#theyre not laughing either just typing furiously

[grandwretch]

fully believe that if the party could discord chat, steve and eddie would have really dramatic fights in the group chat about idk steve flirting with jonathan (in the chat. nancy was there. they were joking) or something else stupid and then someone would ping robin and she would be like "they are curled up on the couch together with the straightest faces I've ever seen"

#shut up az #steddie #it would go like this #Jonathan would use the gc to ask Nancy if she was on her way to movie night and Steve would be like oh my god Jon are you cheating on me #bc they've all been told 500 times not to use the gc to date and Steve thinks this is funnier than reminding them #and Jonathan plays along like we were always casual Steve I don't know what you expected #Argyle takes Steve's side #so Jonathan pings Eddie like ayo your bf trying to hit??? #and Eddie is like [3 paragraphs in iambic pentameter about how heartbroken he is] #and Steve is like [emoji breakdown] #and Dustin is like @robin: update? and Robin is like Eddie is literally on Steve's chest and neither one of them have flinched #theyre not laughing either just typing furiously #the bit is not a laughing matter #idk why I've decided Steve is even more dedicated to the bit than Eddie #it just feels right

[ddullahan]

Here's a prompt I've been thinking about writing but never will Ruby finds that whenever she checks out a book from the library its been checked out before by a W.Schnee as well. Like every book she chooses. So she's suuuper curious as to what type of person she is. She thinks theyre really similar because they have the same tastes in books.And they meet and she finds out that Weiss is nothing like her at all.And cute shit happens? Idk I didn't think this through 😂

