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nerdasaurus1200 · 6 months
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#12 for either New Dream, or, if you're still talking about your ocs (it's been a while since I talked with you about your ocs!!!) can it be about Miriam and Orion???????
Yaaaasss
I’m always talking about my ocs but I haven’t talked about them lately so this is the perfect excuse to talk about them.
12- wagon ride
“You doing okay back there?” Orion asked Miriam. Miriam simply smiled at him and shrugged.
“It’s a little weird being in the back of one of these things without having to hide under a blanket.” She admitted, “But the view is much better.”
“And speaking of better, thanks to that shortcut you suggested we’re 30 minutes ahead of my itinerary!” He announced proudly. Miriam giggled and scooted forward in the wagon.
“You’re so cute when you talk about itineraries, chere.” She cooed. A blush dusted Orion’s cheeks and he grinned stupidly. Miriam smiled back at him and leaned forward to kiss his cheek…and then lurched over the bench suddenly. Orion gasped and quickly wrapped an arm over her waist to make sure she didn’t completely fall.
“What was that?!” Miriam asked, panting a little out of fear.
“We ran over a rock.” Orion deduced, “Fidella, you said there were no rocks on this path!”
Fidella whinnied indignantly, and continued to pull the carriage. Much to the mare’s delight, Orion didn’t let go of Miriam for quite a while.
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cffabioblog · 1 year
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Media Hora: Muestra científica 1+ Concierto Sandro
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Desde El FAMOSO Estudio 1 de "Prado Del Rey", En una increíble replica exacta tamaño real del patio del "Lester B. Pearson Middle School", se realiza supuestamente una feriacientífica con cualquier clase de estudiantes. Copete y Hill tratan de ganar USD $10.000. Los Dr. Profesor Fetuchinni (Jorge Porcel) y el Prof. Olmedo (Alberto Olmedo) ven lostrabajos de los estudiantes. Despues de ver el trabajo conjunto de Miriam y Tyler (DelFilm de Pixar Turning Red), ellos ven sobre química (Honey Lemon y Varian)... Dentro de ese episodio, de larga duración, incluye con un conjunto de orquestas dediferentes escuelas, bajo la dirección musical de Joe Gardner, la extraordinaria presentacióndel compositor, actor y cantante Argentino Sandro. Copyrights Miriam and Tyler© Pixar / Domee S. All Rights Reserved. Varian© Disney. All Rights Reserved. Honey Lemon© Disney / Marvel / Man Of Action. All Rights Reserved.
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wexhappyxfew · 3 months
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AND THEN THE DAWN CAME
OC masterlist for the band of brothers fic
tags to look at: #attdc #and then the dawn came #esther armstrong #mercy codona, etc….
ESTHER ‘ESSIE’, ‘FUBAR’, ARMSTRONG
-> war correspondent for the us airborne (101st, company E), trying to make a name for herself in this world by telling the stories that no one wants to tell
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MERCY ‘HALF-PINT’ CODONA
-> war photographer for the us airborne (101st, company E), esther armstrong’s most trusted companion, running from her past into a future that’s nothing more than a blur. at least a camera can keep her in the present
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MARGARETA ‘MARGOT’ GERINGHER
-> double agent for the SIS in britain, proclaimed legally dead by the world it seems, but is doing everything she can to get back at the germans, even pushing herself to the breaking point to get revenge on her mother
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LUCY GARDNER
-> rogue SOE agent with a foggy past, previously having graduated from oxford, having been stranded in both the desert in north africa and the bavarian alps, now running with the red devils to invade normandy
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ROLANDE PELLETIER
-> member of the maquis with ties to a few prison cycles in marseilles, partaking in the normandy operations, paired with a stubborn oss agent who does nothing more than sit quietly
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MILDRED ‘ MILLIE’ CARTER
-> oss agent with a traumatizing history in berlin, now freed and escaped, but with a heavy burden on her shoulders, trying to make up for something or other without getting too close to the sun
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YVETTE ST. CLAIR
-> ex maquis member, previously on the run, who lost everything but a wrist watch through the war, and is doing nothing more than trying to save the lives of people she can still save, having found herself in normandy
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JEANNIE DESCHAMPS
-> maquis member, who works covertly as a translator, knowing 5 languages, trying to save the life of a russian sniper after a freak break-out from a prison cycle in marseilles, who says knew her missing brother
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MIRIAM ‘MITZI’ ZAKHAROVA KASATKINA
-> russian sniper who found herself tangled in the lives of vichy, france, and was tried for far too many counts alongside the brother of a maquis member who helped to get her out
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PADMAVATI ‘PUJA’ SOLANKI
-> member of the british 8th army, working as a translator of 5 languages, who has a chance run-in with a few people from her past and a fellow oxford graduate
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je11ybe4r · 6 months
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astarion running his fingers through Miriam's hair, dragging them through her silky and silvery hair. It's so soft beneath his fingertips, hardly a tangle caught. Attempting to braid as she does, one stand underneath, cross over to the other side, and back again. A repetitive process till there was no more hair to gather. His work was delicate, yet his braid not as clean as her's were, but when he tied the end to secure his work, he was rewarded with a beautiful smile, like a thousand suns to burn his flesh, but he couldn't the corner of his lips to lift.
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harryforvogue · 7 months
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and on the other end of the spectrum miriam’s harry has to like beg her to wash her eyeliner off properly but miriam’s all like “it’s fine if i just use water :D
he walks in on her washing her face and it's all fine and well until she emerges with mascara dripping down her face.
"miriam," he says quietly, gripping the bathroom door with a white knuckled hold. "do you...not have micellar water? or even wipes at best?"
she's grinning at him (which is quite terrifying with how she looks right now. she's gone for black mascara and blue eyeliner today so the mixture of both smeared over her face is ... shocking). "i do."
"then why," he says, horrified, "are you not using them."
"oh i'm too lazy."
before she can wipe her face with a dry towel (and make him want the ground to swallow him), he takes her wrist and marches her back to their room. he makes her sit on the bed.
"do not touch your face."
"okay, boss." she salutes.
he comes back with two cotton pads, micellar water, and two bottles of something. she holds her hand out to grab the micellar water, but he stops her.
"no."
"no?"
"i can't trust you to do this correctly. i'm sorry."
miriam isn't offended at all. she loves when harry does her makeup, so she'll love it if he removes it too. he kneels in front of her and dampens the cotton.
