#parade shuffle unit

[eir-parade]

AGGRO (AG)

Vivid BAD SQUAD Adjacent Unit

A group of teenagers who have lost sight of their own dreams but have come together to discover one together.

Shinonome Akito - After learning of the truth of RAD WEEKEND, lost his way and dream but wants to find something. Lyricist.

Hinomori Shiho - After distancing herself from her friends and being too scared to reach out to them again, Shiho gave up her hope to become a professional but finds herself wanting to try to express her passion in another form. Partial Composer/Beats, spray painter.

Momoi Airi - Ex-Idol who hated not being able to be on stage and only used as a TV personality. Airi is angry and wants to be able to vent her frustration in some form. Choreography.

Kusanagi Nene - No longer feeling able to chase her dream to be a musical actress, Nene finds herself in arcades to pass the time but can’t help to get this music out of her head. Partial Composer/Beats.

SEKAI: Abandoned Arcade SEKAI

Can also be called the Rage Room SEKAI

As it’s called, an old Arcade, filled with broken down machines.

Dark, the only light really being the old hanging flourescents.

Seemingly can sense the frustration of the owners, and so will ‘spawn’ new machines for them to release their anger on.

First Virtual Singers

Hatsune Miku - Similar to VBS Miku. Despite being unsure of what she is doing, all she knows is that she wants to sing.

Kagamine Len - Not much of a singer but loves to express his emotions through art. He is specifically the one who inspires Shiho to do the exact same thing.

Virtual Singers

Order of Appearance (StC)

Kagamine Rin - Lazy and doesn’t ever feel like singing or dancing. All she ever really wants to do is sit down and play games. Gets excited when Nene comes to SEKAI with a new game for her to play. Represents that it’s okay to take breaks. (Appears in Main Story)

KAITO - AGGRO’S ONE MAN HYPE SQUAD. A professional in his own right, he cheers on the group constantly, believing that they will be able to attain what they want. They will be able to chase and catch their dreams. If they won’t believe in themselves, he will fill that space and be their hope.

MEIKO - Angry. All the time. She’s probably the reason the machines in the SEKAI are constantly broken. Supposed to represent that it’s okay to take out your frustrations sometimes but she doesn't really do it in a healthy way. Is always shouting at someone or straight up avoids them. Always drinking from a flash - is it alcohol? Is it coffee? Is it an energy drink? Who knows.

Megurine Luka - Calm and free-spirited. The opposite of MEIKO, represents that there is another way to take out their frustration other than through physical means. Luka offers an ear to listen and a shoulder to lean or cry on. She’s the one who offers the most helpful advice when the others need it.

Subject to Change as I go on figuring out this AU more.

#project sekai #pjsk #pjsk au #pjsk unit shuffle au #my posts #parade shuffle unit #AGGRO #me? also not knowing a lot about vbs miku? more likely than u think #also initially i was going to have their SEKAI be a rooftops sekai and all the VS be parkourists #but i realized it didnt like fit the vibe of AG at all that i scrapped it #though i still like the idea and might have to consider it one day for something else #nene on why she cute her hair short: gets in the way of my gaming #airi rapping was such a good choice im so real for this

[echidnana]

Smile x Parade textposts!

[PT: Smile x Parade textposts! /end PT]

based on dynamics from our sekai shuffle au, constellations! (masterpost here)

textless stickers from here

#our posts #long post #constellations! (a prsk unit shuffle) #smile x parade #prsk au #sekai shuffle au #sekai shuffle #airi momoi #emu ootori #emu otori #kanade yoisaki #saki tenma

[oh-for-fic-sake-library]

He's out of line

Masterlist

Summary: sometimes its fun to fuck around and find out with your big old sy bear. But this time it was soo much sweeter~

Warnings: swearing, fluff, teasing

A/N: another little random oneshot that i was never going to post but here we are, i hope you enjoy 🥰🥰

You giggled as you were quickly hoisted over the barrier by the soldiers. As part of a welcoming home parade someone magnificent genius had the idea to include a few of the wives in the festivities.

Each year four lucky wives were selected from the crowd to help the commanders with the final march back into the barracks. And today was your day! Fuck yes!

The commander have a kind smile asking who your husband was to make sure you got to inspect his particular unit. Sy wasnt going to know obviously, not until you were standing before him. Perfect~

You and the other three women were quickly ushered to your respective husbands units. Each group of thirty strapping soldiers dressed in there best dress uniforms. Hats firmly on their heads, boots gleaming in the sun. Each standing tall backs dead straight and eyes firmly forward nervous. Some of the men even had a slight quiver to them. It was very entertaining, a wife teasing their husband on duty~

You were handed a long stick, tipped with brass top and bottom. The pace stick, the purpose was to spot any men who were out of line to shuffle around untill the tips of their boots touched it.

"Attention! Prepare to face left!" You jumped at the male beside you commanded the Sy's unit each seemed to tense as the commander directed them. As with the same loud and honestly frightening yell he ordered them to turn.

And just like that, you were standing before three rows or burly soldiers facing you in their regalia. Fuck me it was intimidating and exhilarating. You certainly didnt want to face these men on the field.

You walked along the first row tappig the floor when some of them were an inch or so back. After a few moments and sighs of relief as men realise they were off the hook and they were not about to be embarrassed by their wives.

And then you grinned spying your very own husband. My god did he look tasty~ it was one thing to see him in his dress uniform when he was your lovable sy, but another thing to encounter Cpt Syverson. Tense shoulders, and almost cold unwavering stare. Good god you wanted him to ruin you.

"Captain. Address your commanding officer" the man beside you ordered. Sy flinched and bit his lip clearly holding back a curse when he realised his nightmare had come true. His cheeky wife had been pulled from the crowd, god help him.

"Sir yes sir." Sy boomed replying instantly and flicked his gaze to you. Clearly he wanted to greet you, but was unsure if he was allowed to.

"And your wife"

"Mrs Syverson, ma'am" he said politely but there was something in the words. A warning, his eyes glowed daring you to try something. Yet anxiety? He almost feared you would pull something stupid and make him look a fool.

"Captain~" You hummed back witha coy smirked before fluttering you lashes at him. He clenched his jaw and swallowed breathing out a heavy sigh.

"Is... is he in line? He doesnt look it to me?" You uttered to the commander squeezing the pace stick rubbing it up and down subtly to tease sy even more. The commander beside you boomed a laugh as he saw what you were doing. Before nodding to you.

You quickly struck the floor befor sy with the pace stick making him grunt. The soldiers in his unit snickered as you; his tiny wife ordered him about on parade publicly. Sy drew a deep breath flushing and did as he was told, shuffling forward untill his boot nudged the brass.

You giggled before letting the brass roll back a little instructing him to reverse back into his original position. His jaw locked and his eyes bore in to you as you grinned up at him impishly.

"Look, his medals are crooked? Honestly Captain" you huffed still grinning, despite the threatening glare your husband sent you, still red faced, chewing his lip desperate to lunge and tan your hide for being such a cheeky brat. You have no doubt he would indulge that little impulse later on tonight.

"Indeed Mrs Syverson, perhaps youd like to help him?" You could hear the laughter threatening to break through the commanders demeanour, he was enjoying this just as much as you.

"Of course, itd be my pleasure" you cooed and stepped forward closer then necessary, making sure to skim his front with your hands as you raised them. Sy wavered opening his mouth to give you a peace of his mind. But stopped short as the commander arched a brow at him. Sy was to remain still and silent. Like a good boy.

Your hands swiftly repositioned the medals eyes locked onto his. The stormy blues held a promise, a dark delicious promise that you couldnt wait to participate in. Youd take advantage of him having to hold his arms still, one supporting the butt of his gun, the other glued to his side.

"Welcome home captain~" you whispered into his ear after rising to your tip toes. And pressed a kiss to his cheek before scampering back making sure you were out of reach incase he did break rank and chase you for fucking around.

And just like that is was over too soon. You then moved on, helping the commader to align the rest of the soldiers for the final march. And then they were instructed to forward march back into the barracks. You stood along side the other woves giggling as your husbands passed you with a salute. You spotted some teasing grins on some of the faces and a few red cheeks on men who had endured their wives teasing.

It was ten mineuts after the parade when you were talking with the other women later you froze the hairs on the back of your neck riseing. You turned slowly

"Oh-oh fuck! Shit no sy!? Not in the heels!" You screeched waving at the behemoth man sprinting full speed at you. You yelped and staggered back as he didnt seem to slow. It took almost three seconds for you to realise he wasnt stopping. You spun around and bolted, only making it a few yards before you gave up with the shoes flicking them off your feet and hiked up your skirt slightly and took off running as fast as you could. You ignored the full belly laughter and wolf whistles that followed. Some even crying out 'get her sy'

You screamed chancing a glance over your shoulder only to see the enraged bull you married mere feet away. You yelped as Sy siezed you, one mighty hand followed by another. And just like that you were hoisted up, tossed in the air and then tucked over his shoulder. One arm locked over your thighs making sure to keep your skirt covering you, and before you could even utter a single complaint one palm collided with your ass drawing a squeak from you.

And with that he spun around making his way back towards where your shoes laid on the floor. He was struting like a peacock smirking and nodding to his own men who all hollered clapping and whooping as you found yourself paraded infront of everyone. Sy ignored those around him who watched with amusement as he bent down picking up your heels.

"Sy! Syyyy stop, im sorry! Okay im sorry please put me down i can walk! Sy i can walk!" You whined, flicking your feet when he refused to set you dow and get your shoes on. But he just laughed out loud before takeing your bag from you friend whp had picked it up after your little ditch and run.

"Dont you worry about that ma'am i'll be fixing that little problem asap, now wheres the truck?" he huffed grinning and tipping his headmto the onlookers who burst into laughter.

In all honesty you should have known better then to fuck around and find out. Especially when sy's such a little shit.

#henry cavill #cavillry #oh for fic sake fics #captain sy x reader #syverson fic #syverson x reader #syverson imagine #captain syverson

[savage-rhi]

Mending Shadows // Chapter 18

Summary:

Y/N was a simple Scavenger of Lucis, until meeting a deadly blow at the hands of an infected creature. At the crossroads of death, they are found by Niflheim’s cryptic Chancellor with his own agenda. Now bonded to Ardyn Izunia, and tossed into the world of Niflheim, Y/N struggles to cope with their new life as an Imperial Icon all the while battling their feelings toward their fate and that of Ardyn’s.

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Ardyn felt the chill wind of the fall season card through his hair like delicate fingertips. His skin prickled with a tingling sensation that could’ve easily lulled him to sleep while he sat in the tall grass. The fields were becoming a stale gold, signifying that harvest would come to a close. He contently chewed on the end of a grass stalk while contemplating the best way to go about keeping himself warm while traveling the country. Healing the sick was hard enough during the summer season, and the bitter cold was more relentless than the scourge itself. Ardyn furrowed his brows at the thought. Knowing that many would perish from the elements before the plague would ever take root. 

 

A shuffling noise in the distance pulled Ardyn out of his thoughts. His eyes quickly darted up to meet the source. The soft eyes of Aera greeted him as did her genuine smile. Her blonde hair tangled in the wind as the dead grass drifted across her white dress. She waved at him, exclaiming her relief to have found him out in the fields. 

