Hawke goes to Ostagar with Carver and runs into the Human Mage Warden, Greggory Amell, before his joining. As canonically the Hawkes are second cousins to the Amells, this is something of a comedy of errors as there's more than a little resemblance - especially in armor, and especially if Hawke shaves his default beard.
Regardless of the exact circumstances, Hawke becomes friendly with Greggory and Alistair, and is therefore devastated when his cousin dies during the joining. Hawke agrees to help Alistair light the signal tower in his memory...
...and gets dragged into the events of DA:O.
Crucially, enough people mistake Hawke for his newly dead cousin early on that he decides to run with it in an effort to protect his family. (It means a lot of shaving, because half the reason he has the beard is that he'll have a five-o'clock shadow by noon if he doesn't, but sacrifices have to be made.) It's beyond strange for him to be openly using magic after a lifetime of hiding, but no stranger than going by his cousin's name or pretending to be a Warden. Only Alistair and Morrigan know the truth.
After the Battle of Denerim, newly crowned King Alistair helps Hawke escape the attention by telling everyone that "Warden Amell" has gone to report to Weisshaupt about the Blight. In reality, Hawke goes to Kirkwall to track down his family starting with his uncle and is pleasantly surprised to find them already there.
...the events of DA2 go apace, with a few exceptions. Mainly, 1) Carver and Bethany are both alive, as Hawke's absence in the prologue led the family to flee earlier and faster, and 2) Hawke tells his family that he was captured at Ostigar and held in Arl Howe's dungeons until being released by the Hero of Fereldan. The gold he brought home was "reparations" from the king and goes a long way towards funding the Deep Roads Expedition.
Eventually he does come clean to Carver, who thought his brother looked awfully healthy for a man who spent a year in the dungeons of a notorious sadist, and to Fenris, because it's only right he tell his love interest the truth after they start sleeping together. As for everyone else? He regrows his beard and acts insulted anytime anyone mistakes him for his obviously less handsome and talented cousin. It's quite the act.
After the Chantry explosion, he goes to ground in the Free Marches with Bethany and Fenris while Carver stays in Kirkwall with Varric and Aveline trying to restore order. These three years are vaguely Robin Hood, with the trio moving between the Free Cities doing the job the Templars should be doing - that is, protecting the mages that don't want to hurt people and hunting those that do. Occasionally they'll meet up with Merrill and Isabela for their help ferrying people to safety, but for the most part it's just the three of them.
When news of the Conclave comes, Hawke decides to go - just to watch from the shadows and make sure nobody tries to do anything stupid, like order the deaths of all surviving mages or blow up the Conclave to make a point. He even shaves his beard with the vague idea that if things look really bad he can pop in, shout at people as the Hero of Fereldan, and disappear back into the Free Marches once the talks finish.
...and then the Conclave explodes.
At some point between waking up chained to the Chantry floor and running into Varric again, Hawke decides not again. He is not going to spend the next however many years shaving and answering to a different name, not when his siblings are old enough to protect themselves and he has a life to go back to. He tries to explain but only manages to get across yeah, I'm the Hero of Fereldan before Cassandra drags him out to deal with the Rifts.
Cassandra spends the journey to the first Rift asking where "Warden-Commander Amell" has been all these years. (Hawke tries to explain, but gets tripped up trying to figure out how his alter-ego got promoted when he's been AWOL for the last ten years, not to mention what the hell is going on now.) He doesn't manage it before they run into Varric, who of course greets him with "Hawke!" So he spends the first trip to the Breech trying to explain yes, I'm the Champion of Kirkwall, but first I was the Hero of Fereldan but back then I was pretending to be my dead cousin for Reasons; Fenris, Carver, and King Alistair know and now you three and I think Bethany might've figured it out? I never really was a Warden but I did kill the Archdemon, it's a long story.
It is, of course, a ridiculous mess.
It gets more ridiculous when he wakes up after The Wrath of Heaven and has to go through it again with Liliana and Cullen. (And maybe has a minor breakdown in the process because no, I am not the Herald of Andraste. I refuse. I will send the next person who tries to give me another title straight into the Fade.) Variations of this happen every time he has to go through this conversation, which is an awful lot. (It happens once during battle against a High Dragon, culminating with Hawke summoning a massive lightning storm that kills it dead in three strikes. It's terrifying and impressive and doesn't help things at all.)
...and so Hawke gets dragged into the events of DA:I.
Inquisitor!Hawke is just exhausted by this point. He's still humorously charming, but he's also so very tired of trying to save a world that doesn't want to stay saved. This leads to him coming across as a tired schoolteacher whenever he's not casually raining down destruction upon his enemies.
(There is at least an hour of ranting when Corypheus appears on scene along the lines of why doesn't anybody stay dead these days?)
A week or so after they arrive at Skyhold, Carver shows up with pretty much all the sane Templars left in the Free Marches - along with the remaining Kirkwall crew, minus Aveline. And so Hawke ends up having to mediate the Mage-Templar War.
Things get awkward at Adamant because by the Maker, I never actually was a Warden but fuck it all if I'm not going to use the rank they gave me to march into that fortress and take command. No one is more surprised than Hawke that it worked, though there are still a few jerks that fight and Hawke still falls into the Fade, because that's how his life goes.
Hawke spends all of Halamshiral dealing with questions about what he's going to do with the all Inquisition forces, mages, Templars and Wardens at his disposal - plus the friendship of the King of Fereldan and Prince of Starkhaven. If he ends up snapping, "If I have to end up conquering all of southern Thedas to fix your messes, I will," at the lot of them, who can blame him?
Throughout the entire fic, Hawke gets progressively more tired and jaded but still tries to put on his best face as he tries to clean up all of Thedas' messes, I swear to the Maker. It should also be incredibly hard for him to take most threats seriously after killing an archdemon, once leading to him giving everyone in the Inquisition grey hairs by going off to kill a High Dragon by himself.
He also starts out being very careful to hide his magic (he's something of a self-taught Arcane Warrior, channeling his magic through a sword-and-dagger combo), but gets progressively more casual about it. This isn't helped by the fact he's at his endgame long before DA:I starts. (It takes a powerful mage to flick their fingers to light a fire, but it takes a ridiculously powerful one to wave their hand and shoot a fireball that can kill an ogre.)
This is predicated on the beard making all the difference, but could be even funnier with a female!Hawke who makes no effort to disguise herself at all.
And that's all I literally have room for. Let me know if you adopt this bunny, I'd love to see it.
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