"close your eyes."
"yes, boss."
he laughs softly. "don't call me that."
"yes, boyfriend."
"hmm. better. eyes closed, i said."
she does so. he's gentle about the way he lays the pads onto her eyes, lets them sit for ten seconds, and then gently begins to wipe the mascara and eyeliner away. she melts into the bed, giggling as harry works the cotton around her face. when he gets to her neck, she's fully laughing.
harry's lips twitch. "don't make me have to tie you down."
"oooh we should do that."
"miriam," he playfully warns.
she turns over, laying flat on the bed with her head hanging over. her thick curls brush the floor, and that's conversation he needs to have another time. skincare today. everything else tomorrow.
miriam lifts her chin. "i think you missed a spot on my neck."
harry leans down and kisses her cheek softly. she smells of micellar water, but he can't bring himself to care. miriam watches him with her upside down honey eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.
once she's clean, he takes the moisturizer and gently dabs it onto her face. he starts with her forehead, spreading it down to her nose, and then her cheeks.
"your hands are always so warm," miriam murmurs.
he spends a lot of time on her jaw, leaning down to press more kisses to her now soft cheeks in the process.
"hey," miriam whispers.
"yeah?"
"i wanna tell you something."
"what's that, baby?"
"i love you."
harry smiles. "enough to start taking your makeup off properly?"
she makes a show of thinking about it. then, "yes. or you can do my skincare for me every night."
harry laughs softly. once he's done, he puts the bottle away. he lifts her head from the base of her neck to avoid her losing air, and holds her up as he kisses her mouth properly. her arms come up around him from the back, fingers tangling into his soft hair.
"if that's what you want," he says against her lips. "anything for you."
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valorums · 14 days
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STATISTICAL CHARACTER PARALLEL QUIZ
take the linked quiz from the perspective of your muse(s), and share at least ten of your favorite results
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SHI’AL FINIS VALORUM
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Marianne Dashwood (Sense and Sensibility): 90%
Jasmine (Aladdin): 90%
Amy March (Little Women): 90%
Rose DeWitt Bukater (Titanic): 89%
Rarity (My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic): 89%
Olivia (Twelfth Night): 89%
Miriam Maisel (The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel): 88%
Buttercup (The Princess Bride): 88%
Princess Ariel (The Little Mermaid): 87%
Mia Dolan (La La Land): 85%
Charles Bingley (Pride and Prejudice): 85%
Princess Fiona (Shrek): 85%
Christian (Moulin Rouge!): 84%
Remy (Ratatouille): 84%
Rapunzel (Tangled): 83%
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TAGGED BY no one.
TAGGING @sunhearted, @vendettavalor, @nieithryn, @mnolith, @tapalslegacy, @luposcainus, @healingforce, @lostwcrlds, @shadowedlights, @mayxthexforce, @deficd, @strcngered, @frxncaise, @jedibattlemaster, AND YOU.
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hoodharlow · 2 years
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"It's a polo"
AN: this part of an upcoming series I have with Jack and latina nepotism baby. In this chapter they’ve been together for a while. Hopefully in a few days I’ll post when they met (if you know me and my writing you know I write and post eveything out of order lmao) <333 A huge TYYY to @cherryxcreme for being the best and cheering me on and hyping me up to start this series <333 (also I got the picks from screenshotting videos of @jackharlowsource on insta
Requested? No
Warnings: brief jealous!jack and jealous!oc (tw Anitta), smut
Word Count: 2.9k words
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“Have you seen the sunscreen?” Jack yelled from somewhere in the airbnb.
“It’s on the bed!” Miriam yelled back from their bedroom. 
“The big bottle with the yellow pump.” 
“It’s on the bed.” she repeated herself.
“The one I use because according to you is good because the others make me look like a ghost.” he said, entering their room.
“Que está en la pinche cama.” She snapped, pointing behind her. 
“Damn, that’s all you had to say, no need to yell at me.” he said, feigning offense. He plopped himself on their bed. 
Miriam rolled her eyes and grabbed one of her many garment bags that hung on the clothing rack. She unzipped it and carefully removed her outfit from the garment bag. It was a custom lavender-pink Balmain two piece skirt and top outfit. She bought it last year after seeing it on the runway, though on the runway it was periwinkle instead of lavender-pink. One of the pros of being on a first name basis with designers is that they’re always happy to customize clothes for her. 
She shimmied out of her sleep shorts and bent down to pick them up. She felt a hard smack on her ass, making her yelp in pain. She turned around to see Jack rolled over with his hand in the air, ready to smack her ass one more time. He gave her a mischievous grin. Miriam knew that smile all too well. 
“Don’t–” 
In one swift movement, he picked her up before she could finish her sentence and laid her facedown on the bed. He lifted her hips as if he was going to take her from behind, smacking her ass to the clapping beat of ‘Industry Baby.’
“Jack!” She squealed.
She felt his hand on her back, gently pushing her into the mattress. He leaned forward and kissed up her neck, whispering, “Couldn’t help myself. I love that ass.” 
“How long until you have to meet up with your team?” Miriam asked him.
“Two hours.” 
“We can do a lot of things in two hours.” She said, looking over her shoulder to meet his eyes. Her gaze dropped down to the tent in his pants. 
“You wanna fuck?” He asked her, clearing his throat.
“I mean it’s been a few days.” She said quietly. She tugged her large t-shirt over her head and rolled on her back so he had better access to her. 
“I told you to come with me to Boston.” Jack said, hovering over her. He leaned down and kissed down her neck, his hand sliding up her breasts. 
“You know I couldn't get off work–oh that feels nice.” she moaned out.
Jack gave her a chaste kiss on the lips then kissed down to her chest. He tweaked one of her nipples while he nipped and sucked her other breast. Satisfied with the lovebites on her chest, he kissed down her stomach to the band of her panties. 
He sat back on his knees and pushed her legs open. Her arousal glistened through the lace of her panties. Miriam lifted her hips, so he could remove her panties. Jack slowly pulled them off and tossed them to the side. He did the same with his clothes then climbed back in bed. He licked his lips and placed her legs over his shoulders. 
Shamelessly, he kissed her clit, making her moan. Then he wiggled his tongue at her entrance. He moaned out at her taste. To him it was the most delectable thing ever. He took his time with her. Minutes passed when he finally slid his middle and ring finger in her. She gasped at his touch. Her hands tangled in his hair pulling it for relief.