 

Ardyn rose to his feet, and he didn’t hesitate to sprint toward his beloved. It had been three months since they had seen each other. Three months without written word aside from Ardyn’s exploits being paraded around the kingdom. He smiled so big it hurt his cheeks. Aera looked as beautiful as the day he had fled the citadel and took to exile to escape confrontation with Somnus. He couldn’t say the same for himself. His hair was disheveled, his facial hair had sprouted into rough patches, and his clothes were torn from the elements.  Living among the poor and deprived, Ardyn knew he appeared less than, yet the faithful gaze Aera held for his eyes made Ardyn feel like a king. He never needed a crown, not when he had her. 

 

As Ardyn ran toward Aera, he reminded himself of his goal: he would prove to Somnus that sacrifice wasn’t necessary. The people of Eos could be saved if everyone looked out for each other, and if he were allowed to use the gifts the gods had bestowed upon him. Ardyn knew in his heart of hearts this would work. It had to. Why else would the gods put him to the task?  Even if he were to die in the end, his own sacrifice wouldn’t be in vain. So long as the sun could shine upon people like his beloved, he’d do what was necessary. He acknowledged the blessings of the six for being united with a human being who understood his possible end fate, and yet, still encouraged him to do right by his heart. Ardyn almost always cried thinking it over, the weight of responsibility that Aera had entrusted to his principles. 

 

A sound of broken flesh and bone pierced through the sky of the fields. Ardyn’s joy turned to shock as his body froze. His eyes widened with terror, seeing a giant blade sticking out of Aera’s abdomen. Her gaze was lifeless as was her body that was bleeding out, staining a small group of white sylleblossoms that were in her path. 

 

“Aera!” Ardyn shouted with agonizing rage. His throat scratched from how loud he projected his voice. He snapped his body out of the trance it was in, and used the force of all his might to reach her. 

 

Just before he could bend down and pick up his beloved, the pool of blood surrounding her body began to combust into flames. Like the scourge, the fire ran up Ardyn’s limbs like serpents and made their bites. Ardyn screamed until the air in his lungs ran dry from the scorching heat. He was encapsulated by fire, and plunged into an oblivion that not even his library of memories could fathom. The world disappeared into light and shadow, and he fell into a deep darkness. 

 

Somehow, he felt gravity return to him and landed on his stomach with a thud. He coughed many times, dry heaving like a fish out of water as he scrambled to his knees. His body quaked, realizing that the fire had been just his imagination, or so it seemed. 

 

Ardyn gasped when he became encircled by a ring of reds and oranges. Speckled bits of green cackled against the flames, adding to the foreboding presence the fire invoked. 

 

“What is the meaning of all this?!” Ardyn bellowed. His terrified confusion ushered out reason as he stood on his feet, trying to find an exit. After spinning in circles a few times, he felt a whoosh of air brush past him, knocking him back onto his knees. Through an agonized groan, Ardyn looked up. 

 

Ifrit the Infernium stood tall not more than a few feet from him. His intimidating horns upon his head, decorated like a massacred crown of bones, glimmered against the cast shadows of the flames. Anger chiseled his features as he scowled toward the immortal who had become his captor. 

 

“You again!” Ardyn exclaimed. “If it’s vengeance you seek for what I’ve done to you, fine, but leave Aera out of it! You dare use memories of my beloved against me?!” 

 

Ifrit nearly looked insulted as he shook his head, and continued to stare Ardyn down as if he was a puny bug that deserved all the weight of his foot. The red in Ifrit’s eyes grew as he took in a deep breath, and made his proclamations: 

 

Thy suffering is your own undoing, Lucis Caelum. I need not lurk into one’s sentiments to bring forth harm. You do plenty upon yourself. I merely seek to deliver a message through reckless dreams. 

 

“Then what is it that you want?!” Ardyn yelled. He could feel Ifrit’s rage radiating off of his skin, matching the intensity of the flames that began to dance around with more fervor. 

 

A reckoning is coming for thee, Adagium. Thou giving courtesy where thy didn’t bequeath unto me. You will see soon enough. This is but a taste of wrath. 

Before Ardyn could snap another question, Ifrit gestured with his arms and guided the flames to a singular point. The fire twisted, bending like metal until it was a roaring sword, and Ifrit let out a snarling scream as he rushed and jabbed the entire weapon through Ardyn’s body. Like the vision from Verstael's laboratory, Ardyn wailed as his heart and flesh melted off his very bones. He could even feel the microscopic end of his nerves combusting into ash.  

Rising from the bed, Ardyn yelled. He let out a grunt, feeling his body collide into something soft yet formidable; another body. His hands immediately went for the shoulders, grabbing onto them with the intent of forcing more of his weight onto the intruder. His movement ceased the moment his blurred vision came to, and he was staring into the startled eyes of Y/N. He was too stunned to move, unsure of how to properly respond. Through the haze of waking up, and feeling the remaining terror of his vision, Ardyn spoke. 

“What are you doing in my bed?” 

Y/N let out a breath, trembling under his touch. “I heard you from the hall. You sounded awful, and I got worried. I tried to wake you.” 

“Oh dear…” Be it exhaustion, or feeling awkward, it was the only response Ardyn had at his disposal. He certainly wasn’t in the mood to discuss what had caused him to leap from slumber as if he had fallen on a bed of nails. His right arm lazily let go of Y/N’s shoulder, and he sighed into his palm while rubbing the last of sleep from his eyes, not believing he had dreamed again so recently. The skin on his chest quivered from how cool the room was, and how it contrasted with the warmth that still lingered from Ifrit’s touch. 

Ardyn let out a small gasp when he felt Y/N seamlessly pull him into an embrace. His face and chin rested in the crook of their neck while he felt their arms wrap around his shoulders. Their fingers felt through the end strands of his hair, sending a pattern of goosebumps along his spine. Warmth blossomed in Ardyn’s pulse as he made a face against them, while adjusting his head so he wasn’t so intimately attached. His amber eyes held confusion while he glanced at the doors to his chambers. 

“A relative of mine used to hug me like this when I had a bad dream.” Y/N murmured. “You look like you needed something to keep you tethered.” 

“I could’ve snapped your neck.” Ardyn forewarned tiredly. “Next time don’t be hasty to see what’s wrong. I have instincts that I can't control.” 

“I’ll remember that the next time I stop what I’m doing to give a crap about you.” Y/N countered in jest, grinning for the moment against him. He didn’t sound amused, but the small smile he wore as his lips pressed to their shoulder suggested a part of him was humored. 

Ardyn sighed, closing his eyes for the moment while he gathered his thoughts. He couldn’t recall the last time someone had held him in this fashion. The only soul that came to mind was Aera. He felt compelled to remain still, if only to sense a fraction of what that used to feel like. Sadness briefly plagued his eyes when it dawned on him that Aera wasn’t holding him, but another. His heartbeat dampened, before his ears began to fixate on the gentle murmur of Y/N’s pulse, and the soft exhales of their breath. He felt like he could fall back asleep against them. 

His nerves stammered all throughout his body, and Ardyn felt his scourge and the terrible entities within himself hum with a pleasant vibration that traveled over every inch of his form. It felt so overwhelming to be touched that his brain felt drunk off of it. The pleasure soon came to a grinding halt as he grimaced, and gently pulled away. 

“While I appreciate the compassion,” Ardyn cleared his throat. “I didn’t consent. Next time warn me if you intend to do something like this again.” 

“My bad,” Y/N muttered, gazing elsewhere out of embarrassment. 

“Quite alright,” Ardyn nodded. He gestured with his chin toward the door after earning Y/N’s sight again. “Why don’t you run off? I’ll be out in a little while. I need to gather myself.”

Y/N glanced over his face, occasionally stealing a glance of the scars on his chest before they smiled and nodded. 

“I’ll be in the kitchen if you want to talk.” 

“I’ll take you up on the offer.” Ardyn mused for the moment. His eyes followed Y/N as they climbed out of his bed and headed out of the room. As soon as Ardyn heard the familiar click of the door close, he let out a deep breath he had been suppressing. He fell backwards onto the mattress, and adjusted his legs. Feeling an uneasy tug in his pants. Two thousand years, body to the brim filled with daemons and darkness, yet he was still just a man at the end of the day, in all the ways one would think. He was livid. 

Ardyn made a show of coming into the kitchen an hour later. He enthusiastically shoved the door open, nimbly traveling along the tile floor as if he were a shadow. He strolled through with a one track mind, barely registering Y/N who was sitting on a stool by the kitchen island. They watched him carefully, noticing he seemed more peculiar than usual. It wasn’t out of the realm for Ardyn to be quite odd in the morning. Being of a nocturnal breed, the sun wasn’t kind to him and neither did it offer pleasantry to Y/N given both their sicknesses. Sun allergy, as Ardyn liked to playfully call his aversion, didn’t seem to foot the entire bill for his behavior. 

“You alright?” Y/N piped up, their voice casting a subtle echo in the kitchen as Ardyn hummed in reply. He ignored the question, gesturing to a black mug that was steaming with a citrus scent that roused him. 

“You made tea?” 

“Yeah,” Y/N smiled with a nod and pointed to a plate nearby on the stove counter. “I made you a breakfast parfait. I don’t see you eat much in the morning, but I know your sweet tooth is borderline criminal if last night is anything to go by. I figured I couldn’t go wrong there.” 

Ardyn chuckled, shaking his head. “How maudlin of you.” 

Y/N gently blew against their own glass of tea they had prepared and graciously sipped while Ardyn gathered the food, drink, and a utensil. He then took a seat across from them. Their eyes curiously went over his appearance. He looked like a mess; tussled hair, sleep still sticking to his eyes, and his body draped by a thin robe that he didn’t bother to tie up properly. He looked like an ordinary middle aged man, and not someone with begrudging power. Still, he was beautiful in his own right. That much Y/N would allow themself to admit. 

“I see you have taken to surveilling me with great precision.” Ardyn mused, briefly meeting Y/N’s surprised gaze before he experimentally tried out a morsel of the parfait. 

“How do you mean?” Y/N asked curiously. 

He looked at them as if it should’ve been painfully obvious. Nevertheless, he grinned for a brief moment after finding satisfaction with the flavor. “A parfait and a lemon tea have never been so on the nose. You must find me fascinating enough to dedicate to mind detail such as this.” 

The tired glare Y/N shot at him had Ardyn chortle.

“It’s only because you're predictable,” Y/N said in their defense. “Every morning you either have lemon tea or a can of Ebony. Evenings, you usually inhale enough wine that would kill twenty men. ”

“I do hope you’re aware you’re only further proving my point.” Ardyn countered in jest. 

“At least it goes to show that I do pay attention to detail, despite someone hinting otherwise.” 

Ardyn smirked at their bold sarcasm. His eyes darted between theirs and the cup they held. “Perhaps I could return the favor?” 

“Oh?” Y/N raised their brows at him, smiling soon after. They felt childish as did he. 

“Oh yes,” Ardyn slyly countered. He didn’t say a word, letting the anticipation run its course while he ate a good portion of the parfait. It was only when Y/N looked on the edge of their seat and their confidence waned did he speak up again. 