BRUH WHAT THIS IS SO FUCKING CUTE I went ham on this lmao thank you so much for the prompt idea!! I picture Ruby and Weiss in their twenties in this as a PSA lol ---------- The library was solemn that afternoon. Ruby wandered the stacks, breathing in the paper and leather from the shelves around her. The tips of her fingers skimmed the spines, silver eyes drifting over with no real clarity behind them. She pulled a book free from the shelf with the title The Beast of Vale, automatically flipping it open and skimming the inside cover. Someone sneezed with the force of a gunshot in the distance and Ruby nearly dropped the book, a flustered apology whispered out of sight. She recovered with a soft giggle, tucking it under her arm. Arching up onto her toes to glance at the other covers, there was a second sneeze and another hasty apology. Ruby bit her lip to stifle another laugh, pulling a second book free, Dust Below Dawn, and set to reading the inside cover. She pinched that to her side too, reaching for a third book - and a third sneeze rocketed through the quiet library. She heard a soft swear nearby and shuffled her books into her hands, curiosity pricking at her skin. She slunk to the end of the aisle, poking her head around the corner. “Bless y-” She choked off mid-sentence, her eyes widening. The woman seated amongst the thick red leather couches was far too pretty to be real. Stark white hair draped over her shoulders in silk waves, braided at the temples and leaving the rest to fall loose. White bangs framed her brow, partially covering a thick pale scar over her left eye. Most of her face was covered by a pale blue handkerchief furiously rubbing at her nose, but Ruby could still catch the gem blue eyes squinted against the pressure. They matched the dark and light blues of her three piece suit and matching heels. She had a sleek looking laptop on the coffee table in front of her, a lipstick stained coffee cup set beside it. Accompanying the laptop were several blue-bound books stacked as far away from her as possible, without the threat of them falling off the small table. The woman sniffed daintily, catching Ruby’s movement and hastily folding her handkerchief back into her inside pocket. “Oh -” “Oh um -” Ruby stammered at the same time, nearly jumping out of her skin as those blue eyes focused completely on her. “Did I -” “Bless you!” Ruby blurted out in a panic. The woman paused, blinking at her. “...Thank you..?” “You’re pretty - Welcome!” Ruby squeaked, her heart pounding so hard she was sure she could feel it through the books clutched to her chest. “You’re pretty welcome. Yep.”    An almost invisible smile pitched the corners of the woman’s eyes, amusement coloring her tone. “Pretty welcome. That’s a new one.” Ruby flushed red to the tips of her ears, a clumsy little laugh bursting from her, unchecked. “Well I’m uh, a new one. New-new person, I mean. We’ve never met before. So I’m new. To you.” The working percentage of her brain immediately wished to crawl into a hole and never come out again. Thankfully, her flustering seemed to amuse the woman further, prompting a light, stuttering laugh from her red lips. Ruby was surprised with herself, amazed she was still standing beyond the force of that smile. “You are.” The woman said evenly. Ruby immediately wished she’d worn something nicer to the library, as the weight of those blue eyes skimmed over her attire. Big black boots and black rose stockings lead up to a simple short black dress cinched at the waist and deep red cardigan thrown haphazardly over her shoulders, the tattered ends reaching down to her ankles. The soft red sleeves were pushed up her forearms, black bracelets around her wrists and a simple black choker wrapped around her throat. She didn’t bother with make-up that day, and she bemoaned it silently. “S-so um.” She shifted awkwardly, the woman’s eyes snapped up to hers immediately, the words sticking in her throat. She swallowed and tried again, clutching her books tighter for sanity. “A-are you um. Okay? Those were some pretty powerful sneezes.” The woman’s spine stiffened a little, crossing her legs at the knee. Her hands folded over on her lap. One of her heels drifted a little loose, cruxed at the ball of her foot. She had the presence of someone three times her actual size and Ruby could only watch the transformation in awe. “I’m fine, thank you for your concern. It seems I’m mildly allergic to the dust in these books. And not the useful kind.” Her lips pursed in the semblance of a frown. “Oh, that’s tragic.” Ruby flushed back up her eyes. “I-I mean, not tragic tragic. Just, um. It sucks you can’t smell the paper without sneezing.” “Yes I...thought the same.” She tilted her head, a few strands of her hair curling over the sharp line of her shoulder. Ruby wondered absently if meeting someone gorgeous was supposed to feel like dying. “Have you read those books before?” “These?” Ruby looked down at the books in her hands like she’d forgotten they were there. Honestly it was hard to remember anything now that she could breathe. “Uh no, not yet. I was planning to check them out though.” “Dust Below Dawn is enjoyable, as long as you don’t mind egregious prose and flowery alliterations.” The woman hummed, her spine relaxing as she reached for her coffee cup. Ruby tried not to stare too hard as her pale throat bobbed with a sip. “Wow, words.” Ruby murmured under her breath, shell-shocked that she’d missed her entire sentence. “Alternatively,” The woman continued, either ignoring or missing Ruby’s lack of attention, “The Beast of Vale is a masterwork. The author spent a dangerous amount of months near Mount Glenn just researching the properties of the city and grimm surrounding.” Ruby snapped out of her daze, glancing down at her copy of The Beast of Vale in wonder. Her feet were moving before she even realised it, cardigan sweeping out in a flutter behind her as she dropped into the opposing red couch. She leaned over the books now relocated to her lap, leaning forward eagerly. “Wow so you’ve read both of these before?” It was only after a beat of silence that Ruby realised how pink the other woman’s cheeks were, how wide her eyes had grown. “I- well yes. I wouldn’t know anything about them if I had no interest.” “Do you research the authors of all the books you