“Fuck!” She moaned out. He sped up his fingers then he slipped them out of her and rubbed her clit, bringing her to her climax. 
“Jack!” She repeated his name over and over as she came. Jack licked her release and laid back next to her. Miriam rolled over and placed her leg over his waist. 
“I love you.” She said softly. She stretched to peck his lips. 
“I love you too, Miriam.” he mumbled against her lips.
Jack pushed her hips so she was directly on top of his crotch. They kissed for what seemed like hours. Teasing touches here and there, only to end up wrapped up in each other’s arms. Jack was hugging her back while Miriam placed her hands on his chest. She slowly moved her hips against him. 
“I need you,” Miriam said against his lips.
“Mhm.” He groaned, holding her hips to buck his into hers.
“Want me on top or?”
“Ride me.” 
Miriam nodded and kissed him a few more times. She reached between them and slowly stroked Jack. Then she lifted her hips, lining herself over his cock. She slowly slid all the way down his length. She moaned out at how good Jack felt inside her. She rocked her hips against him, getting used to him. She slowly bounced herself up and down while continuing to rock her hips against his. He sat up and brought her closer to him. 
“You feel so good, Miriam.“ Jack praised after a few minutes. "Fuck, you ride me so good.”
Miriam’s arms tightened around his neck. Jack bucked his hips upwards to meet her thrusts and she let out a soft moan.
“Feel so good, Jack. Only you can make me–Jack!” she whimpered. She felt his fingers in between her thighs, rubbing her clit. 
Her orgasm came out of nowhere. She clung to Jack as she continued to ride him. He still kept thrusting into her through her orgasm. But he slowed down, letting her come back from orgasm only to take her once more. With three shallow thrusts, he pushed himself deep inside Miriam, spilling every last drop in her.
Jack slowly pulled out of Miriam and laid next to her. 
“That was…”
“Yeah,”
They both giggled, still out of breath.  They turned to their sides and looked at each other. Jack pushed back a few strands of hair that escaped Miriam’s bun. 
They went to the bathroom and helped one another clean up. Miriam, dressed in her Balmain two piece outfit, sat on the vanity touching up her makeup and watched Jack change into some cargo pants and a white polo. 
“Are you sure you don’t want to wear something more…festival-esque?” She asked him. “I packed a couple of those Valentino shirts with floral designs, you can wear one.”
“What’s wrong with my polo?”
“It’s a polo.”
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Jack sipped his water watching Miriam mingle. She was with some of her friends while he waited for his queue to go on stage. He twisted the cap tightly watching as Fai Kahdra leaned into her whisper something to her. Miriam pulled away then got on her tippy-toes to whisper back something to him. She took a step back and frowned. Fai showed her his phone, making her frown deeper as she read what was on the screen. She turned Fai’s phone to her sister and Jordyn Woods. Both women have the same frown as her. 
“I’ll be back.” Jack said, patting Urban’s knee. 
He walked up to Miriam, who was already meeting him halfway. He placed his hand on her lower back, guiding her to one of the private cabanas. “You good?” he asked. 
“Yeah, this guy from our friend group, you don’t know him– I don’t even know him that well. He was older than Kat and Joseph by like a year or two. He rarely goes out because he travels a lot since he works in his parents’ business. Anyways texted Fai because I guess his little sister snuck out and joined some random group that drove up here. It’s a mess.” she sighed. “Honestly I forgot about her, the last time I saw her was a few years back for her sweet sixteen– well I saw her family post about it.” 
“Is there anything I can do to help?”
“Nah, I think Hailey is going to ask Justin to hook them up with passes so the guy can look for the girl.” She waved him off. She inspected his arms. “I think you need to touch up on sunscreen. You’re getting a little red.”
“Shit.” Jack cursed. 
“Ten” Miriam said, pulling out a small tube of sunscreen. She squirted some on his arms and on hers as well. She was one of the rare Mexicans that managed to get sunburnt even if she had brown skin. 
“Let me get your shoulders.” he said, taking the sunscreen and putting some in his hands. He gently rubbed it on her shoulders. With his thumbed he massaged her, earning a pornographic moan from her. “Keep it in your pants Miriam.”
“You’re really good with your hands.” she murmured, moaning once more.
“I’mma stop before you get me bricked up.” 
"But I like you bricked up." Miriam smiled innocently.
"You're the worst." He grinned.
"I know."
One of Jack's managers waved him over, so one of the crew members could put on his mic. Jack lifted his hand to them, asking for a second. He turned to Miriam. "I gotta go." 
"I know." She quickly gave him la bendición and kissed him. "I'll see you in a bit."
Jack cupped her cheek and kissed her once more before heading off to where his managers were. Miriam walked over to the cabana where her friends were. She squealed in excitement when she saw Hailey. 
"Hi!" She said, tackling her into a hug.
"Hi baby!" Hailey said back. 
They caught each other up with everything that's happened in the last two weeks. They haven't seen each other since the Grammys. By the time they finished the MC announced Jack to the stage. Miriam and Hailey join the crowd near the front so they could watch him while her sister,   Jordyn and Fai stayed behind in their cabana.
After Jack performed his first song, Miriam got pissed. There weren't that many people to begin with, so it was annoying to see a good chunk of them not paying attention to him. Not to mention, there were only a handful of people singing along to him, including Miriam and Hailey. 
A girl in a crocheted tube top turned around and gave Miriam a dirty look. "Could you not sing? You're ruining my video."
"No," Miriam scoffed. "If you didn't want to hear people sing, maybe you should have come to a music festival."
"Fucking bitch." muttered the girl before walking off with her friends. 
"Well that was rude." Hailey commented. 
"I know." Miriam agreed.
The rest of Jack's set went by smoothly. Half way the crowd got more enthusiastic and sang along to his more popular songs. When it was over, Miriam and Hailey went back to their cabana. While she waited for Jack, Miriam prepped herself paloma with the drinks and mixers. She sipped it, grimacing at the weird taste of the grapefruit juice. She usually added grapefruit soda, the juice had a weird aftertaste. 
"There goes what's her face." Jordyn said to Miriam. 
"Who?" She asked.
She looked in the direction her friends were looking at and rolled her eyes. Anitta was all over Jack, trying to hug him. But he wouldn't allow her. He would take a few steps back and she would a few more to get closer. When that failed, she tried caressing his arm, but Jack clasped his hands behind his back politely nodding to whatever she was telling him. 