“You seldom eat breakfast because it upsets your stomach. I only assume you’re bearing the brunt right now on my behalf. Sometimes you walk on your tip toes down the hall, thinking no one will hear you sneak into the library. You’re quite fond of nonsensical subjects and theory. When comfortable in the presence of company, you act quite featherbrained, and if its any consolation, you’re quite adept to listening to others at your own expense.”

Y/N felt like a deer caught in the headlights of a moving vehicle. Too stunned to say anything. He truly had been paying attention to them, despite his body language suggesting he couldn’t care less most days. 

Ardyn suppressed a laugh, quite please with himself. “I believe I’ve offered plenty in compensation. Wouldn’t you agree?” 

“Shut up,” Y/N murmured against the rim of their cup, taking another sip. It was the only thing they had to help them save face. They ignored the laugh that left him, and went about eating their own breakfast.

With no Imperial Help running around, Ardyn’s residency felt dormant but not in a way that was uncomfortable. Y/N felt an amity with it just being the two of them. The peace seemed to have an effect on the scourge as well. Y/N could feel it slither within their veins, but not at its usual grinding pace. 

“What’s on your agenda for today?” Y/N asked. They watched Ardyn furrow his brows, seemingly unimpressed while his schedule began to line up in mind.

“I have a meeting with the Tenebrae Ambassadors from the Gala, and of course a recap of the night with the Emperor. I may or may not meet with Commander Pierce. That all depends if I’m feeling favorable after all is said and done. How are you on your medication?” 

Y/N dug through the pocket of the robe they had been wearing, pulling out the small tube. They popped the cap open and counted, making a face. 

“Six left.” They muttered. 

“I can run by Verstael and fetch you more.”

“Can I ask you something?” 

Ardyn shrugged, and gestured for Y/N to continue. 

“Why don’t you let me go to Verstael for the suppressants? Zegnatus Keep is out of the way from where you normally go for work.” 

“Is your first impression of him still the same from last night?” 

Y/N gave it some thought. “I would say so.” 

“Then you very well know why.” Ardyn said as a matter of fact. He offered a small smile to lighten the blow of his firm tone. 

“From the way you’ve talked about him before, I thought you two were friends.” 

“Within an arms reach,” Ardyn corrected. “Verstael is the man who freed me from Angelgard. I owe him a great deal, nevertheless, he’s a politician and a war monger. Not someone whom I can fully rely on. I may have stepped on his toes last night as well. He was none too thrilled about my decision regarding the war fund allocations. Knowing him as well as I do, he’ll be sour for a time. I don’t wish for you to take the brunt of his vexation. Hence, why I’ll continue to obtain your medication myself.” 

“Oh,” Y/N made a face. It seemed the more they learned about the ins and outs of politics, nothing was as it seemed. Partnerships were acts, and friendships were evidently a means to an end. They had no idea Verstael was the one to have found Ardyn, and that spurn on many questions they were too tired to ask. 

This revelation surprised Y/N, and they couldn’t help but wonder what kind of hold Verstael and Ardyn both had on each other. One thing was certain though, Ardyn was in the hot seat and it was their fault even if he didn’t say it out loud. The comments Ravus made too also danced around in Y/N’s head from last night, especially the bit about Ardyn using them in the end. Despite contradicting the prince of Tenebrae, Y/N knew he was right. They had made their peace long ago that this partnership with Ardyn was one of mutual benefit until the end game. Nothing was personal. Except, it slowly felt as if it was becoming more personal. Their heart and mind muddled in the confusion of it all. 

Ardyn debated with himself before speaking, seemingly catching onto the fact that Y/N was thinking more deeper about the subject than they should’ve . 

“Did you have any dreams?” 

Y/N’s mind immediately traveled to Ardyn’s tongue generously licking at their neck and biting with reckless abandon. It took every ounce of will power to keep their face from giving away their shame. 

“Not that I can think of,” Y/N lied. Thus far there was nothing in their bond that suggested telepathy could be an option, and for that, Y/N was thankful. “Yourself?” 

“A nightmare,” Ardyn admitted. He finished the last of the parfait, and took a long sip from his lemon tea. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” 

“Not really,” Ardyn said with a slight glare, though not at Y/N. "I must say it was rather grotesque if anything.”

“Then why did you bring it up?” 

“I enjoy making small talk?” 

“I’m calling bull on that.” 

Both Y/N and Ardyn chuckled at the formers remark. He sighed in defeat, deciding to enlighten them with an uncomfortable truth. 

“Not everything is your fault nor is it about you. So take your mind off whatever contrition you’re self imposing.” 

“I need to remember that I’m a reflection of you.” Y/N said aloud, repeating what he had told them last night.

“Exactly.” Ardyn murmured. 

There was a warmth in his eyes that seemed to be battling a darker side of himself, and Y/N couldn’t tell if they should have been feeling scared or honored at the fact. 

The serene moment took pause when the doors to the kitchen flew open ceremoniously. 

“Good morning!” Tuti sing-songed with a high pitch shrill.

Ardyn grimaced and took a long drink from his lemon tea to hide his disdain. Y/N too scrunched their face, and offered Ardyn an apologetic roll with their eyes toward their mutual friend. He merely held up a hand, shaking his head and smiled for a brief moment to let Y/N know they had nothing to fear before he went quiet.  

“I managed to catch the tail end of the after party, and it was a hoot! I hope you two had fun at the Gala! Everyone looked so stellar, even if I was running back and forth between the kitchens and toiletry closet!” Tuti exclaimed, brimming with energy that could rival the rays of the sun itself. 

“Glad to hear it, Tuti.” Y/N smiled. They raised a brow, gesturing at the vase with red flowers in it, and a golden silk ribbon tied neatly round. The shape of the flowers reminded Y/N of the flared buds of sylleblossoms, but to their knowledge, such plants only came in blue. 

Tuti did a double take, giggling when she realized she neglected to speak up about the present she had been parading around. 

“Y/N, these came in for you this morning! I found them near the entrance to the Chancellor’s residency!”  

“Really?” 

“Yeah! Come have a see!” 

While Y/N got up from the table to inspect the flowers, Ardyn felt the blood drain from his face. His whole body began to tremble as his eyes fixated on the red petals. 

“Who are these from?” Y/N asked curiously, still in disbelief as they read the little note that was attached to the vase. “Thank you for your companionship last night. You are a light Niflheim should aspire to be. Sincerely yours, Loqui.” 

“Red sylleblossoms are not even in season! It must’ve cost a pretty gil to pull this off!” 

“Man, if one dance can do that…” Y/N mused with a murmur, laughing to themself as Tuti joined in. 

As the two divulged in conversation, Ardyn couldn’t hear them. Their jolly voices were drowned out by a series of sounds. A sword slashing across flesh, the gushing pulse of blood hitting marble, and screams beyond reckoning. Then came her face. His Aera coiled up in his arms, clinging to the last of her life. The citadel of two thousand years prior, and the field of wheat blinked in and out of time, but the tragedy remained the same. The laughs of his brother, Somnus, vibrated through Ardyn's body and the scourge screeched inside him as he saw blood dripping from his beloveds mouth, staining her skin. 

Ardyn was shaking so much that he didn’t notice himself dropping his cup of tea. He didn’t hear it crash to the ground as he got to his feet. He didn’t hear the startled gasps from both Tuti and Y/N. He didn’t hear Y/N attempt to plead with him as rage boiled behind his eyes to where he had a spark of madness. He couldn’t focus on anything but the damned flowers, and their rich color. He couldn’t separate Aera’s blood from the petals, and he wanted nothing more than to destroy them in one fell swoop. 

“C-Chancellor I’m--I’m---!” Tuti stammered as Ardyn came barreling toward her with his arm raised high. She was too shocked to move out of the way, and in a single motion, Ardyn made his strike with all the resentment and anger that engulfed him. 

Tuti tumbled to the left, somehow managing to save the flowers and vase as she fell down. Shock carried across her face when she didn’t register any pain. Dumbfounded, she looked to where she was once standing, and gasped in horror. 

Y/N was slumped on the ground, writhing in pain as they clasped the side of their face. Their body quivered from the force of Ardyn’s impact. The scourge further amped their shocked nerves, causing them to let out an agonized groan when they attempted to move their jaw. Blood pooled down their nose and dripped into their mouth, and as Y/N tasted their own fluid, they began seeing the very images that provoked Ardyn along with something else. 

Y/N blinked rapidly from shock, and time shifted.

They found themself locked in mortal combat with a man who wielded a blue sword. There was a determination in his eyes that was frightening, and all Y/N wanted to do was to end the battle quickly without bloodshed. Nonetheless, it seemed their opponent had another intention entirely. He was kin, and he had every instinct to kill.    Despite years of wisdom, and years of lessons with the sword, Y/N felt fear begin to take hold of their resolve. The man counterstriked, and pierced their left shoulder with a spear that tore through flesh like a knife to butter. Y/N gasped aloud. They felt their heart shattering much like the bones in their chest from the impact. Their blood felt so cold against their skin that they quaked.    Y/N stumbled backward, holding onto the spear while attempting to gather themself. They could hear the rushing sound of footsteps coming for them, but hadn’t the strength to look up. They braced themself, knowing a blade would be coming down their neck if they didn’t pull the weapon out in time.    “Stop!”    The grueling sound of steel cutting flesh and cloth tore through Y/N’s ears. They stared helplessly at the blue eyes of the blonde woman, and watched the light in her gaze begin to fade as she fell. Horror didn’t amount to the emotions that flooded throughout Y/N’s body. They tore the spear out from their shoulder, fell to their knees, and desperately cradled her in their arms. The shocked screams from the audience fell on deaf ears, as Y/N held onto the only voice in the world that mattered.    “Ardyn…” She weakly whispered. Her hand shuddered as she reached up to touch Y/N’s cheek, right at the spot where Ardyn had struck.   

A pounding headache had Y/N blink rapidly, and they found themself no longer on the kitchen floor, but in the living room bundled up on the couch. As they came to, they slowly began to register Tuti who was fanning them with her right hand while her left held a cold compress to their face. For a split moment, Y/N wasn't seeing Tuti but the woman who had perished in their arms. Her face and Tuti's kept molding in and out of each other, like one rewinding a tape to play it back again.

“Aera?” Y/N muttered, feeling the name slip past their tongue as if they had known it for years. 

“Y/N!” Tuti exclaimed, ceasing her motions. 

“Tuti?”

“Shh, try to be still.” Tuti sniffled, wiping away at her eyes before going back to her ministrations. “I finally got your nose to stop bleeding. I didn’t think you’d wake--”

“Ardyn…where’s Ardyn?” Y/N swallowed, feeling their eyes tear up from moving their mouth. It felt as if their whole jaw had been crushed. A part of their subconscious feared it was broken. 

Tuti furrowed her brows. She averted her gaze, casting her angered yet morose expression away from Y/N. It was as if she wanted to spare them her own ill feelings. 

“He’s…out. He’s at his meetings for the day. He won’t be back until nightfall.”

“I need to see him--”

“Shh,” Tuti shook her head, glancing at Y/N warmly while trying not to cry all over again. Her eyes were so pink that it worried Y/N that she may have popped a few veins. 

