#trust me i wanted to write so much more but turning intractions into mini ficlets was so much more difficult than i expected

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A day in the life of TWST (authors edition)

Summary: A day in the life of various twisted authors, the happy, the funny and the simpery. Enjoy. ft. Hydra/Rubia(Me) , Pione(@oepionie) , Aster ( @v-anrouge ), Ari ( @shinmon-c​ ), Eros ( @cupids-chamber​ ) , Rie( @sephyriae ) tags: friends, literally for my moots, april 1st vibes and pranks, references to many interactions, i simp for Jade while dating him in this fic, Ari is crushing on Riddle, Aster gets “secret admirer letters” and we think its Rook, Pione and I are work friends (sorry you have to put up with my simping), i am a horrible influence, Eros gets no sleep (i am a horrible enabler), Floyd horror stories from yours truly, Authors get to vibe, self indulgence, no beta i overblot like a fucking moron  

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“The usual” Eros murmured to themself, the noise barely leaving their throat as Rubia handed them the mug of coffee that always got them through the day. Looking up with the original intent to thank her, they instead found themselves puzzled by the bartender’s amused gaze. “Eh?”- And of course, instead of allowing any coherent interaction, she shrugged and turned her back; not that Eros minded, it just allowed them to drink their 5am coffee in peace. Not that the Monstro Lounge was open, not so early. it’s just that they asked Rubia. Eros’ phone illuminated the otherwise dark establishment, the DMs still open: Hydra🌊, the contact name of their usual bartender and friend. “Open yet?” (- Cupid ;sent at 4:30am) “Coffee?” (- Hydra ;sent at 4:30am) “Sure” (-Hydra ;sent at 4:30am) Eros sighed as they closed the messenger app and opted for scrolling through magicam, only to let out a noise of annoyance and disapproval when they encountered the many posts by NRC students who were whining and complaining about class, it was just too early for that shit. They closed the apps and turned off the phone, putting it screen first onto a napkin as they breathed and allowed the ambiance of Octavinelle to work its magic. “How to prevent passing out in class?” Eros asked half-seriously as their eyes followed the up and awake bartender who laughed. For reasons unknown to them, they supposed and rolled their eyes. Yet they also found themselves half-surprised when she hummed and replied; “Do you sleep?” Rubia looked back with an amused and knowing gaze, “Like, at all?” and her voice was playful, smug if they had to describe it further. Eros, doing their best to remain deadpan, said “No.” in an attempt to mask their own amusement at the ridiculousness of the situation.  4:30 am, having coffee at the Octavinelle commercial lounge, named monstro lounge, as if Rubia was any less guilty for being up and awake at this hour either; even if she was more energized and awake, somehow. The bartender grinned as she turned back properly and leaned on the counter behind her, satisfied with what she was about to say. “I think that narrows it down to the root problem pretty well.” Hypocrite, Eros chuckled internally. “Fair enough.”

Pione was confident that she was not getting paid enough for this- Floyd grabbed a nearby heartslabyul student like a baseball bat as he swung harder than his mood swings. -but at least it was entertaining. She leaned onto the counter as she watched it go down, making a thumbs up gesture in appreciation when her coworker pushed a bowl of chips and some soda her way; taking a chip, she mumbled a “thamks”, cowering her chewing mouth with the back of her hand. Next to her was Rubia, sitting cross-legged on the front of the bar, her PE jacket tied around her waist, back from a jog or a job; not that she had a way of knowing without asking. Taking a sip from her bottle, her co worker nodded, saying “You’re welcome.” without peeling her eyes from the absolute mess unfolding in front of them both. Usually, it wouldn’t be any less chaotic, it would just be in a different font- if Pione had to use Rubia’s descriptions, at least. Most of the time, Pione would be serving with Floyd while her friend stuck around in the kitchen to accompany Jade, making a note to knock before entering which was frankly amusing- to her, not to Azul, though she didn’t care too much about that. Often times, she would be served a nice drink if she played accomplice to whatever Rubia and Jade were doing that day; not that she knew what they were up to, ignorance was bliss, probably. Plus, the benefits were nice. “Shouldn’t we intervene?” Pione asked, not moving a muscle and instead looking at her friend to gauge her reactions, “Yeah” Rubia replied, unphased and utterly unbothered. 

“Anything new going on?” Rubia asked, unhurriedly walking alongside her childhood friend; having just gone out to skip PE in favor of getting drinks.