Hailey looked over to Miriam, cringing at the sight in front of them. "Not even Justin's fans get that…intense."
"And in broad daylight too, that's just desperate." Katalina snickered. “Not even Daisy gets that excited when she sees your man.”
"Kat, be nice." Miriam chastised her. She glanced at them and frowned at how Anitta was pressing herself onto him. "I'll be right back."
She passed her drink to her sister and made her way to them. She felt something tug at her heart, seeing his bright blue eyes filled with relief when she approached them. Miriam attached herself to Jack's side and wrapped her arm around his back while he placed his arm over her shoulders. 
"Hi Anitta." Miriam greeted her.
"Hi, I was just telling Jack that I didn't see him when I was out on stage." Anitta fake pouted.
“I didn't know you were performing, then again I only looked at the names in the big font.” Miriam said, giving Anitta a toothless smile. 
Jack covered his snort with a fake sneeze. He knew that she knew that Anitta was on the lineup. When he got back from Boston, he went over to her parents' house to help her organize her spreadsheet and itinerary. He saw how she crossed Anitta's name off the list.
“Bless you, mi vida." She said, rubbing his chest. 
"Thanks," he sniffled. He looked down at Miriam. "I'm good to go if you and your friends are."
"Okay," she nodded. 
Jack didn't even bother telling Anitta bye, but Miriam did. She looked over her shoulder and wiggled her fingers at her. She had the urge to flip her off but she didn't. It was broad daylight and people around them were already recording her and Jack. 
"You're not flipping her off are you?" Jack asked her.
Miriam gasped. "I can't believe you would think I would do something like that."
"I know you Miriam."
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For only being 5'6, Jack was struggling to get Miriam out of the van. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to get her out walking, so he just picked her up bridal-style. Miriam’s sister held the door open for him as he carried her into the airbnb. It was a big house with a small guesthouse in the back where Miriam and Jack were staying. He sat her down in one of the stools and filled her a glass of water.
"The last time I saw her this drunk was at her 21st." Katalina said. She entered the kitchen carrying her younger sister's food from Jack in the Box. 
"Hey that's mine," Miriam pointed at the milkshake. Her eyes brimmed with tears. "Jack, tell her to give it back."
"Como chingas." Her sister muttered, placing her food in front of her.
"Why are you being mean to me? You stole my food!" She cried. 
"You got it from here?" She asked Jack, dismissing Miriam’s crying. He nodded in response. "Okay I'm going to the main house. Call me if anything."
Jack waved goodbye to Kat and turned to his girlfriend. She rested her head on the marble counter and dozed off. 
"Shit," he cursed. He gently shook her shoulder. "Miriam, you have to eat something before you go to bed."
"No." She huffed. “I wanna sleep.”
“Miriam.”
“Jackman.”
“Fine, imma gonna eat your fries and milkshake.” he said, taking her food.
Miriam lifted her head and pouted. “Hey, that’s mine.”
Jack rolled his eyes and passed her her food. He watched her as she meticulously opened her taco and added a whole package of ketchup to it. She then opened a pack of ranch and dunked the taco. She then pulled out a box of chicken strips and opened another package of ranch. She scooped it out onto the lid of her chicken strips and piled on more ketchup. Before she could ask, Jack handed her a bottle of sriracha. With one of Jack’s regular fries, Miriam only eats curly fries, she mixed her sauce concoction. 
When they finished eating Jack helped her to their bedroom. While he picked out some clothes for her, he heard the shower turn on. He placed one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties on the bed for her. He went back to the kitchen and grabbed a cold water bottle from the fridge. He set it down on the nightstand along with some ibuprofen. 
He went to check on Miriam and found her sitting on the toilet with a towel wrapped around her body as she brushed her teeth. He took advantage and hopped in the shower. By the time he got out and did his night routine, Miriam was in bed wrapped up in one of her fluffy blankets. He placed his suitcase on top of the bed and rummaged through a pair of sweats. He picked a pair of grey sweats, tossing them on the bed. 
“Stop staring at me.” Jack said as he set his suitcase down. He looked over to Miriam. He knew that smirk and was not in the mood tonight. 
"C'mon Jack, don't be like that. Give me some of that sweet, sweet semen." Miriam whined as she tried to undo the towel wrapped around his hips.
Jack pushed her hands off. "No." 
"Why won't you love me!" She cried.
"What did I say about singing your ex's songs?”
“Not to do it when you’re naked.” she mumbled.
Jack dropped his towel and pulled in his sweats. He hung the towel where Miriam put hers and he turned off the bathroom light, joining her in bed. He laid on his back so she could lay her head on his chest.
“Jack?” she asked him in a quiet voice.
“Yeah?”
“In the morning can you give me some of your sweet, sweet semen?”
“Only if you're not hungover.”
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checkoutmybookshelf · 2 months
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Regency Romantasy
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So...it has been brought to my attention that I perhaps have a type, and this book ticked a lot of really good boxes for me. It's regency-inspired. It's fantasy. It's a romance. It has a chronically ill main character. It has sewing and fashion. Literally 90% of the characters are LGBTQIA. It has a BALCONY SCENE for crying out loud. It even has a gossip columnist who might be better than Lady Whistledown (do NOT come for me, Bridgerton Fandom, I said what I said). I could go on, but at that point I think we would have completely dissolved from actual review to screamed list of things I enjoyed, so let's rein it in for a minute and talk A Fragile Enchantment.
I'm going to start with setting, because while this book is regency-inspired, it also plays a little fast and loose with other historical inspirations. The reality of the blight and famine in historical Ireland (and frankly also the troubles and every time that Ireland revolted against England) was that it came after the regency, but here Niamh is the first generation after a similar event and subsequent revolt in her home country of fantasy Irel--I mean Machland. She has grown up surrounded by survivors of the blight and revolt, and like everyone who reads Maus learns, generational trauma is a BITCH. So when our dressmaker protagonist is invited to make the wedding clothes for the son of the king who murdered her people, it's politically and emotionally charged. Add to that the fact that Niamh's magic is hereditary and weirdly murdery, and yeah, things are emotional as heck.
Possibly I shouldn't relate quite so hard to a protagonist who is literally hurting herself for people who ultimately couldn't give a damn about her, but that IS my villain origin story, so all I had for Niamh was compassion at how hard a position that is to be in.