“For now, let’s get you to feeling better, hmm?  Please, just take it easy. You gave me half a scare.” 

Y/N sighed and the world began to tilt on its axis. Their left eye throbbed with a heaviness that was comparable to a rock being chiseled away by a dull hammer. It was futile to argue with Tuti in this state, not when they felt like they had experienced being hit and stabbed in one go. The showdown in the old palace couldn’t have been legitimate, yet it felt so intimate that Y/N’s brain had difficulty differentiating between what was real and not. 

Ardyn hit me… Y/N repeated to themself, trying to get their mind to see reason. Adrenaline continued to pump through their body as did the scourge. They softly gasped when the thick black tendrils of the plague crept up their chest, zigzagging to their face until it reached the point of impact and nestled there. Y/N grimaced while a writhing throb could be felt underneath their flesh. It made the hairs on their arms stand at attention while imagining worms crawling in and out of bloody pockets of skin. 

“I’m…” Tuti sniffled, feeling herself choke up after seeing the scourge consume a chunk of Y/N’s face. Feeling overwhelmed, Tuti let go of the compress against Y/N, and used both her hands to wipe away at her eyes. 

“What’s the scourge doing to you?” 

“I’m not sure…” Y/N admitted. “It feels weird. It’s like its excited.”

“Oh Y/N…”

“I’ll be alright,” Y/N hoarsely said, furrowing their brows. “I don’t know what’s happening, but I’ll be fine.” 

“Did he knock out a few of your brain cells, how can you say that?” Tuti whispered in a harsh gasp. “I feel so awful. You shouldn’t have got in the way. He was after me, not you.” 

“The flowers.” 

“Beg pardon?” 

“It was the flowers,” Y/N swallowed. The corner of their eyes began to tear up. “Something about them, set him off.” 

“If this is because of Loqui being kind to you, I don’t care if he’s the Chancellor, I’ll wring his neck if he tries to hurt you over something so damned trivial! His behavior wasn’t an excuse!” 

Y/N had never seen Tuti this lit up before. Her anger was a quiet rage. Y/N imagined years of indoctrination from the empire had ingrained into her that women were not to show great resentment, but now Tuti’s kettle was starting to boil over. 

“Tuti,” Y/N pleaded while reaching a hand to gently clasp Tuti’s left wrist. “I’m not excusing what happened, I know this sounds crazy, but I don’t think he meant to hurt either of us. I could see it in his eyes, something spooked him.” 

“You’re damned right it’s crazy!” Tuti exclaimed. “Oh gods, Y/N, he hit you so hard you were screaming at the top of your lungs. I thought he caved in your skull! Your nose was bleeding so much…”

“Tuti,” Y/N murmured. It dawned on Y/N that it was a meaningless effort to explain their theory, especially when they realized it would require having to divulge to Tuti that they were bonded to Ardyn through the scourge. It wouldn’t take too long to put the pieces together that Ardyn was Adagium, and then both parties would be jeopardized. 

No matter how loyal Tuti was, nor sincere, Y/N knew they had to keep this to themself. It didn’t mean the situation wasn’t frustrating any less, especially when they felt alone while trying to untangle their consciousness from another. The battle was scary, but even more so was that Y/N couldn’t tell themself from Ardyn. They were one in the same. A single heartbeat and mind, converged into a vortex of sensations that the human brain couldn’t fully fathom. 

“Bleedthrough,” Y/N whispered to themself, feeling their nerves twitch from shock. Y/N dwelled on Tuti’s earlier words, how they were screaming at the top of their lungs when they couldn’t recall anything like that transpiring. It would make sense, that the body would be in full panic while the mind was trapped elsewhere. 

“Tuti?”

“Yes?” She whispered, tampering down her anger for Y/N’s sake. 

“Did Ardyn…react in any way?” 

“Y/N, I really don’t want to talk about him. Right now, I just want make sure you feel better.” 

Tuti had set a boundary, and Y/N didn’t have the heart to break it down. Y/N furrowed their brows in defeat, and once more Tuti began to fan their face while ensuring the cold compress was tucked comfortably against Y/N’s sore cheek. 

#mending shadows #ardyn x reader #ardyn x you #ardyn izunia #ardyn lucis caelum #ffxv ardyn #ff15 fanfic #ff15 ardyn #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ffxv fanfiction #ffxv fanfic #chapter 18 #gender neutral reader

[star-fall-brainrot]

shuffle units!! (and their songs)

i made shuffle units for all the other characters (and assigned songs) (btw the first person in the image is the leader so shizuku for starfall, airi for p/l and so on)

(also if theres noone specified for a song its either everyone singing or i havent decided yet)

i will change the images when i edit them so for now just starfall (and some of s/a/t) have changed appearances

Star☆Fall

a group of ex idols, performers and musicians who bonded because of their shared love of music

Comissioned songs:

ryusei no pulse (ichika cover)

if (akito cover)

Covers:

shoujo rei (ichikana)

night sky patrol of tomorrow

Stuff not in the game:

It's raining after all by tuyu

Animal by deco*27

Queen by kanaria

lag train by inabakumori

Godish by pinocchiop (shizuaki cover)

Poppin/Love

a group of idols who try to spread as much positivity as they can, even when they lack it themselves

Comissioned songs:

Tenshi no clover (minori focus)

Aoiro enogu (saki focus)

Covers:

heart forecast (minoai)

drop pop candy

Stuff not in the game:

goodbye to rock you by tuyu

cinderella by deco*27

age age again by mitchie m

monday melancholy by honeyworks

magical girl and chocolate by pinocchiop

Nature's ghost

a mishmash band of people who try to redefine music and bring back the lost sounds of nature

Comissioned songs:

hoshizora orchestra (nene focus)

magic number (toya focus)

Covers:

goodbye sengen

yuurei tokyo

lost and found

setsuna trip

Stuff not in the game:

ohedo julia night by mitchie m

queen of hearts by kanon69

positive club vs negative club by wonderful opportunity

positive parade by deco*27

Shed/a/tear

an alternative band of heavy metal musicians who love hiding riddles in their lirycs

Comissioned songs:

voices (haruka focus)

gekokujou (an focus)

Covers:

roki

shanti

brain revolution girl

Stuff not in the game:

tokyo teddy bear by neru

lavie by surii

getcha! by giga-p

casino by azari

fps by soramafuurasaka

bakushou by syudou

lost umbrella by inabakumori

Pandemonium

a string quartet that wants to break through the barrier of what it means to be a classical musician

Comissioned songs:

Color of drops (honami focus)

saisei (mafuyu focus)

Covers:

cantarella

shinkai shoujo

hello world

gehenna

it was a beautifull june

marshmary

cutlery

mkdr

shoujo rei (a kind of yoru ni kakeru situation cause s☆f also have this song)

Stuff not in the game:

magnet by minato

kareshi no jude by syudou

wozwald by niru kajitsu

gira gira by ado

what if this isnt a slave by tuyu

#pjsekai #pjsekai shuffle unit #project sekai #project sekai shuffle units #pjsekai au #project sekai au #vocaloid songs

[marxalittle]

This got so big in my notes app I had to split it into several notes.

Below the jump: I asked myself two questions and they changed the world (of Warcraft). Also, and this isn't relevant for several thousand more words, card games are very important to elves.

The household wards pulsed gently, a feeling of belonging just in the back of her mind, the Estate welcoming one of the family home. Brigade General Vereesa Windrunner, Ranger Lord of the army of Silvermoon, Meritorious Order of the Unconquered Sun (with cluster), et cetera, sighed and stood up from her desk. "Thank you, everyone. Let's call it there and we'll pick up in the morning."

If her abruptness gave any of the headquarters staff pause, they didn't show it, tossing off less-than-parade salutes and shuffling their reports, maps, scrying stones, and assorted paraphernalia back into order and taking their leave. Doubtlessly most of them would find their way to the kitchens, or the barracks mess if the Estate's cook told them off for pilfering the pantry. For her part, Vereesa left the charts and files in their working order on her desk for later, heading down the corridor and toward the east foyer, closest to the stables. Her house slippers further softened her light steps, allowing her to make it down the stairs undetected, and she stopped just shy of the foot of the stair to observe, for once, without being observed.

General Sylvanas Windrunner (inactive), former Ranger-General of the armies of Quel'Thalas, Meritorious Order of the Unconquered Sun (with cluster and braid), Banner of Thas'alah, Crimson Star (with sunburst, multiple), et cetera, was still pulling her boots off in the entryway, the jacket of her undress uniform open and her saddlebags dumped beside her. A dusty riding cloak was draped over a rack where the steward could collect it for laundering with the rest of the linens. Sitting on the bench, hauling her riding boots off and rubbing at her calves where her breeches had wrinkled under them, Sylvanas was still the very picture of a Farstrider officer, just not the sort of pictures that went up on recruitment posters. She was road-worn, slightly dirty, armed to the teeth, clearly fatigued, and perfectly capable of carrying on for another three days with a fight at the end: a ranger true in Ranger blue.

Vereesa took the last few stairs more heavily, announcing herself before she stepped into the foyer. The long ears of the old campaigner on the bench flicked toward her, and Sylvanas cast a glance over her shoulder as she fished around for slippers that fit. She favored the open, sandal type, and was having some trouble, bent forward to root under the bench, making a pair. Vereesa had always preferred the closed-heeled type, feeling that they looked marginally less ridiculous with her uniform.

"How was your trip?"

She shrugged, a neat trick in that position. "A long ride with a few short stops. Sharpshooters and master sharpshooters have been certified and sent back to their units. Silvermoon is still strange. The outposts I visited are in good repair. Personnel levels are adequate. Runestones are secure, from what I saw. Patrols could be a little more imaginative, but that's the dividend peace pays, I guess." Straightening up from the bench, she threw her saddlebags over one shoulder and strode into the house proper. Annoyingly, the slippers barely marred the effect.

Vereesa perforce followed after her, determined to take the rare opportunity to have an actual conversation with her sister. "All in your report, I suppose?" Catching up, she guided them into the quiet of the east den, cool and shaded this far into the afternoon.

If Sylvanas realized her intentions, she at least didn't fight, allowing herself to be steered. She shrugged again. "As usual."

"Sylvanas, I get reports like that all the time, in much more depth. I could read your reports if that's what I wanted. I'm asking you about the rest of it."

Rather than answer the original question, her sister blinked down at her, dressed for the workday in a fuller and finer version of the uniform they shared, and flicked her ears. "It still astonishes me that you're a Ranger Lord."

"And yet I'm not at all surprised that you've managed to avoid that honor yet again, despite the obvious advantages to having you in that room."

"I've no patience for politics anymore-- me as a Ranger Lord would be a complete disaster. The Conclave would ban me from speaking in chambers. I'd drive everyone around me to madness or sedition and drink myself insensible."

"There was a time when your manners and maneuvers in chambers were the equal to your skill in the field. The marvel of the court." She put one hand on her hip and cocked it, ears forward and eyebrows raised. A challenge, and a very deliberate one at that.

Sylvanas shifted her stance enough to cross her arms without losing the saddlebags from off her shoulder. Blank-faced, ears neutral: a wall. "And there was a time when your impulsiveness and impertinence were its despair. Times change. Even people do, eventually."