read?” Ruby asked curiously. “Only the ones I care deeply for. I like knowing the process involved.” “That’s super neat!” The woman blinked like she’d just been blindsided. “Thank you?” “On a scale of one through ten, what would you rate Dust Below Dawn?” Ruby bulldozed on through the conversation, gaining confidence now. “Six.” The woman replied, almost startled by her own quick response. “The Beast of Vale?” “Nine.” “Okay okay, how about - are these books yours too?” Ruby prodded the small stack closest to her, careful not to jostle the stained coffee cup. “They are.” “Have you read them already?” “...Yes.” The woman’s flush crawled higher on her cheeks, her sharp scar imperious amongst the pink. “Okay,” Ruby flipped the top book over, skimming the title. “What would you rate - oh hey, I’ve read this one! What would you rate Atlas Knights?” “Ugh, two.” The woman wrinkled her nose. “I read it faster because I wanted it over with. The main character was unbelievably whiny.” “I dunno, I was under the impression she had a hard time expressing herself.” Ruby hummed, flipping the cover over to the library checkout slip.  She found her name, R. Rose, and another below hers, W. Schnee. A bit of recognition itched at the back of her mind. The woman scoffed. “Well what rating would you give it?” Ruby’s attention switched on a dime. “Mm… probably a five.” Ruby frowned. “The world was cool. But if the main character had a hard time expressing herself, the author also didn’t give her a chance to be better. It’s like, she’s saved by her knight, but still a brat. The other characters all know she’s a brat, but none of them talk to her about it. She isn’t given a chance to be a person, she’s just given a flaw and stuck with it for the entire story.” The woman hummed in reticent agreement, reaching for her coffee again. Ruby pointedly didn’t watch this time, sliding the book aside to look at the one underneath. She made a little curious hum under her breath. “I’ve read this one too. What did you think about Song of Ice and Rust?” “Probably rated a seven or eight. I enjoyed the twist immensely.” Ruby looked up at her with a bright grin, heart thundering uncomfortably in her throat. “It was so good, wasn’t it!?” She received a small but genuine smile for her enthusiasm. It made her feel like she could fly to the rafters. “The dragon really sold it for me, I wasn’t expecting it to be the ancient king.” “Gods I read that and almost screamed - it was like three in the morning though so I had to contain myself.” “That must have been hard for you.” The woman said with false sympathy, though her smile remained curled. “Hey! I’ll have you know Miss -” Ruby glanced on the inside of the cover, finding again her name and the same W. Schnee underneath. “Schnee, I’m perfectly capable of containing myself.” “This conversation has proved otherwise.” She replied smoothly, though a bit of stiffness had returned to her spine. Her gaze seemed to be searching for something, but Ruby wasn’t really sure what it was she wanted. Shrugging it off, she moved on to the last book on the table, a small frown gracing her face. “Man this is so weird, I’ve literally read all of these.” Ruby said, tilting her head curiously. “We must have similar tastes in literature.” “We must…” Ruby squinted at the inside of the cover, spotting the same W. Schnee below her name. Something itched at the back of her mind again. She dropped the cover closed, swinging open Dust Till Dawn’s cover. There was the same simple cursive of W. Schnee. “Have you read The Nevermore’s Quarry?” Ruby asked, suddenly, looking up at her. She knew full well that book wasn’t anywhere near their little table. The woman blinked, leaning forward curiously. “Yes, I have. How did you-?” “The Harbinger Sons?” Ruby asked, silver eyes widening. “...Yes?” The woman looked equally as mystified. Her eyes drifted above Ruby’s head in thought. “Have you read Of Bones and Evil?” “Yes,” Ruby breathed, her grin growing wider by the second. “Fortune’s Fallacy?” Ruby just nodded, her entire body lighting up with a different kind of energy. “What in the world…” The woman murmured. “I think you might be my library soulmate.” Ruby said. She had no idea someone could turn so red in such a short time, admiring the flush under the woman’s scar. Ruby was almost entertained, watching as she sputtered in the cutest kind of fluster. “Y-you can’t just say that to someone!” She stammered. Ruby’s confidence came roaring to life. She pouted. “So that means I can’t ask you out either?” “I- what.” Blue eyes blinked rapidly, the very picture of an error message written in human form. “I thought your name looked familiar. I’ve been reading the same books as you for almost a year straight.” Ruby tried not to show how much her palms were sweating, nerves shuffling in cold versus the warm wake of her momentary confidence. Predictably, her mouth started running without her permission.“I think we have a lot in common and I’d like to get to know you and maybe possibly talk more about books when I don’t look like a scrub. You’re like, other-worldly gorgeous and you’re so far out of my league but my sister says I can’t write anything off without trying it first and I figured I’d try it out y’know, benefit of the doubt and holy moly I’ve been talking for way too long-” “You only know my name from the books we’ve read?” The woman spoke it more like a statement, almost like she couldn’t believe what she was saying. “Um. I mean I’d like to know your first name. But, yeah.” Ruby gave in and brushed her palms down the front of her skirt, fingers starting to shake with adrenaline. “Weiss.” She replied absently. “Weiss Schnee.” Ruby’s lips twitched into a nervous smile. “Ruby Rose.” Weiss gave her a once over, the astonishment fading into something entirely different. Her gaze carried a weight to it that had Ruby’s palms sweating double time, her twitchy fingers immediately fiddling with her red cardigan. “...Alright.” Weiss gave a slow, smooth smile. Ruby almost passed out. “Wh- really?” “Do you have a pen on you?” “I- yes!” Ruby all but evacuated the library ten minutes later, a number written on the back of her hand next to a clear, red lipstick stain. She nearly ran into a pole, but she knew it’d be ten thousand percent worth it. She couldn’t wait to see the look on Yang’s face.