Niamh herself is beautifully written, and Saft balances all the threads tied around and pulling at Niamh's heart just beautifully. Every choice is complex and fraught, and so-deeply-ingrained-she-doesnt-even-notice-it impulse to shape herself around other people's pain and grief and comfort them instead of sitting with her own feelings is just stunningly well executed without feeling dramatic or indulgent.
Niamh is so desperate for friends, and the little ring she constructs around herself couldn't be stranger or more wonderful. From the enraged, grumpy Kit to Sinclair to Rosa and Miriam, this found family is wildly unlikely and prickly, but they fit between each other's thorns just perfectly.
And speaking of people having thorns...we need to address Kit Carmine. Younger son of a mad (and abusive before he went mad) king with an alcohol problem and green magic, our boy is GRUMPY. And BLUNT. And honestly I love him for that, because those thorns are hiding a very stressed out, distinctly squishy center. And also one that is deathly afraid of hurting people, because that's also a thing.
Kit is so tangled up between rage and duty and the few people he cares about that he and Niamh really have to work to develop a compassionate understanding based on wildly different personalities. And then you add all the imperialist and decolonizing stress between them plus the fact that KIT IS LITERALLY ABOUT TO MARRY SOMEONE ELSE and it's a whole deal.
There are so many wonderful moments in this book, it was a delight from start to finish. I objectively have more to say about this book, but I want to avoid spoilers here to inspire y'all to go read this book. I promise, it's worth it. Now, go get it and read. *shoos you toward the bookstore/library/tablet/place you get your books from*
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felassan · 1 year
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Lately there's been quite a few interviews with the creators of Dragon Age: Absolution, some of which contain interesting pieces of information about Absolution and DA generally. This post collects these together. :> it's under a cut due to length and will be updated if more info of note from interviews comes out. all infos have their sourcelink included. this post is Part 2, it spilled over into 2 parts due to character limits (Part 1 link). (Absolution spoilers under cut)
When asked about a hypothetical season two and future cameos in Absolution, Mairghread Scott said "All cards are on the table for me, my relationship with BioWare is sort've like being the fan girl in the candy store where I just sort of ask 'Ooh, what if I this, can I have this, can I have that?' And then they just tell me 'no, but maybe this instead'. If you guys have thought of a character to add to the show I've definitely also thought about that character". It will all just come down to timing & begging. John added that all characters are kind of on the table depending on timing. [source]
BioWare always have a running internal idea of what the characters are doing, even if it's not something that they're currently sharing with us. They have an idea of who is available when & who could potentially be a part of the secondary medias [source]
In terms of plans for more Absolution, Mairghread said "as a TV writer, I’ll take as many episodes and seasons as anyone will give me." [source]
Mairghread said that it was really important for her to ensure Season 1 was Miriam's story first and foremost, and that Miriam will still always be their lead. the writers care deeply about the characters they created, and Lacklon, Roland and Qwydion have always had lives and stories of their own, which she is very excited to tell them. "I’ll also throw out that I can’t wait to see how the Imperial Divine reacts to all of this. Tassia’s troubles are just starting on that front." [source]
There's no plans for possible future plans that can be shared currently [source]
DAII has a special place in John's heart, so "Any time we get a chance to go back to Kirkwall, I love it, because I think Kirkwall, in many ways, embodies one of the most fundamental truths about Thedas (and in particular, Thedas during this particular Age) which is that bad things happen, a lot, and sometimes the best you can do is take care of the people close to you—and sometimes you can’t even do that.” [source]
Mairghread: "Hawke’s success should never be diminished. I want everyone who played Hawke to feel proud of what they did (including myself). That said, Meredith was tangling with forces beyond her understanding and at the end of the show we get to see a hint of the consequences of those entanglements. No Dragon Age story is truly stand alone and events in one part of Thedas are always going to have ripples that affect the rest of the world and its characters.” [source]
The interpretation of what the worldstate is in the Absolution universe has purposefully been left up to the viewer to interpret. Mairghread and Scott cautioned against assuming there is a preferred or core canon narrative and respecting player choices was number 1 on their priorities' list when writing Absolution. they worked hard to phrase and present things ambiguously. They were very careful not to say when the Cass/Leli flashback is in the timeline or in what capacity they were speaking (Divine or not). "That flashback could have been before anyone was formally named Divine or they could have been ‘tying up loose ends’ afterwards (Neither of these women are the type to leave things half-finished)." [source]
For the Inquisition, "how you want to define ‘broke up’ and when that happened is also up to the player’s choices. Don’t take what Hira and Fairbanks say as being any more than what’s true from their point of view. Finally, for ‘Herald of Andraste’ anyone who’s ever gotten stuck with a nickname can tell you how hard it is to shake them, whether you like them or not." [source]
John: “there are so many places we’ve never gone before in the franchise, whether in the games or in the ancillary narrative products, and if I started giving my list of ‘places I want to visit’, I think I’d run out of space. I guess suffice to say I think there are an almost infinite number of interesting stories still to tell and I hope we get a chance to tell more of them." [source]
Mairghread: "We write very sympathetic villains, who are essentially encouraging you to look away from their misdeeds, but ultimately, it was really important for me to try and look them in the eye as much as we could. [...] It’s really easy in a story like Dragon Age to gloss over some of the evils of abuse, slavery, caste systems. I really felt like it was important that we look at those in a manner as realistic as we could — or as respectful as we could; it’s hard to say realistic in a fantasy setting" [source]
John: "A lot of the people living within [Tevinter] have tricked themselves or have convinced themselves that, Well, this is just the way things are. Rezaren is a person who sees, Yeah, of course, it’s unfair, of course, but this is just the world we’re in. It’s interesting, because ultimately, I think that is the Tevinter attitude for a lot of people. It also provides an interesting ability to contrast that with people who are in that society and maybe don’t see things the exact same way; they don’t just accept that this is the way things are." [source]
Why did they choose Fairbanks as the 'Ascended Extra'? Why did he die? - Mairghread said it had nothing to do with "the sheer joy it is to kill [Mercer] as many times as humanly possible. Look, I'll be honest, I really couldn't bring myself to kill Harding. Like, No, I’m still hoping to romance her. [...] We also wanted to build a real sense of danger for our characters. Having the leader of the team and the guy who in theory planned most of this die really early was a way to get the audience to understand that all bets were off the table" [source]
and lastly this whole passage [source]:
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[Part 1 link, as the character limit was reached in this post]
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twixtandshout · 9 months
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Not to get too Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons, but I think Ruby Gillman  Teenage Kraken should get to meet and be friends with Meilin Turning Red and Luca and Alberto Luca.