#wip #notes app #writing a whole revisionist lesbian Warcraft fanfic in your notes app #sylvanas windrunner #vereesa windrunner #sylvania #eventually #actually this happens after they hook up but because stupid reasons they don't know who the other is in context #sibling dynamics #when your sister used to outrank you and now technically you're her commander in chief #A Shattered Sword #the girls the wives

[stevesjockstrap]

Tagged by @robin-buckely 😘😘

Let your spotify predict your 2024! Shuffle your on repeat playlist, and the first twelve songs represent your 2024.

January: All Over You- Live

February: Can’t Stop- Red Hot Chili Peppers

March: Mr. Brightside- The Killers

April: Shake It- Metro Station

May: Low- Cracker

June: Mr. Jones- Counting Crows

July: Feel Good Inc.- Gorillaz

August: Heaven Beside You- Alice In Chains

September: Welcome to the Black Parade- My Chemical Romance

October: Peaches- The Presidents of the United States of America

November: Savior- Rise Against

December: Thnks fr th Mmrs- Fall Out Boy

Tagging whoever bc it’s already almost February lmao

#Okay then lol #apologizes for my shit music taste #I also don’t really use Spotify very much #about me #tagged ❣️

[nebulanewts]

Well…once again,it was a matter of time before I made one of these again so here’s the revised version of the second Nijigaku subunit shuffle I made,this time with the Future Parade trios :]

Now,I like both the CD!CS! unit combos and the FP unit combos equally but if I had to choose,these would be my favorite :] it took me a while to get this done this time,but I hope you enjoy these anyway ^^

#love live #love live! #love live! nijigasaki high school idol club #love live! nijigasaki gakuen school idol doukoukai #love live nijigasaki high school idol club #love live nijigasaki gakuen school idol doukokai #nijigasaki school idol club #nijigaku #love live nijigaku #love live nijigasaki #nijigasaki high school idol club #llsifas #sifas #video #youtube #mars babbling

[sweeterthanmydreams]

The OC Shuffle Unit Project [by Taffy]

[playlist]The culmination of several years of effort mostly consisting of delays, it's the final version of the Shuffle Unit project: 64 OCs broken up into 11 units each with a unique costume design to boot; I tried to be generous with giving them alternate hairstyles as well. You can find the full introduction up at the top followed by unit introductions, playlists, and official unit costumes.

With proper credits (name drop & link) you can dress your own OCs in these as well!

Below the cut you can find text versions of the unit introductions with some additional details.

Aquamarina

[aqua blue; summer concept K-pop Group]

A rebellious unit who's Lives are like an endless beach party full of aquatic themes & summer vibes. They focus on an upbeat pop sound and powerful dance moves. Known for their showy outfits and use of water guns during lives. Founded by Leader Shasa Aquarius (prev. of Perwinkles) and built around her image, Aquamarina has rebellious attitude with some "gal" vibes. Sub-Leader Carnelia Alkaev helps the members with training: youthful ocean-loving idol Hiromi Nakaei, the chaotic mini-skirt Queen Lóa Hazumi, and the lazy short-shorts King D'mitri Vlček.

Beat Eater • Vivid Bad Squad

Love & Girls • SNSD

Tiki-Taka (99%) • Weki Meki

Rum Pum Pum Pum - F(x)

Golden Rosetto

[golden yellow; glamorous jazzy J-pop Unit]

A glamorous unit known for their high heels, their classy & mature image, and the scarves on their costumes, which they use in their choreography. They aim for an elegant image and crisp jazzy sound. Though there were several auditions, Golden Rosetto aims to keep a small line-up led by robot Leader MirA and ballroom dancer Center Shiha who's cool, doll-like expressions set the standard for the unit's image. Flashy ex-model Kotone Nishimura & the plain but tall Youko Yamagi round out the quartet.

Never Never Give Up • Ciao Bella Cinquetti

Life Is STEP! • C-UTE

Cherry Colored Love • Sherry N' Cherry

Periwinkles

[periwinkle purple; cute concept K-pop Unit]

A cute and youthful girls' unit with a schoolgirl image; their nine-member line-up is a bi-product of the sheer number of auditions they received. A group that's always learning, they aim to do their best in song and dance. Known for their signature plaids, preppy image, and numerous charming fashionistas like Leader & Center Haoniyao Eze. On the more girlish & innocent side of the unit's image are Rai Kobayashi, Nova Tahkizaad, & Myst Bardot. Sub-Leader Rune Sibera tries to make sure each girl has a chance to be center: tech-loving Alice centers Q&A, Ranya Kamau co-centers What is Love?, Alala Koteas co-centers Oh! and Kanna Tamemi co-centers Ah-Choo.

Ah-Choo • Lovelyz

What Is Love? • Twice

Q&A• Cherry Bullet

Oh! - SNSD

Peppermints

[peppermint red; swinging Show Choir]

A peppy unit with a classy vintage look, a unified sound, and vivid swing dancing. Not a unit for the faint of heart, they're known for their rigorous training sessions and flawless performances. With their small formation and detailed marching-band inspired costumes, they blend the line between idol unit and show choir. The six members are broken into pairs of dance partners; though there's some consideration given to seniority, there is no leader. Jazz-loving robots Elloe & Megami often take Center position flanked on one side by the short duo Alessi Radiata & Lirio Alstromer and on the other side by resident perfectionists Haruna Inoue & Hae-Eun Seia.

Café Parade! • Café Parade

Dream Land! Dream World! • A・ZU・NA

Makeup Session ABC • Qu4rtz

Potato ni natte iku • Wonderlands x showtime

Midoriiro Youthful Sound Off! (MYSO!)

[bright green; dance focused J-pop Unit]

A gathering place for girls who want to enjoy some idol activities while focusing on their dance. Known for their high energy performances and ability to thrive in large venues. Their lives are characterized by an upbeat sound, intense dance numbers, and formations that spread them out to fill up large stages. Leader Oriuim Livrig values the team's lively energy; her picks from the auditionees were based on that alone bringing less-skilled but athletic members like Kawaru Rokajo, Maria Iguchi, Rig Brandt, and Araminta Ebert. Balancing it out are trained dancers Yoshimi Negiwa and Micah Rhee. As she sees it, you can learn dance but you can't learn stamina and lung capacity.

Akai Earphone • AngerMe

Refresh my Heart • MoRning Musume。'15

Zettaiteki Performer • Miraclesonic ٭ Expassion

Midnight Troupe

[midnight blue; dramatic elegant Theater Troupe]

An edgy unit with a theater theme and symphonic sound. They do their performances in dramatic costumes with a dramatic sound. Their concerts follow a plot, more like a musical, heavily utilizing story lines that are usually narrated by Rangi Vale in the role of Death, one of several resident weirdos. Their stories often have more villains or morally gray roles since Daisey Kurr, Hermes, and Flora Tahkizaad are known to argue over them. In their current play, Aisling plays the determined protagonist, Pancha Espinosa her unfortunate prince, and S'hahar Silverplume the double-crossing dragon; the other roles are the Evil Queen (Daisey), her daughter (Flora), and the Evil Witch (Hermes).

They network with other units to bring their stage-plays to life with more performers: Black Curtain is their backing band and members of MY COLOR*GLITTERING STORIES (which Pancha mentors) are brought in as ensemble members.

Sei to Shi wo wakatsu kyoukai no furuido • Sound HOrizon

Kagayaku sora no shijima ni ha • Kalafina

Parallel Hearts • FictionJunction

Miracle! Magical! Sunshine Troupe

[sunglow orange; magical kids Theater Troupe]

A fun unit with a Magical Girl & Tokusatsu theme. They put on theatrical lives full of silly songs that follow a story. Their sound and image pretty kiddie, but they appeal to anyone with joy in their heart & a love for the imaginative. Known for their quirky members like Kugumi Isotake, who doesn't want to be here, shadow-Leader Mana Kaiuwaihui's lack of solos (and any voice lines??), story-writer Ume Kuromori who can never remember her lines, tokusatsu-loving Kit Smith who approaches her roles with a little too much enthusiasm, and local clown Tamon Little who's accidentally clocked Kugumi at least three time in dance practice, and twice on stage .

Be Genki (Naseba Naru!) • Berryz Koubou

Nippon Egao Hyakkei • Momoiro Clover Z

Uh-ee • Crayon Pop

Pinkies

[baby pink; delicate girly J-pop Unit]

A childish unit with a gentle and whimsical feel to it. They specialize in cute, country, and retro songs with a soft and delicate feel. Their costumes are usually heavy in guazey fabrics, bright pastels, and pom-poms to represent their fluffy and sweet image. They follow a seniority system making Cassiel Sear their leader; she prioritizes friendship between members. The members are known for their gentle personalities (esp. Rim Baris), refined manners (esp. Heather Aveneill), soft voices (esp. Snow Lîm), and otherwise angelic or childish images (esp. Miyuki Ogawa). They're considered a little-sister unit of Periwinkles with whom they do joint practices.

Ran Ra Run ~Crazy About You~ • Country Girls

Nijiiro Letters • Cleasky

Please Miniskirt PostWoman! • S/Mileage

Black Curtain

[true black; serious Rock Band]

An edgy rock band that sets their feelings to music. They often disagree but they're on the same page when it comes to the quality of their sound. Their heavy sound and edgy image make them perfect to double as Midnight Troupe's backing band. Though they're not all as loud about it, each one is just as much a perfectionist as the other; due to a united dislike of authority there is no leader for better or worse. Pop-Punk lover Piper Sukkal'kira'na plays backing bass and provides the bulk of their vocals; song-writer & practiced guitarist Angel Rodriguez plays lead guitar and provides additional vocals; agressive rebel Rakko Kinaki works hard to impress as lead-bass; trained pianist & peace keeper Sagiso Snøherrsen provides keyboard and softer backing vocals; and the somewhat insane Clare Riis enjoyes tearing it up on the drums & laughing when the others argue.

Kanzen Kankaku Dreamer • One Ok Rock

Hey Kid, Close you eyes • AKMU

Kyouran Hey Kids • The Oral Cigarettes

Ivy & Edelweiss

[fern green; whimsical Acoustic Band]

A laid-back unit with an "open to anyone" policy and a "my pace" attitude. They focus on simple acoustic songs using whatever instrument looks fun in the moment. Known for their ability to invoke emotions especially joy, longing, and nostalgia. They like to invoke the image of a chill garden party with airy and gentle vibes. Leader Parker Corbell, prev. of Golden Rosetto, formed Ivy & Edelweiss to accomodate new members especially kids who didn't see themselves as musicians. With her on acoustic guitar and co-leader Clancy Delahaye's robust knowledge of imporvising rhythem on the open sea, they provide the instrumental groundwork that allows members Mara ki'Zemeur, Zofia by S.H., and Victor Gilani to learn at their own pace. The only ironclad rule is that everyone has take a turn singing, even if their too shy to do so normally. Like Pinkies, Ivy & Edelweiss fosters a sense of community among the members.