#i'm sorry it's so long but i took it and fuckin ran like the wind #i love these prompts #thank you so much astraskylark #you've fueled my whiterose obsession #rwby #whiterose #ruby rose #weiss schnee #ask prompt #fic prompt

[d-noona]

EUPHORIA

Summary: Y/N’s best friend literally throws her out to the Lions den to be devoured by a new acquaintance Jeon Jungkook. She unravels her inner desires with a man that has only one thing in mind. To deflower her.

Words: 1351 words

Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Chapter 02 - The Bar

CH. 01 - THE LITTLE BLACK DRESS

Y/N L/N was definitely NOT a party goer. She prefers to stay at home, plopped on her very single comfy bed, piled up with her teddies, kumamon, kero-keropi and assorted beanie babies. Y/N is turning 25 years old in a months time and has been single since birth. Her long wavy hair reaching just the top of her breast is adored by many, almond eyes swimming in the warmth of its hazel brown color, her caramel tanned skin, and a little more to love on the side. Her height is fairly average, but her breasts are more than plump.

More than, being an under statement as her cup size shouts double dang to the world so is her butt. Though despite this she prefers to hide her curves with baggy clothes, preferably hoodies and big pants. On a normal day, she prefers reading a book, any kind of book, doesn't matter what kind of genre it is, or probably just snack on munchies while watching anything on Netflix. Taking photos for her work, and sleeping endlessly. Y/N has never been confident about her looks, though more often than not her friends keeps assuring her otherwise. She just doesn't get it. This said, she prefers to just be alone and hide from people.

The only way for Y/N to get out of her flat is when her best friend literally drags her out of the unit. Miles Garcia, her renowned bestie for more than a decade is definitely a social butterfly. They met during college, Y/N went to a very famous Catholic all girls university, and Miles from an established Co-Ed Uni. They both clicked right away after watching some local band. Y/N was drawn to Miles, same as Miles to Y/N.

Y/N always recalled her bestie as the life of the party, her intense lust for life allures both men and women to come up to her and worship the ground she walked on. She's 25 years old, beautiful flawless skin, big brown eyes, luscious lips with a very petite figure, standing at least five foot three inches.

It was just a normal night in for Y/N, she sat on her bed, with a box of tissue on her bed side table, a bowl of her favorite chips on her lap and her TV light up as she scans the channels hoping to catch the next episode of Riverdale. She jerks in surprise as Miles comes barging in her room with an annoyed expression on her face. Judging from what her best friend was wearing she slowly feels her anxiety rise to the surface.

Oh no...here we go again....

Y/N snaps from her thought as Miles starts opening her dresser. "You need to get out or else you'll end up old, alone and weary." Miles continues as she throws a couple of outfit on Y/N's bed. "I was out earlier for your information. I went to the grocery and got these," as she points to her Doritos lazily laying on the bowl which was on top of her bed "Plus how dare you say that I'm alone? You have way too many personalities. I cant even handle. I'm good"

"Well youre gonna die a virgin" her best friend snaps back at her. Trying her best to avoid her friend she continues to munch on her chips. "I am not having that. Come on Y/N. Just for one night. Be with me? It'll be fun."

"No. Thank you" quick to answer, Y/N stands up from her bed and strides along her kitchen to grab a can of soda, then goes back to sit on her bed with Miles following her every step, once back in Y/N's room, she sits facing her. "PLEASSSEEE? I'll trade you" says her best friend. Y/N quirks up an eyebrow at Miles in curiousity wondering what her friend was offering her this time. She humms and shrugs knowing that her friend may be up to no good.

"Come on. I'll get you that camera you want! Your birthday is in a month. Its the perfect timing too. You need a new one for work you say. If you go with me tonight. I'm buying the darn thing the day after tomorrow! I promise. Pleaaaasseee bae" she whines.

Y/N, wide eyed staring at her friend, in denial. If there was one thing her best friend was good at, it was forgetting her promises but either way she just lets it slide, however this time around she was slowly considering the offer since she needs the new equipment for work. "Whats in it for you?" Knowing that there could be a reason why her friend came barging in her apartment late at night.