Admittedly there would have to be some time shenanigans to bring the Luca crowd in, but come on. Teenage (non-mutant) undercover sea monsters. (You could bring the Ninja Turtles in if you really wanted to, they’ve certainly got appropriate parallels, but that is not this post.) Ruby and Luca bond over math and their respective years in hiding. Alberto is seethingly jealous for a hot minute over Ruby’s size and powers and More people invading the friend group, but Ruby is too sweet to hate and also is totally enthralled by his stories and swimming skills, so that helps. Ruby, for her part, is tearfully thrilled to have found some Actual super seafolk besties. Connor and Giulia bond over being left behind on land but loving this new relationship with the sea, and also their respective Wheeled Sports Vehicles tm. Maybe there’s a mutual “Ruby/Connor’s gonna leave me for this person/these people who’re more like her/him,” which after the requisite teenage miscommunication angsting and shenanigans obviously gets debunked because come on, they Clearly like you, it’s just nice to have someone who Gets It. These new people aren’t Romantic Competition, they’re your new wingpeople!!
Meanwhile on the Turning Red side, obviously Margot, Trevin, and Bliss get along wonderfully with Miriam, Priya, and Abby. Abby cracks her knuckles and begins the business of badgering another shut-in into having fun. Ruby and Meilin bond over maybe being a little too anxious to tell their friends to chill out with the merchandising – look, the support is nice, but sometimes it feels a little too supportive, you know? I’m still me, even if I Am a giant creature sometimes. Much fun is had with the “We’re just Canadian!” joke. Margot and Priya go on double dates with their respective five-second girlfriends. Bliss quickly becomes Priya and her girlfriend’s third (and is advised to take anxiety medication). Trevin and Miriam have some friction at first, cause he’s a Redditor and she’s a tumblrina, but Ruby is Very tumblrcore so Trevin clearly can’t mind That much and also we are all holding hands and smooching these days. Anyway I think Miriam should introduce him to gender and crack her egg.
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lockedboxbooks · 4 months
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Video Game Muse List
All muses that are from Video Games will go on this list.
Legend of Zelda: Zelda, Tetra, Navi, Malon, Nabooru, Midna, Agitha, Telma, Sheik, Riju, Purah, Impa, Hilda, Marin
Tomb Raider: Lara Croft
Luigi's Mansion: Luigi, Queen Boo, Boos, Chambrea The Maid, Melody Pianissima, Miss Petunia, Madame Clairvoya, Clockwork Soldiers, Fem! Kruller, Queen MacFrights, Serpci, Ug, Nikki, Lindsey, and Ginny, DJ Phantasmagloria, Hellen Gravely
Wii Fit: Trainer
Triangle Combat: Frederica Aesfrost, Serenoa Wolfort, Trish, Anna Pascal, Geela Breisse, Hughette Bucklar, General Avlora, Ezana Qlinka, Hossabara Freyya, Piccoletta, Narve Oparyn.
Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night: Miriam, Dominique, Bloodless, Miriam's Clone, Demons.
Mario: Princess Peach, Princess Daisy, Rosalina, Toadette, Bowsette, Booette, Chompette.
FNAF: All the furry animatronics (Except they're all just actual furries), Vanessa/Vanny
Skull Girls: Filia, Valentine, Parasoul, Cerebella,
Guilty Gear: A.B.A, Baiken, Jack-O' Valentine, Dizzy, Elphelt Valentine, F! Bridget, Giovanna, I-No, Jam Kuradoberi,
Shantae: Shantae, Risky Boots, Rotty Tops, Skye
Hi-Fi Rush: Korsica, Peppermint
Blue Archive: Karin, Asuna
Xeno-blade Chronicles: Pyra, Mythra, Nia, Fiora, Sharla, Melia, Mio, Eunie, Sena, Morag Ladair, Brighid, Glimmer, A, Na'el, Ethel,
Genshin Impact: Mona, Rosaria, Keqing, Ganyu, Eula, Amber, Arataki Itto
Paladins: Ying,
Sonic: Rouge the Bat, Amy Rose, Vanilla the Rabbit, Blaze the Cat, Sally Acorn, Lien-Da, Fiona Fox, Mina Moongoose, Surge the Tenrec, Tangle the Lemur, Whisper the Wolf, Tikal the Echidna, Rosemary Prower, Bernadette Hedgehog, Julie-Su, Sticks the Badger, Lanoline the Sheep, Cosmo the Seedrian, Jewel the Beetle, Conquering Storm, Zeena, Alicia Acorn,
Fate: Mash, Jack the Ripper, Artoria, Mordred, Alstolfo, amamo-no-Mae, Koyanskya, Rin Tohsaka, Ishtar, Medusa, Sakura Matou, Xuanzang, Taiga Fujimura, Florence Nightingale, Illyasviel von Einzbern, Jeanne D'Arc, All Versions of the Heroic Spirits,
Street Fighter: Chun Li, Cammy White, Juri, R. Mika, Kolin, Sakura Kasugano, Decapre, Makoto, Ibuki, Laura Matsuda, Rose,
Tekken: Kunimitsu [The First], Kunimitsu [The Second], Jaycee, [Zoey Dallas] Female Tekken Force Soldier, Alisa Bosconovitch, Emile de Rochefort, Asuka Kazama, Reina Mishima, Ling Xiaoyu, Nina Williams, Anna Williams,
Soul Callibur: Ivy Valentine, Taki, Tira, Sophitia Alexandra, Cassandra Alexandra,
Blazblue: Noel Vermilion, Makoto Nanaya. Fem!Ragna, Litchi Faye Ling, Mai Natsume, Taokaka, Bullet, Es, Kokonoe, Nine the Phantom/ Konoe A.Mercury, Celica A. Mercury and Minerva, Nu-13
Metroid: Samus Aran, Dark Samus
Fire Emblem: Micaiah, Heather, Laura, Ilyanna, Jill, Fiona, Meg, Vika, Nailah, Marcia, Lethe, Elincia, Nephenee, Lucia, Calill, Astrid, Titania, Mia, Lyre, Sigrun, Sanaki, F!Robin, Lucina, Tharja, F!Byleth, Tiki,
Helltaker: Beelzebub, Judgment, Cereberus, Justice, Malina, Azazel, Modeus, Zdrada, Generic, Loremaster, Lucifer, Pandemonica
Resident Evil: Lady Alcina Dimitrescu, Cassandra, Bela, and Daniela Dimitrescu, Ashley Graham, Ada Wong, Claire Redfield, Jill Valentine,
Samurai Shodown: Iroha, Darli Dagger, Wu-Ruixiang, Charlotte Christine de Colde, Shiki, Mina Majikina, Cham Cham,