Oto no Naru Hou e→ • Goose House

Friends ~Unplugged 2013~ • Sakura Gakuin

Country Road • Tsuzuri Zukuri (cover)

Glittering Stories ٭ My Color

[member color or white; ethereal lyrical Dance Choir]

A soothing unit with a choir-like sound and simple dances. They focus on ballads and constellation themes. Known for their elegant ballet like dance moves (lyrical dance) and delicate harmonies. Each member is described as an individual constellation with an emphasis on showcasing their individual skills, storylines, and image colors. Leader Almondine Aeyasumear, prev. of Midnight Troupe, established the unit to accomodate new members with more elegant aesthetics and a desire to put on beautiful performances; she's represented by Corona Borealis, the Northern Crown. Lavi Ummnikkal (Leo, the lion) and Tien Janvier (Pyxis, the compass) joined to hone their talents; Center Eulalia Oudinet (Cygnus, the swan) embodies the unit's elegant aesthetic with her trained dance moves; and Aloque (Columba, the dove) and Ella Tsai (Argo Navis, the ship) bring their skills as a travelling singers and a ballroom dancer respectively. Pancha of Mightnight Troupe uses his years of choir training to help the group practice.

Ganbare Nai Yo • Juice=Juice

The Vision • Morning Musume。'16

ID Smile • 25ji, Night Code de。

#taffy's notes #original character #oc #shuffle unit #shuffle unit project

[newstfionline]

Saturday, July 9, 2022

G-20 diplomats struggle for unity on Ukraine, war’s impact (AP) Deeply divided top diplomats from the world’s richest and largest developing nations struggled to find common ground Friday over Russia’s war in Ukraine and how to deal with its global impacts. At talks that were were knocked off balance by two unrelated and unexpected political developments far from the Indonesian resort of Bali where they were meeting, Group of 20 foreign ministers heard an emotional plea for unity and an end to the war from their Indonesian host. Yet, consensus appeared to remain elusive amid deepening East-West splits driven by China and Russia on one side and the United States and Europe on the other. The meeting opened only hours after British Prime Minister Boris Johnson announced his resignation Thursday, prompting his Foreign Secretary Liz Truss to depart, and was just underway when former Japanese Prime Minister Shinzo Abe was shot.

Everyday violence (NYT) Since a gunman killed seven people at a Chicago suburb’s July 4 parade, more than 160 people have died from other gun homicides across the country. In Chicago alone, at least 10 people were killed in multiple shootings during the holiday weekend. These everyday killings received far less attention than the mass murder at the parade. But they are the standard for American gun violence: More than 95 percent of gun homicides this year have been shootings with one to three victims.

Mexico announces corruption probe into ex-president Peña Nieto (Washington Post) Mexican prosecutors are investigating former president Enrique Peña Nieto in a case involving the suspicious movements of millions of dollars, authorities said Thursday. It was the first announcement of a corruption probe into the ex-leader. Pablo Gómez, head of the Treasury Ministry’s financial crimes unit, told reporters that officials had detected “a scheme through which a former president received economic benefits.” No Mexican president has ever been charged with stealing funds, despite a long history of corruption in the government. Peña Nieto’s party was trounced in 2018 in an election seen as a referendum on official graft. Andrés Manuel López Obrador, a standard-bearer of the left, won an overwhelming victory by promising to fight such behavior. Yet he has made limited progress in cleaning up politics. Analysts said it wasn’t clear whether this new investigation would be different—or if it amounted to a maneuver to strengthen López Obrador’s party before state elections next year, and the presidential balloting in 2024.

UK Power Shuffle Begins (1440) UK Prime Minister Boris Johnson announced yesterday he would resign once his successor is chosen, setting off a scramble in the governing Conservative Party to select the country’s next leader. Top contenders will begin jockeying to replace Johnson next week, with party lawmakers holding a number of elimination-style voting rounds until only two candidates remain. Card-carrying Conservatives around the UK will then vote by mail to decide the winner, though it remains unclear whether a final vote will be held before a six-week summer recess that starts July 21.

With US dollar nearly equal to euro, impact is being felt (AP) The U.S. dollar has been surging so much that it’s nearly equal in value to the euro for the first time in 20 years. That trend, though, threatens to hurt American companies because their goods become more expensive for foreign buyers. If U.S. exports were to weaken as a result, so, too, would the already-slowing U.S. economy. Yet there’s a positive side for Americans, too: A stronger buck provides modest relief from runaway inflation because the vast array of goods that are imported to the U.S.—from cars and computers to toys and medical equipment—become less expensive. A strengthened dollar also delivers bargains to American tourists sightseeing in Europe, from Amsterdam to Athens. The U.S. Dollar Index, which measures the value of American money against six major foreign currencies, has jumped nearly 12% this year to a two-decade high. The euro is now worth just under $1.02. The dollar is climbing mainly because the Federal Reserve is raising interest rates more aggressively than central banks in other countries are in its effort to cool the hottest U.S. inflation in four decades. The Fed’s rate hikes cause yields on U.S. Treasurys to rise, which attracts investors seeking richer yields than they can get elsewhere in the world. This increased demand for dollar-denominated securities, in turn, boosts the dollar’s value.

Another day of loss in Ukraine (AP) She had gone out to feed the cats when the shelling began. It was afternoon, a residential neighborhood, a time to get errands done. But there is nothing routine about life near the front line in Ukraine. Kharkiv, the country’s second-largest city and a short drive from the Russian border, lives with the low thunder of distant artillery and the sickening booms of shells exploding much closer to home. Natalia Kolesnik, like other residents, learned to live with the risks. Then, in a grassy courtyard on a hot and sweaty Thursday, the shelling caught her. She was one of three bodies on the littered ground. It was just one day in Kharkiv, where hundreds have died in 19 weeks of war. As Russia reassembles its troops to try to capture more territory in eastern Ukraine, it is safe to say more dead are to come. As of Sunday, the United Nations human rights office had verified at least 4,889 civilians killed across Ukraine since Russia’s invasion, a number it said likely represented a vast undercount.

Foreign fighters under fire (NYT) Many Western combat veterans answered President Volodymyr Zelensky’s call to fight for Ukraine in the early days of the invasion. They are now grappling with the grueling reality of a war unlike any they have seen. “This is way more intense than what I saw in Afghanistan,” one former U.S. Army paratrooper said. “This is combat, combat.” An adviser to Zelensky estimates that about 1,000 fighters from abroad have participated in battles against Russian forces. But no one knows for sure. Hundreds or thousands more have come to help with noncombat duties. Many are American and British veterans of the wars in Afghanistan and Iraq, where they could count on calling in airstrikes for protection. In Ukraine, the military effort is essentially bare-bones, with Ukrainian forces and their allies facing a larger and better armed Russian force without basics, like steady meals, or the tools of modern warfare that would help them level the field. Reports have surfaced of at least four American deaths on the battlefield, including that of Stephen Zabielski, 52, an Army veteran who was killed in May after stepping on a land mine.

Sri Lanka’s IMF talks falter (Foreign Policy) Ten days of critical negotiations between Sri Lanka’s government and the International Monetary Fund ended last Thursday with no agreement on a new bailout package for the free-falling Sri Lankan economy. The country is suffering through its worst economic crisis since independence, with record-low foreign exchange levels and acute fuel and food shortages. Saddled with $51 billion in foreign debt, Sri Lanka’s economy is expected to contract by up to 6-7 percent this year. The IMF vows to continue talks. However, Colombo itself admits the road to an agreement isn’t straightforward. On Tuesday, Sri Lankan Prime Minister Ranil Wickremesinghe—who has been strikingly blunt in his public messaging about the difficulties of economic recovery since taking office in May—told lawmakers that talks will be more difficult than they have been in previous negotiations with the IMF. That’s because in the past, Sri Lanka entered negotiations as a “developing country,” but today it’s a “bankrupt country.”

China demands end to US-Taiwan military ‘collusion’ (AP) China has demanded the U.S. cease military “collusion” with Taiwan during a virtual meeting between the joint chiefs of staff from the two countries whose relationship has grown increasingly fractious. Gen. Li Zuocheng told Gen. Mark Milley on Thursday that China had “no room for compromise” on issues affecting its “core interests,” which include self-governing Taiwan, which Beijing claims as its own territory to be annexed by force if necessary. “China demands the U.S. ... cease reversing history, cease U.S.-Taiwan military collusion and avoid impacting China-U.S. ties and stability in the Taiwan Strait,” Li said. At the same meeting in Singapore, Austin said China was causing instability with its claim to Taiwan and its increased military activity in the area. And in May, U.S. Secretary of State Antony Blinken called China the “most serious long-term challenge to the international order” for the United States, with its claims to Taiwan and efforts to dominate the strategic South China Sea, prompting an angry response from Beijing.

World stunned by Abe’s death in light of Japan’s gun laws (AP) The assassination of former Prime Minister Shinzo Abe in broad daylight Friday shocked a world that has come to associate Japan with relatively low crime and strict gun control. Japan’s longest-serving prime minister, Abe was shot in the back while campaigning in the city of Nara for parliamentary candidates. He died at a hospital, two days before the election. The suspect apparently circumvented the nation’s ultra-tight gun regulations by building his own weapon. Police said the 15-inch (40-centimeter) device was obviously homemade, and one expert compared it to a muzzle-loading gun. Authorities confiscated similar weapons when they raided the suspect’s nearby one-room apartment. Fatal gun violence is virtually unheard of in Japan, and most Japanese go through life without ever handling, or even seeing, a real gun. With a population of 125 million, the country had just 10 gun-related criminal cases last year, resulting in a single death and four injuries, according to police. Eight of those cases were gang-related. The densely populated capital of Tokyo had zero gun incidents, injuries or deaths during that same year.

Nigeria raid and ambush (Reuters) The Islamic State took responsibility Wednesday for a raid Tuesday night on a Nigerian prison in the capital Abuja. The prison holds 900 inmates and 879 of them escaped. At latest count, 443 inmates remained at large. Shuaib Belgore, permanent secretary at Nigeria's interior ministry, told reporters a security officer was killed during the raid and three others were injured. He said suspected Boko Haram attackers had come for other gang members being held in the prison. The raid highlights Nigeria's security challenges, which are spreading from the northern regions where armed insurgents and gangs are rife. In a separate attack Wednesday, President Muhammadu Buhari's convoy carrying an advance team of security guards, protocol, and media officers was ambushed. Buhari was not in the convoy and the attackers were repelled by the military, police, and security personnel accompanying the convoy.

#headlines #news

[eir-parade]

Polar|Star (P|S)

Leo/Need Adjacent Band

A group of music enthusiasts finding comfort in one another through their own music. Made with and for each other.

Hoshino Ichika - Vocalist, Guitarist, Partial Lyricist. Losing her passion for music, she wants to relearn what it means to enjoy music.

Asahina Mafuyu - Keyboardist, Partial Lyricist. Wants to find herself and feels as if music is the correct direction.

Shiraishi An - Drummer. After learning the truth of RAD WEEKEND, An lost her aspiration of trying to surpass it but also out of respect for Nagi. Ever since though, she has been having difficulty trying to understand her music.

Kiritani Haruka - Bassist, Composer. After quitting being an idol, Haruka found her way with a new instrument, showing her feelings in a new way.

SEKAI: Empty Assembly SEKAI

Similar to the Empty SEKAI where it’s just a huge white area, except in the design of a School Assembly Hall.