The two quickly thanked their luck for working in their favor, Rubia having just finished “a job” and Rie being in the right place right time. Talking about their days so far and going over a few memories, now making small talk. Rie hummed, shaking her head and shrugging it off as she said “No, not really.” and looking back at her friend, “What about you?”. Rubia entertained the question for a minute or two before settling on an answer, “The usual, its entertaining though.” to which Rie made a sound of acknowledgement. Not to say she didn’t have something else to ask. The Water Nymph looked back up from her drink, taking a sip as the playful giggle of her friend reached her ears, who asked “Well, what about Jade?”- making her promptly cough on her drink.  Rie laughed in a mix of panic and amusement, hushing a few mumbled sentences like “oh my sevens” and “sorry” between the giggling as she pat her friend on the back. Only backing off once Rubia finally took a large breather and exhaled, “Haa.. fuck-” she laughed.  “You could’ve warned me, y’know?” the water nymph said, though it held no weight nor was it a question. The young priestess looked to the side before meeting her gaze, “Well?” and Rubia accepted defeat.  “it’s been going well -” she started, picking her words while her childhood friend waited, “it’s fun, and he’s wonderful” she settled on, making Rie smile and in turn herself too.   “I knew he’d treat you well” the priestess said, slowly gesturing for her friend to follow. Rubia obliged. Rie had a rehearsal with Vil, afterall, and she didn’t want to be the reason for her friend to be late; aware of how important this was to her. “You were always there, still are” ,the water nymph said, “whenever we met up and talked, you’d hint at it too; i sometimes wonder if you saw this coming.” and Rie gave a playful grin.  “Maybe!” she laughed, and Rubia nodded; well aware she would never get a clear answer. it wasn’t like she minded, though, the company was enough. instead, she decided to stir the conversation back to memories “Do you remember whenever we talked about it?” she asked, Rie lighting up at the suggestion, conversing about her childhood together with her bestfriend. 

Rubia hummed as she went through the letters, tossing one envelope back on the desk, “Very french.” she says, looking back at Aster who does his best not to laugh.  “Very french.” He repeats with a wheeze of his own, gathering his nerves, “Yeah?” he asks the obvious question, not needing to put it together.  “Yeah that’s definitely Rook” The Octavinelle student confirms with a nod, somewhere between finding this funny and exhausting, leaning on humorous. She then sighs, asking the inevitable “But can you read french?” ...”Wait-” The two stared at each other as the silence and hilarity of the situation grew thicker. “Wait- You gotta be kidding me-” she said, looking at him in the eyes “’Swear i’m not-” was the response. And so Rubia decided to just lean against the side of the bed as she tried to make sense of it. Thankfully Aster intervened before she thoroughly lost it and beat Rook with an auto translator. “Okay but i can understand some words-” He said, looking to the side and confirming this was getting his friends attention, “I can guess a few phrases since, y’know,” trailing off. “Since it’s Rook?”  “Yeah.” He leaned closer to the edge of his bed, “Thoughts?” She instantly locked eyes with him and said, deadpanned, “And prayers.” “’Cause bitch, what the fuck.” 

“He’s so cute, my wife” Ari sighed, leaning onto the counter as they talked their friend’s ear off.Namely, Rubia.  Though it would be more accurate to say she was listening carefully of her own will; humming in acknowledgement whenever they asked a question like ‘you get it, right??’  to show she was paying attention.  “What am I gonna do with him” Ari whined, cupping their cheeks in the palms of their hands, leaning on their elbows as they gauged the Water Nymph’s reaction as she handed them their drink and dessert of choice. Strawberry tarts a light drink to go with it, which they took a sip of as they kept their eyes on Rubia.  As if anything could prepare them for it. “Confess.” And as if on cue, they choked on the sip of their drink as they coughed, promptly pat on the back by the person who caused the problem.  “Girl- What the fuck-” Ari said between coughs as the Water nymph thoroughly cleaned the spilt drink with a napkin and gave them another cup of it, as if she knew this would happen; knowing her, Ari was confident she planned it. Seemingly unaffected by the glare of her friend, Rubia hummed, only turning back with a triumph grin of victory as she asked “Yes?”, returning the eye contact. “What do you mean by ‘yes’?!” Ari questioned, it wasn’t exactly a yell, though the tone of that hushed sentence surely could be registered so.  “I said you should confess, and? Is it bad advice?” was the reply from the Octavinelle student. They rolled their eyes, “If you’re willing to give advice-” they began,  “-and not for a price-” narrowing their eyes as they emphasized, “what would you tell me?”   Not too surprisingly, Rubia’s expression softened, though they had no clue what she was thinking. Like most of the time. “Just go for it.” She shrugged, “He loves you.” and just like that, she was back to what she was doing previously. Thankfully they didn’t begin on their new drink yet, Ari thought; that surely would’ve been the death of them.

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