Doki Doki Literature Club: Monika, Natsuki, Sayori, Yuri
MegaMan: Tron Bonne, Roll Casket, Iris, Fairy Leviathan, Ciel
Crash Bandicoot: Tawna Bandicoot (OG and Reboot), Coco Bandicoot, Evil Coco,
King of Fighters: Mai Shiranui, King, Fem!Terry Bogard,
Goddess of Victory: Red Hood, Elegg,
Senran Kaguya: Asuka, Katsuragi, Haruka, Mirai, Hikage, Yomi, Homura, Ikaruga, Yagyuu, Hibari, Miyabi, Murasaki, Imu, Murakumo, Shiki, Yozakura, Ryoubi, Ryouna, Daidouji, Suzune, Rin,
River City Girls: Kyoko, Misako, Marian,
Splatoon: Marina, Squid Sisters, Agent 8
Overwatch: Fareeha Amari, Lena Oxton, Hana Song, Olivia Colomar, Angela Ziegler, Amélie Lacroix, Mei-Ling Zhou
SNK: Yuri Sakazaki, Blue Mary, Angel, Shermie, Chizuru Kagura, Leona Heidern,
Miscellaneous Bayonetta from Bayonetta Tifa Lockheart from Final Fantasy Carmelita Fox from Sly Cooper
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nerdasaurus1200 · 7 months
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Some love interests of my Tangled next gen kids
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cffabioblog · 2 years
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Ni Aquí No Hay Puro Football 03
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Within the framework of the "Copa Chile-Canada CopaToon President Joselino Kubitchek", we see in one of the matches of the date, this brilliant move towards the ball "Crack" stands out, the grace shot made by Flinstone of "Toonville's Team" in the 61st minute of the match . Copyrights Miriam© Pixar. All Rights Reserved. Jody© Cartoon Network / Judd W.  All Rights Reserved. Karmi© Disney / Marvel / Man Of Action.  All Rights Reserved. Elmo© Sesame Street.  All Rights Reserved. Toby© DreamWorks /Guillermo Del Toro.  All Rights Reserved. Fred Flinstone© WarnerMedia / Cartoon Network / Hanna-barbera.  All Rights Reserved. Varian© Disney.  All Rights Reserved. Philips logo© Philips. All Rights Reserved. Quilmes Logo© Soc. Elmb Quilmes S.A. All Rights Reserved. Secco logo© Produona S.A. All Rights Reserved. Antel logo© Antel. All Rights Reserved. RBS Logo© Royal Bank Of Scotland. All Rights Reserved.
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not-krys · 4 months
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WIP Wednesday: Miri and Diavolo
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Originally having a little bit of fun on Discord, was having a week™️during this one's creation and wanted something sweet.
Regular WIP Wednesday warnings apply: Raw, unedited, unfinished writing. I think this was meant to get spicy, but it never ...got there? IDK what happened, it just didn't turn that spicy.
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Black painted nails caressed Miri's cheek, the warmth of the big hand cupping her face gently, tilting it up so she looked into Diavolo's eyes.
"Are you sure it's me you want?" The words escaped her mouth, her teeth taking her lip nervously. "I… I'm a human, Diavolo."
His fingers tangled in her pink hair, always soft to the touch, and he pulled her head closer to him, kissing her pout away.
"I'm well aware of that, Miriam. And, honestly, I wouldn't have you any other way." He smiled. "I love you too much to let you go now."
He pulled her closer, setting her in his lap. His eyes were molten gold, darker with something she couldn't quite describe.
"D-Diavolo…"
A small beep rang out, making both of them turn their heads. Miri's sighed.
"My alarm… I should get be getting back."
"Please, stay this evening." His hand, large and warm, trailed down her back, resting in the smallest part of it. "Will you?"
"I… they'll be worried if I stay out too late without saying anything."
"Then, a phone call will give them reassurance of where you're staying tonight, surely?" He reached with his free hand to nearby table.
"That's… but that's my D-?"
"Hmm… who is the fastest messenger amongst those brothers of yours, Miriam?"
Miri could feel her cheeks warming.
"Mammon, perhaps? Or maybe Asmodeus?"
His hand trailed lower, making her suck in her breath.
"No, I think I know who to call."
Miri's eyes widened, seeing the name glowing on her phone.
"Wait, that's-" He pressed a finger against her lips, the dial tone sounding in the otherwise silent room.
"Hello, Miri?" the speaker's deep voice resonated.
"Lucifer!" Diavolo greeted. "Good to hear from you again."
"Lord Diavolo?" Lucifer said, "what's going on? Why do you have Miriam's D.D.D.?"
"Well, that's because she's here with me."
His knee lightly bounced, lifting her momentarily and she clung to his arm to keep balance, a gasp escaping her.
"Miri?" she heard Lucifer's voice.
"S-sorry, just lost my balance for a sec!"
"Your… balance?"
"Right!" Diavolo cut in, "I was going to ask if she could stay the night here in the castle.  Don't want her to lose her balance on her way back to the House of Lamentation."
Miri could hear Lucifer's headache forming.
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charcadett · 1 year
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OH AND BCS IM A GAY DISASTER, might I also ask 4 poly Raifort & Miriam w reader? Like pls hear me out. HEAR ME OUT. RAIFORT IS HOT, MIRIAM IS CUTE, U CANT BLAME ME 4 LIKING THEM CMON -Sincerely ur very gay ❄️Anon
I see your vision, I see your vision SO much. Honestly, this is a really cute ship and I’m more than happy to slam dunk reader right into the middle of it. The logistics I did here are Raifort and Miriam have been dating, and then you joined a little later on.