Despite there being a stage, the Hall itself seems to expand on forever.

School desks and chairs haphazardly dotted about in the Hall, blank sheets or paper with garbled writing strewn out on the desks and the floor.

First Virtual Singer

Hatsune Miku - Is basically like Niigo Miku. Acts like a calming presence to the others.

Virtual Singers

Order of Appearance (StC)

All act fairly similar to their Nightcord selves (blame Mafuyu /lh)

Megurine Luka - Tends to specifically criticise Ichika. Will read over Ichika’s lyrics or hears how she plays and will ask “is that it?” Though never actually giving the answer, Luka will nudge and hint Ichika in the correct direction. Ichika used to dislike how Luka would ‘pick on her’ but now trusts Luka’s opinion whole-heartedly.

Kagamine Rin - The group's biggest critic. Even if they think they’re doing something correctly, or playing right, Rin would immediately criticise them, telling them they’re wrong and that they should be doing it like this. Her criticism helps bring Haruka back down to Earth but causes Mafuyu immense stress and panic. Rin also acts similar to a prefect so will tell them off for running or shouting (namely An).

MEIKO - Represents distance… again. And hesitancy. Specifically An and Ichika’s hesitancy to get close to people again due to their own abandonment issues. When the group were deciding on actually becoming a full band, MEIKO directly questions An and Ichika’s dedication.

Kagamine Len - Childish. Like Niigo Len, P|S Len represents Mafuyu’s inner child, a childhood she lost. He also represents being a good student and would stress when he doesn’t get something right but also has moments where ‘slacking off’ seems to make him happy. He can also represent the other’s childhood as he can be very starry eyed.

KAITO - Anger. Pure, unadulterated rage towards Mafumom, broken promises, liars, fakes, and the world.

Subject to Change as I go on figuring out this AU more.

#project sekai #pjsk #pjsk au #pjsk unit shuffle au #my posts #parade unit shuffle #polar|star #i actually have some of their story figured out but im not gonna post it until ive fully fledged out their main story #i like have the outline but i went straight into thinking about their events too and my brain might just explode #like i basically have all of their first arc outlined as well #polar|star when they're the unit ive worked on the most #i feel so bad but rrrrRRAHHHH #they were the first unit i created because i knew instantly i wanted to put mafuyu and ichika together as two of my favourite characters #and also i just need them to interact more #so what better way than forcing them into a unit together #haruan also i felt could def fit the vibe #joke names i had for this unit were: 'something something emo band screaming about their emotions' and 'blue hair/pronouns' #as well as 'abandonment issues/perfect girls'

[echidnana]

[Image Description: A trained card of each member of the shuffle unit Smile x Parade (Airi, Emu, Saki, and Kanade) edited next to each other, cropped to center on the character's face. The cards used are from the events 'Beyond the Dream on That Day' (Airi), 'Pop In My Heart!' (Emu), 'Get over it.' (Saki), and 'Let's Enjoy Together! SpoJoy Park' (Kanade). /end ID]

Smile x Parade [PT: Smile x Parade /end PT] is a musical theatre troupe composed of troupe leader and former idol Airi, enthusiastic musical actor Emu, script writer and ensemble Saki, and composer and stage director Kanade. Together, they aim to spread happiness and smiles throughout the world!

#constellations! (a prsk unit shuffle) #our posts #prsk au #sekai shuffle #sekai shuffle au #smile x parade

[holmankeating64]

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[ryanreporting]

Salem Zombie Walk "Brains Rally 🧠" at Salem Common N Washington Square Park in Salem Town, "Witch City" Massachusetts USA

Salem Witch City Massachusetts

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Salem Town, Massachusetts Bay Colony, location of the Salem Witch Trials of 1692

Happy Halloween October 31st, The Blessed Samhain Festival, Witch's New Year, All Hallow's Eve, Wiccan Sabbat, Pagan Holiday, Fall Foliage season, Autumn Harvest, Autumnal Equinox, Blessed Mabon, Lammas / Lughnasadh, Haunted Happenings celebrations in Salem Town, Massachusetts Bay Colony, New England, USA

The City of Salem is a coastal city in Essex County, Massachusetts, in the United States and the location of The Salem witch trials of 1692.

The Salem witch trials were a series of hearings and prosecutions of people accused of witchcraft in colonial Massachusetts between February 1692 and May 1693.

Salem Town is approximately 5 miles from Salem Village which is now known as Danvers, Massachusetts

Salem is located approximately 25 miles from Boston and is available via public transportation:

From North Station, take Ipswich or Rockport trains. At Salem station, exit up stairs to Washington St.

For more information on the month of October Haunted Happenings celebrations and parade visit:

Salem Haunted Happenings

Destination Salem

Salem City Hall

93 Washington Street

PO Box 630

Salem, MA 01970

978-744-3663

Salem Witch Museum

19 1/2 N Washington Square,

Salem, MA 01970

[phone]

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SALEM ZOMBIE WALK WEEKEND 2022

Hosted by DARQ SALEM

Saturday, October 1 2022 from 11 am till 2pm

Salem Common Salem, Massachusetts 01970

The Zombiewalk Salem is once again rising up to take Halloweentown's streets!

As the yearly event shuffles along, the Zombiewalk zombie lovers

This is a Family, Fun, and FREE event for all ages, but to please the City of Salem, guidelines have to be followed, Not everything can be paid for in BRAINS!!!!!!!!

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October 1st 2022

[hereforhalstead]

Ambo 61

*Gif not mine, credits to the owner*

• Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader 

• Requested:  “I’ve missed being like this with you”

• Warnings: mention of fire/fatality/needles

• Summary: You’re instructed to contact Jay to assist with a fire you’ve been called to and he’s there to support you after dealing with your first faitality.

• Words: 3978

• A/N :  Thanks so much for this request! I’m not over struck with it and it’s quite short but wanted to get it posted - hope you enjoy xx

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Tonight was your third night shift in a row at the firehouse, starting to take its toll as you slumped around looking for any excuse to take the weight off your feet just for a few moments.

You were grateful Severide had got you the job as paramedic alongside Brett but you were now feeling like you’d been hit by a truck with all of these night shifts.

The firehouse was a close unit, everyone had each other’s back and looked out for one another. This always helped with your down days but everyone hits their breaking points and sometimes the adrenaline rush was the only thing keeping you going.

What made it worse was seeing everyone else seeming to be having the time of their lives, throwing a ball around by the trucks but you slouched in Severide’s chair with your feet kicked up on the table in front of you.

Eyes just about coming to a close as you hear that dreaded alarm which sends everyone running ‘Truck 51. Squad 3. Ambo 61 fire reported on the corner of 8th street” no matter how drained you were it was always able to put that spring in your step and you were in the ambo and out the door in seconds.

You could hear the sirens following closely behind you, scanning your wing mirror to see the parade of flashing lights that tailed down the street and towards the fire.

“You good?” Sylvie asks, snapping you out of your thoughts “night shifts taking their toll, nothing unusual” you joked but she still mirrored the look of concern on her face with her furrowed brows and occasional glare at you as she drove.

“Really I’m fine. Just looking forward to being in my own bed” you gazed out in front of you as you continued on towards the scene “Not long girl, only a few hours to go” she gives you her doting smile as she slams her foot down on the peddle to speed through an intersection

“everything alright with you and Jay?” She asks and you shrug “only see him for a few hours these days and even then it’s mostly when he’s asleep and I’m sat on the sofa wide awake” you admit, letting the words fall out of your mouth before you can even think about it.

“He’s so proud of you though” her cheery voice changes the tone of conversation “I always hear him brag about you in Molly’s, you’ve got yourself a good’un there Y/N” you feel the heat rise to your cheeks and smile creep on your face “i just miss him” you huff and reach for the energy drink that was by your side.

“I thought Jay told you to not drink those anymore” she utters as the truck comes to a stop, making her way to your side after grabbing the medic bag from the back.

“He’s not here right now” you remind her “What he doesn’t know, won’t hurt him” you add, causing her to cock her eyebrow at you and chuckle “You’re brave”.

You put Sylvies comment to the back of your mind as you head over to the scene in front of you, Casey already with his team positioning the engine by the fire hydrant across the street whist Severide and the squad were storming over to the building that was currently ablaze.

You had barely stepped over the threshold as a girl no older than 5 came sprinting towards you, wrapping herself round your legs as she clung to you with all of her might. Whilst your mind was now on the young girl, a woman who was presumably the mother quickly followed in running out of the building and towards you.

She gripped at your shoulder as Sylvie eased her off of you, stood in shock as you barely had a chance to familiarise and asses the situation before being presented with two victims.

After several rounds of tests, being confident that neither of the victims required rushing to med for urgent treatment you helped them wrap up and had the oxygen masks placed round their necks just in case they felt the need.

Whilst securing the young girls blanket you thought back to you sat in the chair an hour ago, nearly asleep and wishing to not hear that alarm but here you were.

Back with your head on the job and dedicating yourself to the people who needed you, proving to yourself that you were good enough and deserved your spot with the great team you had surrounding you.

You looked up to see the fire dwindling out and Casey rounding up his team, Severide was retracting the ladders back onto the truck as the rest of the squad shuffled out of the fragile building that barely stood in front of you. 

You were awaiting the go ahead from the Chief that you could leave, taking a swig from your energy drink and placing it back into the front of the ambo where you were earlier sat. Making your way round to the back of the truck to sit with the mother and daughter, still understandably shaken but doing well considering how bad things could have been.

“How long have you lived here?” You questioned, making small talk to pass the time and attempt to keep their minds preoccupied “Nearly 4 years, we moved in when I was pregnant and haven’t looked back since” the mother opens up, the young girl under her arm beside her.

You shifted your focus onto the girl, sat staring at the ground with her head hung low to lean on her elbows “How you doing sweetie?” You asked but didn’t get a response. The mother looked down on her daughter, you moved yourself so you could be in front of her and reach her eye level.

“You tell the lady if something hurts or you don’t feel well Claudia?” Still no response, you gently reach your hand to place on her shoulder but she flinches “It’s okay, I’m not gonna hurt you” you whisper, leaning towards her for empathy “Will my daddy be okay?” Her voice cracks and you look to the mother who looks just as puzzled as you.

“Daddy’s at work, honey?” She asks with the same panic and confusion laced in her tone “I saw him come through the back door just before the fire started” she confesses “He was with another man who told him he was in trouble” she continues and you scan around to see if they pulled anyone else out of the fire but you had no such luck.

“And you’re sure your daddy was in the house before the fire?” You yet again ask to try and get the facts before you go off and panic to one of the others “I’m positive!” She raises her voice but you try to keep her calm.

“is he going to be okay?” She probes towards her Mother but you excuse yourself to go and talk to Severide who stood on the other side of the truck with Casey.

“You guys pull anyone else out of there?” You question but can tell by the looks on their faces and the happiness in their banter they thought it was a successful save with two victims being relatively unharmed, their faces fall as they realise what you’re asking

“Just the two” Severide answers before Casey nods in agreement “Only the mother and daughter, rest of the place was clear” he adds, sounding confident in his answer. “You mind going inside to do one more double check? She seems certain her dad was inside when the place went up but the mother doesn’t seem to have a clue” you quietly recount to the two lieutenants who waste no time in rounding up a few of their team and heading back inside.