"I met this guy...." Miles trails off. Y/N interupts her "AHA! I knew it. Hoe!" Y/N smirks at her friend.

"Hardly. He's just too good to resist. Plus he's bringing a friend. Come on be humane. We dont want some poor stranger third wheeling with me and Suga"

Y/N chuckles at the name "Suga? Seriously??? Mileeeesss...." as she tilts her head to the side.

Her friend laughs along with her "Dont be so judgemental, its his stage name. He's a rapper for your information. Duhhhh. His real name is Min Yoongi, met him and his friend at the local cafe where you get your caffeine addiction. Plus theyre smoking hot. I prefer you lose your damn virginity to someone who knows what theyre doing" Y/N knows she will never win this battle with Miles, however she definitely wont come down without a fight for her alone time. NO WAY will she lose her virginity to some random stranger she sighs "hmmm...lets see, camera that'll be a Canon D40, an extra lens and coffee for a week or else no deal."

"Bae. Too much. My ass doesnt poop out gold nor cash. A camera and coffee for two weeks?" Miles says hopefully as she checks out the time. She has an hour to get her best friend to agree. "Camera and coffee for two weeks plus a bagle on the side." She quickly reponds.

"Fine. Deal" as Miles smirks at her friend, Y/N reaches out her hand to Miles and made a pinky promise in attempts to solidify the verbal agreement.

Rummaging through Y/N's dresser was a torture for Miles knowing her friend doesnt really like wearing girly outfits. She however finds a pot of gold when she pushes Y/N's clothes to the side to see a very familiar box. It was her gift from last year. A number specifically Miles got for Y/N which she has never worn much to her disappointment. The black spaghetti strapped dress was a few inches above the knee, with a slit on its left side. It was classy. Not trashy. She knows Y/N had all the right curves and would look amazing in the dress but her best friend never took the chance.

"Go take a shower. You reek by the way and put this on" as Miles throws the dress on Y/N's bed. Stunned, Y/N pulls the dress and shakes her head as her brain cries for help

Oh no. No. No. Heck no....

"I am not wearing THAT!" Y/N pushes the dress away from her.

"You Missy have no say. Youve made your bargain. I get to choose your dress and your look tonight. You get your coffee and camera plus your bagle with my left pinky toe as a bonus. Now go!" Miles laughs at her friend with her finger shaking furiously.

Oh God have mercy on my poor soul...

"Fine" she huffs.

After her shower, Y/N quickly blow dries her hair and changed into the God forbidden outfit her best friend has thrown at her. Miles starts doing Y/N's make up and hair. "Do you have heels?" she asks.

"Do I look like the type of person that does?" Y/N replies sarcastically. "Shit. Oh. Wait. Yeah I think I got something" Miles quickly stands up from Y/N's bed, and looks into Y/N's cabinet.

Y/N on the other hand was examining how she looked on her mirror. She feels both her insecurity and anxiety building up. She whips her head to her friend with a sigh as Miles was busy trying to find a solution for the problem at hand. "Miles. Isnt this too revealing?" She says.

"Gotcha!!!" Her friend exclaimed whilst holding a denim jacket and a pair of Stanley Smiths. "The heck are you talking about. You look hot! Here, put this on. Casual but sexy" says her friend.

Y/N does what she's told. Then looks back at the mirror. "I can work with this" she nods in approval. "Good. You look amazing. I know I look amazing. Were late. Lets go"

#bts #jeon jungkook #kim taehyung #park jimin #jung hoseok #kim seokjin #min yoongi #kim namjoon #bangtan sonyeandan #jungkook #kookie #taehyung #yoongi #jimin #nochu #taetae #hoseok #seokjin #chimchim #fanfic #justin seagull #international playboy

[thndrcat]

opinions of signs as people i know

(im a pisces sun and gemini moon)

aries: so good in every way i don’t know how they do what they do. down to earth and honest, will always give you a legitimate answer. genuinely cares about all their friends, witty as fuck. always positive and sends out gud vibes. somehow procrastinates on shit for hours but gets it done. they throw shade tactfully so no one ever knows. forgetful at times.