Poly Miriam and Raifort X Reader
- Pink girlfriends and purple girlfriends have existed in harmony since time began. You are more than happy to join that equation. Miriam loves it when you visit her in the nurse’s office. It gets lonely in there, and though she will always adore the students who visit her, it’s usually the kids who want an excuse to skip class. Miriam lights up like a Christmas tree when she sees you come in, and immediately presses a kiss to your lips. The nearby students usually groan, to which Miriam puts her hands on her hips and says anyone who doesn’t like it is welcome to head back to class.
- Raifort is smug that she managed to woo the angel of of the nurse’s office. She’s become even more smug ever since you joined their polycule. Everytime she catches you in the halls, it’s always with a flirty remark or a covert tap on the butt if she thinks she can get away with it. You and Miriam are her captive audience to hear all about her history lectures that she’s not allowed to talk about in class. Some bullshit about curriculum, she says. It doesn’t matter, whichever of you is free will be subject to her lecture. She rewards you with a date for being such a good sport.
- Raifort doesn’t particularly enjoy cuddling. She’s not the touchy feely type. Miriam on the other hand has her head on her chest every opportunity she can get. Sometimes you or her will manage to convince Raifort to let you place your feet in her lap. Movie nights are spent with you and Miriam tangled together with Raifort on the other end of the couch, commentating on the movie.
- The three of you take turns planning dates. Miriam prefers going out and doing activities together. Bowling, dance clubs, and rollerskating are her favorite choices. Raifort prefers museums and hiking to various historical spots. She has a map of the world hung up on the wall with thumbtacks in the places she wants to visit the most. Miriam also has a few places marked. The pink thumbtacks are hers, the purple are Raifort’s, and you’re offered whatever color you want.
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cfs-melkire · 6 months
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Sole
He couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't breathe.
He managed to get one lungful of air, one deep draught of refreshing air, down before he choked on it, before his galloping heart pulsed against the tight knot in his chest and sent his brain a message etched across a hundred thousand nerves that he was not alright, that he wouldn't be alright, that he would never be alright again.
He was the sole survivor.
Hakan broke down sobbing.
It was all a blur. Most things had been a blur since the intimacy with the twins had been kindled by Iona and then set ablaze by Elias. The loft, that had been, and the Waterways hideout after he'd confessed. He couldn't bear to think of it now but it came unbidden to his mind, the shock of the other man's touch upon Hakan's bare chest as he'd been pushed down and the other man's breath against the base of one ear as he'd whispered, "My sister and I share everything."
He hadn't known that to be the truth at the time, and so the shame and guilt of the thing had fanned the thrill into passion.
The following moons had been a tangled mess all their own, worse than his braids on their worst suns. First, Iona had asserted her rights, and the twins had bickered until they'd reached an arrangement between themselves. They had included Hakan in the conversation as an afterthought, which would have unsettled him further had he not been so completely windswept and discombobulated – that had been a fun word to learn from Lidenbok Books – by everything that had happened. Second, no one had told Raif a damned thing. The twins had seemed content on keeping the whole affair a secret from their father – as was their right, he thought, they were grown adults by the measure of Humes and children no longer – and the Viera had not been able to bring himself to so much as broach the topic, not even at a tangent.
The blur encompassed everything: his training, his idle moments walking the aqueducts, their assignments, his forays into the southern quarter, their heated interludes. He'd been living in a fog which had clouded his every waking moment. He couldn't remember much in detail.
He could remember the blood.
They'd sat down to their usual evening meal, after closing up the restaurant, only to realize that Elias was missing. He'd gone out on assignment that sun, to the western quarter, and he hadn't come back. This was not highly unusual; sometimes assignments required discretion in returning home, and such discretion often made for delays. They'd eaten without him, saved him a few cold servings to be reheated later. 
He'd not been back the following sun, either. Nor the one after that. By the third sun, Raif was shooting down Iona's requests in favor of sending Hakan out.
The blur continued. He couldn't recall what the assignment had been, nor its significance, nor how he'd picked up the trail, from where, from whom. All that he could remember was walking into the room, seeing Elias chained and hanging from the ceiling, watching Miriam's eyes grow cold as she turned and – in spite of his desperate pleas – ran Elias through with her sword.
What followed was still a blur, but he knew that they'd crossed blades, that her footwork had been impeccable, that he'd not been afforded even an instant in which to contemplate forming a mudra, and that only by dint of his greater strength had he been able to fend off her greater skill. That, in the end, he had won out because of what he was, and what she was not.
He had listened to her breathing and to her heartbeat. He had heard her decide for the lunge before she could have registered that'd made the choice.  He had parried, stepped in, and stabbed her, cut her open from her navel to her chest.
There had been nothing he could have done for Elias, no opportunity to recover his body. In truth, Hakan had barely managed to escape the building himself. He had left him there, and that would haunt him.
The blur continued. The restaurant billowing flames. Iona, badly wounded on the rooftop across the street, clutching at him, begging him to do something. There was nothing to be done. Hakan watched, horrified, as – surrounded by an entire platoon of city guards – Captain Bafram first berated a bloody, beaten Raif for his impetuousness in taking in the Viera, the self-same Viera who had slaughtered Bafram's entire gang and sent him groveling to Miriam Janeth for support, Miriam Janeth who had deputized Bafram on the spot on suspicion that Doman spies had been responsible for making the Viera disappear.
And then Captain Bafram lopped off Raif's head.
The blur continued. He wasn't sure how he'd managed it, doubling back across the city in secrecy and with Iona in tow. He could remember slamming his fist against the door and hissing, "Let us in!"
"Hakan?" grumbled a deep voice. "That you?"
"Yes, Sala, it's me. I… we need help."
"...side door's open. Quickly."
So they'd shuffled inside, themselves in shambles, and they'd had to wait out an argument between the Seeq brothers thanks to Vazz. The sandwich maker had concerns over harboring fugitives, but Iona's wounds decided the matter: neither brother could stand idly by and allow a pretty little thing like her to bleed to death. One of them had seen them to the attic, and the other had gone for a doctor who could be trusted.
It hadn't mattered. In spite of bandages, in spite of her self-control, in spite of medicines… she bled out before the doctor arrived. The blur, by some cruel trick of mercy, ended just before she did.
"We were… you were… so lucky. We don't always get… to choose. Me… Elias… you and… Soraya. Lucky. See her–"
'Again' might have been her last word, but it hadn't been.
That was what broke him.
He was still sobbing, cradling Iona in his arms, when Sala brought the doctor up.
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