You decide to wait by the rig to avoid more questions from the victims as you really had no answers and didn’t feel right speaking to them before you knew more.

Minutes go by and your eyes are pinned to the door that the men walked through just moments before, nervously biting on your fingernails and feeling your heart pounding in your chest. Silently hoping it was from the energy drink and not the nauseous feeling you had in the pit of your stomach that you knew something wasn’t going right.

Casey appears at the door and nods his head for you to go over, you follow his command and find yourself bounding over “you might wanna call your boy toy” he murmurs, aware of the close proximity of the mother and daughter that sat close by “Jay?” You question to which he nods “We got a body.”

You do as you’re told and call Jay who you can hear immediately gathers up the available Intelligence members and leaves the district. You head back to the ambo, trying to hurry yourself but also attempting to not raise suspicion as you’re being intently watched by both the mother and daughter who sat before you “what’s going on?”

The mother stands and makes her way over to you and the front of the truck “I’m just gonna need you to stay with your daughter ma’am” you try and be as aversive as possible whilst already knowing that wasn’t going to be enough for the distressed lady “Was my husband in there?” She asks, dread and fear laced through her voice as she stands with her arms crossed over her chest trying to hold herself together.

Before you have a chance to speak, you’re interrupted by the sound of sirens coming from down the street, you turn to see several trucks speeding down towards you. Jay and Voight in the first vehicle that screeches to a stop, closely followed by Adam, Hailey and Kevin who are soon to follow suit and begin to push back nosey neighbours.

“What’s going on?” Jay heads over to you with Voight hot on his heels “Hailey” you call out to catch her attention and of course she is quick to leave the bystanders to Kevin and Adam as she joins you with Voight and Jay.

“Can you just stay with the mother? Sylvie is keeping an eye on the daughter but I need you to keep her calm” you plead and she nods and turns to introduce herself to the mother “Why don’t we take a seat?” She suggests as she geustures towards the back of the ambo where Claudia is sat.

Surprisingly she obliges and follows her guide, stopping to do the occasional double take but soon being out of sight and back with her daughter.

“You gonna tell us what’s going on?” Voight wastes not time to question as you take them over to Casey who is still in the doorway waiting for them “she said she saw her dad in the house before the fire but the mother had no idea as she thought he was at work.

They went back into investigate and” you’re cut off by a body bag passing you, the vile smell hitting you as it goes by. You quickly turn your head to try and avoid it but it was inescapable.

Jay places his hand to the top of your back as he furrows his brows in concern “you good?” He probes, concentration now more on you as Voight speaks to Casey “Good” you reassure, smile flashing on your face but he remains stern as you feel his eyes bore into you as you turn your attention back onto Voight and Casey .

“We didn’t spot it at first, he was crouched in this room that we didn’t know existed behind one of the cabinets” Casey ushers the three of you into the building, still feeling the warmth coming from the torn apart walls and the smell of ash clogging your every thought.

“Any ID?” Voight let’s himself into the room Casey had just mentioned, Jay allows you to step in first before following. The room was tiny, shocked it could fit a grown man at all, looking more like a pantry that was never used or something they intended on expanding but never did as it laid empty for all these years.

“What am I gonna tell her?” You mumble, feeling the lump in your throat and the thought of explaining the situation to the already shaken up pair sat outside “we’ll do it” Jay is quick to answer, you’re relieved to see Voight nod in agreement and not rip into Jay for speaking before thinking.

A less than helpful tendency he had when it came to you but in this case he was right as it was up to them to break the news to the family and not on you. You still wanted to be there as they relaid the heartbreaking information to the mother, being a familiar face made all the difference in these situations and whether you liked it or not you had to put that to one side and be there for support.

You watched as Jay respectfully informed the mother, watching the blood drain from her face and the strength leave her body as she began to fall to the ground.

You and Jay both instinctively lunged forward to catch her, pulling her up to now being held in Jay’s arms as she sobbed into his chest “I can’t tell Claudia, they were so close” she uttered through your tears and your heart broke, you were fortunate enough to be on the job long enough to have your fair share of threatening injuries but so far no fatalities.

You were soon learning on the job what it was like to deal with it first hand. You scan over to Hailey and Sylvie who were now both with the young girl, oblivious to her mother’s sobs as she faces away in deep distraction “why don’t we get you both to med and we can go from there?” You suggest, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder to which she nods, still buried in Jay’s chest and clutching at his arms.

You do your best to slowly unwrap her tight grasp from Jay and pull her towards you, her tear stained face was now bright red and body temperature rocketing in stress.

“Go with Y/N and we will be in touch when we have some more news” Jay consoles, still with a quiet and calming voice to try and not add to the intense situation. You had never seen him like this at work, he’d been called to a number of your jobs but only to help with rough crowds or to arrest a suspect who was injured.

He helped you through this process whether he knew it or not, if it wasn’t for him staying so calm who knows how you would’ve handled it..

Sylvie peers her head round the side of the ambo and calls out to the mother “we’ve got a little girl back here who wants her mother” she tilts her heads towards the girl before noticing the state she was in.

You give a subtle shake of your head which she thankfully spots “on second thought, why don’t you ride in the back with me and my partner will take care of your mother” she speaks to young girl in an excited tone to try and deflect away from where you were stood with Jay and the devestated woman.

“Yeah!” Claudia exclaims before climbing into the back of the ambo and settling on the seat “I can do it, I need to be with her” you hear the timid voice from beside you crack with every word. She takes a deep inhale and wipes away the tears that had stained her cheeks.

“If you need anything, give me a call no matter what hour” Jay hands her his card with a comforting smile. He flicks his eyes over you as you guide the woman towards the back of the ambo “keep me updated” he points at you to which you nod before he heads back over to join Voight who was still in the house with the rest of the team.

**

A few hours go by and you’re on your way from med, truly drained and ready to crash in your bed at the station. What started as luckily, a less than intense fire soon took a turn and had you put through your paces when you were least expecting it.

You and Sylvie both sat in silence, finishing the last of your energy drink as you toss the empty can by your feet “you still drinking that? It’s like 10pm” Sylvie chuckles as you keep your eyes staring out of the window at the darkness, her hands clinging to the steering wheel as you sat back in your seat and huffed.

“you remember the first time you see a dead body?” You question, avoiding her comments about the energy drink as you really weren’t in the mood.

“Yep. Turned up to a house call, man said his wife had been quiet and had locked herself in the bedroom, we got in and there she was laid on the floor with a needle sticking out of her arm” she woefully speaks, eyes still firmly on the road

“as much as I try and forget it, it will never leave me” she adds but you remain silent “Did you see him?” She asks to break the silence that had fallen in the ambo, the only noise being the humming of the engine and equipment clanging in the back.

“Not even, just a body bag” you admit “that shook me up enough, who knows what I’m gonna be like with an actual body” you slump further into your chair, crossing your legs in the footwell.

“maybe I’m not cut out for this” you confess and feel her eyes snap to you “are you crazy? You’ve just experienced your first fatality and you still managed to keep calm and I most importantly keep the others calm” slight strain in her voice as she continues to speak

“If you’re not doubting your job after a rough call, you didn’t do it right”.

Her words play in your mind for the rest of the journey, resting your head on the window as you pull into the station. You open the door to jump out when she tugs on your hand to stop you.

“You did good Y/N. Don’t let anyone tell you different” you give her a half hearted smile before stepping down out of the vehicle. Slamming the door behind you with a deep exhale “oh, her day has just got a whole lot better” you hear her chime, your head hanging low as you make your way over to the other side to join her.

You turn the corner to see Jay stood besides Severide, signature mischievous grin and arms outstretched towards you “you really think I wouldn’t be here waiting for you?” He questions as you stroll over to him, wanting to bound into his arms but knowing how you’d never hear the end of it from the surrounding team which now all had their eyes on you.

“come on” Sylvie grabs at Kelly’s arm “let’s give them a moment” she ushers him away from the pair of you as you stand engulfed in Jay’s arms.

“You still working?” You question, leaning into Jay’s chest as he runs his fingertips up and down your back “Finished hours ago, been waiting here for you” he mumbles into the top of your head as he places a kiss to your temple.

“Thought I could stay here tonight? Can’t sleep alone in that bed for another night, I’ll go insane” you pull back to see his toothy grin beaming down onto you as you feel your heart pull

“you’re gonna stay here? With me?” You question, still latched onto his chest as he gently pushes your hair back from your face “that alright?”.

You nod into him but still want to stay wrapped up in his presence as you feel everything wash away and all of the stress dissolve in your body when he holds you. “Come on, let’s get you to your bed” he gently taps at your lower back, signalling for you to unattach yourself from him.

You resist your urges and escape his grasp but he soon slings his arm round your shoulders to pull you back into him as you walk towards the station bunks.

“I haven’t heard great things about these from you so if I get a bad back we know why” he chuckles into your hair as he places a kiss to the side of your head as you continue to walk.

“That isn’t an energy drink I smell is it?” He pulls you under his arm and closer into him. You clear your throat as he does his best to remain stern “uh, no. Just fumes” you try to slightly pull away to reduce the smell but he had you in his hold and you both knew you weren’t getting out “ah those classic fumes, always forget about those”.

You and Jay laid in silence on your station bed, luckily in the corner to stay away from prying eyes which you know your nosey team would have.

Laying content as you find your natural position with your head on him and his arm wrapped around you, hand splayed on your hip as the other absentmindedly fiddles with your fingers resting on chest.

The silence isn’t uncomfortable and awkward, feeling the need to start small talk in efforts to make some form of conversation. Instead it’s a comfortable silence, filled with happiness and content with being back where you belong.

Jay let’s out a deep exhale as he rubs light circles into your skin but keeps his eyes on the ceiling above “you know you can always talk to me” he whispers, aware of other people in the room behind asleep.

You angle your head to look up at him, catching his attention as he glances down at you “I’ll get over it, just another day at the office” you try and make light of the situation but he wasn’t having it.

“I’m serious” he scowls but not out of anger, more of concern “I don’t want you bottling this up” he runs his thumb over your temple in a comforting motion “I won’t, I promise” you return your head back to his chest as he intertwines your fingers with his.

“I’ve missed being like this with you” he confesses, seemingly out of the blue as you return to your comfortable silence. You place a kiss to the exposed skin through the neckline of his T-shirt and nuzzle further into the crook of his neck “I missed you too”.

He lets out a content hum as he tightens his grip on your side and closing the near enough already nonexsistant gap between the pair of you “my life isn’t the same without you in it” he whispers but by this point you’ve closed your eyes and we’re dozing in and out of sleep, soothed by the soft rhythm within his chest “sleep tight baby”.

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Hello and welcome to MORE Niji uh…subunit shuffles?? Or Mars’ Selfish Time™️ part 2,this time it’s units based on the paired trios in the Future Parade PV starting with Melli ✿ Fleur (a combination of mellifluous and the French word for flower,it just made sense in my head this was also inspired by the fact that I saw a post that said goodbye LL Nijigasaki with those FP screenshots and it scared me for a second so this is how I’m calming down from that dndjdj)

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