taurus: forgets how great they are at times, but can end up wallowing in self-pity. super procrastinators, extremely welcoming as a person and probably is cool with u. excellent cookers. subtweets a lot. treats u like family, but you’ll know if they dislike you. great taste in music. all memories with them are good ones, unless u piss them off. always has a lot on their mind. good people if u need to vent to someone. highly valued friends.

gemini: absolutely wonderful, is actually the living embodiment of sunshine. truly just wants the best for u. has their days, but who doesn’t. prone to anxiety. has a line for everything. youre either their friend or you want to be. witty as hell the one thing that’s true, loves to make people laugh and build relationships. loves to be involved, can adapt well. sometimes is overwhelmed by life. someone who will go out of their way to help u. book smart but often naive. dont dismiss them because theyre a gemini, they are more than worth ur time.

cancer: sweet like diabetes bruh. they honest to god radiate positive and good vibes. thinks theyre living in a disney channel movie. i always picture them with a smile. empathetic, willing to help. makes a bigger deal than it is and cry for ages, or theyll brush it off like it never happened. forgiving. dont take advantage of it, eventually theyll stop coming back around and it will hurt. gets carried away at times and will manipulate stories. likes laughing at dumb things.

leo: steals the show, if u find out someones a leo it makes sense. furiously protective, would probably die for their friends. so great with people but often loses focus. doesnt cope well, but they will deal with things. more sensitive than u think. loves to laugh, ur stomach will hurt when ur with them. a foodie. wants u to do ur best. sometimes its hard to tell whether theyre serious or not. always on their phones and enjoys a good meme.

libra: every single libra ive met is like my bff. rapid talkers, always have something going on in their head and they’re constantly thinking, it’s insane. probably going to be ballin by age 20. truly beautiful inside and out. indecisive as fuck which can lead to real life problems and lots of dilemmas. loves telling a good story and likes having attention. gets good gifts. has a great sense of style. wants to explore the world. appreciates little things. can listen to any type of music i swear

virgo: the ones i know i have gorgeous eyes. often lets their priorities slip. in great shape. humbled, ive never heard one brag or talk about themselves. good at reading people. has a small group of friends that they love deeply. will listen to you. loves adventures and new things. looks for improvement. gets hung up on the wrong things. the last person to talk about their feelings. always looks like theyre up to something. 

scorpio: true embodiment of emo. is always wearing a bitch face, but you get to know them and they will treat you like they’ve known u for their whole life. down to do legit anything. someone you can sit in silence with for hours and have it not feel awkward. lots of trust issues. bad with breakups and letting go. goofy as hell. loves writing. if they let u in be thankful. 

sagittarius: will show u a good time, you could spend days with them and never get bored. youll know if they dont like u. notoriously flaky. generally pretty attractive. has 10 bitches on call. doesnt fall easily, but when they do its hard. can act sort of ditsy sometimes, dont let that fool u. class clown. theyre paying attention a lot more than u might think. very selective on what they want to put their effort towards. dont get emotionally attached to one unless u wanna get wrecked

capricorn: individualistic as fuck, each one has their own really unique style. killer sense of humor. screaming deep down inside. best at decision making and prioritizing for success, but sometimes it can be difficult to follow through. does stuff on their own terms. u think theyre high all the time, but thats just who they are. they probably smoke too though. will stick through thick and thin for you. can hold grudges for ages and really aloof. loves alternative music. u dont understand how great they are until u get to know one. 

aquarius: the best sense of humor, enjoys shows like The Office. as harsh as they can be, theyre kind of sensitive too? gets frustrated with friends. somewhat intimidating to approach. furiously loyal. loves to be outside and animals and shit. wants to do whats best for them and cuts off shitty people. under appreciated. never tries to look good, but when they do its like a kiss from the heavens on both of ur eyelids.  wastes time a lot. somewhat aloof until you get to know them. 

pisces: (lmao me) creative powerhouses, can spit poetry and loves lyrics with good meanings. gives too many chances to shitty people. likes to get along with everyone. down to do anything. loves to be sad as fuck and gets swallowed in self pity a lot. has individualistic opinions that they will share. craves a good relationship and good conversations. can be two faced. truly looks for the best in people. likes posting selfies. lightweight crazy bitches but in the best way. feels deeply. 

#astrology #pisces #libra #aquarius #horoscope #capricorn #virgo #scorpio #leo #aries #cancer #gemini #taurus

[daechai]

Cras and Dahlia- FFXV Ocs

Here is some info of my OCs I’ve been working on haha

Cras: Hunter, formal imperial noble -Healer,can hack slightly -Sexuality: Gay (is in love with Charen-other oc) -Weapons: ‘Reaper’s Grip’ flaming scythe, obtained in battle with his greatest feared daemon. ‘Noceur’ dual swords, definition: one who does not sleep nor rest ‘Lethe’ Long ice sword, meaning: something to get you into oblivion/blissfull forgetfullness ‘Resfeber’ Lance given by Charen, definition: the restless race of a traveler’s heart when a journey begins, anxiety. -Loves: Charen, piercings, making salad, Dahlia (as a best friend), Later on: Prompto, Ignis, Noctis, and Gladiolus -Hobbies: Bothering people, writing, naming weapons (thus the meaning behind each one) -Traits: bit narcissistic, chicken when it comes to fighting alone, social, lazy at times, very confident but doesnt think before he acts, serious in times of healing Appearance: Pink short hair, slightly pale skin with light (almost grey) brown eyes, a mole instead of the traditional cras freckles, piercings (3 in both ears and one on lip) Tattoos: 1 of grima in his back bc he is a nerd/ some bands around his arms/ two sets of wings in his left hand (the one he writes with) that reminds him of Charen/ one he got in his left writst with Dahlia because of one particular mission, very tall, has good build. Usually wears a normal black shirt and some dark blue jeans with some belts and straps on the sides. He also wears light shoes like converse or boots when the weather/traveling needs it. Usually has a small sports backpack in which he keeps his medical supplies as well as his computer, food, and other essentials. He also has some chains and leader straps around his arms because apparently they look cool?? He has some scars along his back and behind his legs and a small one at the side of his neck (courtesy of Dahlia when they first met). Has Charen’s hunter dog tag instead of his because his family wouldnt bother finding him and Charen dissapeared.

Dahlia: Hunter, formal resident of Lucis -Tactitian, is a pretty good shot -Sexuality: Bisexual -Weapons: 'Seldom’ sniper, she believes that wishing for something gives you the opposite so in this case this will give her more shots than random hits. 'Nepenthe'dual guns, def: something that can make you forget grief or suffering 'Kairos’ ice sphear, def: the perfect, delicate, crucial moment (suggested by Cras, Dahlia loved it) 'Convivencia’ long sword (given by her family and named by Cras- they both share the sword at times in battle) Loves: Prompto (later on ooo), Cras (as a best friend), piercings, traveling, her weapons, and (later on) Ignis, Noctis, and Gladiolus Hobbies: writing (journal keeping), traveling, archery/shooting (helps her with aim) Traits: Strong, sometimes stern, usually angry with Cras,has a very lovely smile and laugh (even when she barely does it),a no-bs kind of person, enjoys jokes and can be sarcastic Appearance: Slightly dark/tan skin, brown dark hair and grey eyes, piercings (4 in both ears), Tattoos: one on her right wrist she got with Cras because of a particular mission, slightly shorter than average and fairly built, usually wears a dark grey tank top with black cargo pants (with lots of pockets) and belts on her waist and sides to keep her dual guns nearby, she also usually wears a long cammo green jacket with loads of pockets as well as a hoodie. When it’s cold she wears a snow blue jacket with a fuzzy hoodie (belonging to her father), she also wears black cammo boots usually or black boots with heels at times when travelling. Sometimes she styles her hair with braids and designs if in a good mood but usually pulls it up into a ponytail on missions (only lets her hair down when chilling). She has a few scars on her back, some in her arms (shoulders) one on her eyebrow and a very small one on her lip. She keeps her dog tag on her neck to at least have her family know where she was all along when died (she asked Cras to be the one to give her tag to her family and no one else).

Trivia: -Cras and Dahlia have a very close sibling like relationship, at first ordered at a mission together by Dave because they wouldnt stop fighting with each other and later becoming best friends. -Cras absolutely is in love with Charen and wont stop talking about him, nobody knows who he is or whether or not he exists except for Dahlia who has met him like twice. -Cras is a complete coward when fighting at night and usually complains to Dahlia since she stays far away to accurately snipe. -Dahlia at times in response shoots a few 'warning’ shots towards him when he keeps complaining about it. -The only time Cras every gets serious is when attending someone with medical needs of important issues about Charen. -Dahlia is very smart and good at tactics (including buying and handling stuff) while Cras is very smart in academics as well as computers. -Dahlia later develops a crush on prompto, usually sketching out the pictures he takes but her self esteem (especially about her family problems, partner from before, and such) keeps her away from him. -Cras loves to tease and bother Dahlia and she probably wants to kill him by now. -Dahlia doesnt mind seeing the guts of humans and creatures alike while Cras internally screams inside (usually gets over it when being a healer). -Cras owns a motorcycle and Dahlia usually hops in as well behind him. -Theyre both known as the notorious pair of hunters who wont stop bickering at each other during missions

Some backstory: When she was young,Dahlia actually fell into a coma for unexplainable reasons for a long period of time. When she came back to consciousness, her family was utterly worried and wouldnt let her be for days. Because of the medical bills, her family started struggling financially and she felt extremely guilty about it. She slowly kept falling deep and deeper into self hate and feeling like a burden thus escaping to be a hunter, at least she wouldn’t cause any trouble for her family and at times could send anonymous tips of money towards them. Sometimes she takes out a picture with her brothers just to stare at it, she keeps the one with her parents hidden as it hurts her too much. Later on her travels she fell in love with a fellow hunter and was even thinking about marriage when he disappeared, she kept his dog tag with her thinking he was dead until she reached Lestallum and found him trying to live another life, acting like he didn't know her and having another love, this made her hopelessly bitter and at times sad later on in her life.

Cras was actually a son of the imperial noble families, he hated his family and having escaped multiple times he stumbled across a bar where he met Charen. He quickly fell in love with him and it became mutual. He becomes a bad boy type, following Charen around getting piercings, having tattoos and stuff, he was about to do drugs when Charen stopped him. He worried he was a bad influence so he decided to start pushing him away. One day Charen decides to join this extremely dangerous band of hunters (which are infamous for doing anti empire acts of revelry). Cras offers to join but Charen seriously doesn’t want him to be in danger. One of the rules of the organization is that if he joins he must be sworn to secrecy and hiding, so he 'breaks up’ with Cras and runs away, only leaving him his number for his (now ex) boyfriend to contact him in extreme life and dead situations. Cras calls him/texts him all the time, sometimes Charen does respond most time he doesn’t. When he does, Cras attempts to hack and trace whatever he can to find him, this usually successfully happens every few months or so. Everytime Cras meets him they fight (Charen always trying to keep him away and Cras always trying to convince him to come with him). Their relationship is extremely complicated, Cras wants to start a family and spend his life with Charen while he thinks he is a threat to Cras’ existence.

A small scenario (after Cras and Dahlia meet the four guys and decide to join their party as the Prince’s hired retainers):

(Its dark at night and the group has decided to camp out, Cras gets a text from Charen and immediately starts to use his computer while typing furiously, after a few minutes he stands up and starts walking away into the shadows).

“Hey where is Cras going?” “He found Charen, just give him a few hours” Dahlia places her hands over her hips with a grim expression and yells towards Cras’ direction “I’ll be waiting here with the medical pack by the time you come back!” Noctis and the others at first looked extremely worried, their expressions slowly turning into confusion by Dahlia’s calm demeanor. After a few hours of them waiting while finishing a game of King’s knight and starting to help Ignis prepare dinner, Cras finally shows up. Stumbling from the shadows the four can’t help but wince as he walks towards the light. Showered with cuts all over his arms and legs, he seemed to be gripping his arm that was either strained or broken by the way it looked. Once he turned around to sit in front of Dahlia, they noticed that a giant rip was apparent on his back, showing a tattoo with an intricate wing design only to be covered by a deep gash, blood pouring out of it. Dahlia’s eyes only slightly widened as she went to get the medical bag and started patching him up. “Hey Cras, this is worse than usual…. what did you tell him this time?…” she almost whispers with a grim expression as she starts covering his wounds. Cras gave a sad wry grin as he was being patched up, he gave a half hearted chuckle as he responded “I asked him this time to marry me.”

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