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calliedion-dungeon · 10 months

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𖤓Sore Kisses

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Chapter 2. Mule Killer

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Summary: Taking advantage of the fact that you are in a good mood, Frank drags you back to another bar, where they are going to see a band that he likes, suspiciously being those guys you had already met.

Warning: MDNI +18, Smoking, Heavy Drinking, Fluff and Angst (later) Swearing, Crossdressing (later), Adult Content, Eventual Smut, Blonde Mary Goore!! Everyone is a Little Shit in here, later it gets all Soft and Smutty, Enemies to Friends to Lovers Trope.

You always take the recommendations that Frank gives you in food, clothes, places to go for coffee, music, tonight he has taken you to a different bar to see a band, normally you don't go to local gigs, mainly because for your undying hate for bars, but sometimes you have found good things and this week had been very good at work, so you were in a good mood. The bar was pretty crowded and somewhat decent, Nick was with you, he's very well dressed, spikes and leather, face paint and all, it turns out he's in the band that Frank took you to see.

Nick earned points for being very nice and bringing you both something to drink, he introduced you to his girl, Cami, who you almost didn't see the day you met them because you were too busy being a sour little person.

“Frank told us about the nickname you don't like, don't worry, I'll be very...”

“Nick… Nick!” in the middle of a sentence Frank stopped him from what he was saying “Don’t you have to be onstage?” you turned to see Frank in that way that it scares him, he’s almost waiting for you to start yelling at him.

Cami accompanies Nick behind the scenes, to finish getting things ready to start playing, they timidly say goodbye to you with a smile, worried about his blunder, you wait until they left you both alone.

“Why did you tell them that I hate being called that? Now they will do it on purpose!” your reaction was a little tame for what he really expected, you just slapped him on the shoulder, it was a pet name that really made middle school harder than it already was, and only Frank was left of all people that knew it, that slack mouth, now a new group of people might know it.

“Of course not, they aren’t six years old” the band was already starting to make noise and Frank said quickly before you couldn't hear him anymore “I was just talking about you so they know you a little more”

“You better…” you glare at him.

The music floods the place and it didn't let you finish your threat to your friend, you were looking for Nick among those who were on stage, the people in the public shake their heads to the rhythm, another jump, you couldn't see well and you get on a rail where Frank stands next to you, after the first song you finish the first beer too.

Suddenly the singer speaks into the microphone, you don't understand him but his tone of voice is familiar, you manage to identify him as that... that Mary guy again, you press your lips together realizing you'll have to listen to him all fucking night, you turn to see Frank with a visibly upset gaze and he just gives you a sheepish smile.

And worst of all, is that the music was fucking great, it was totally your style, so you decided, at least to the extent that you'll be at the gig and for the sake of music, to separate the artist from the art in order to be a little more at peace, they all played ferociously, for the genre that it is, it was surprisingly melodic, it bothered you a bit that he was so good at singing and playing, but you think "every dog must have a trick", this is more than just a trick, they really have talent. After playing almost all of their set, you drank almost 7 bottles of beer and you were feeling a little dizzy, Mary said some words that you understood better, quite clearly, he was talking about the next song.

“Now, we want to dedicate the next song to a special person who is with us for the first time tonight, this one goes to the Mule K...” With the reflexes of a cat, Mary dodges a beer bottle that you threw straight at his head, it crashes into the back wall on top of the drummer's head.

“Son of a bitch! I'm going to break your fucking head” you screech ferociously, people began to make noise, turning among them, looking for who threw the bottle, Mary frowned annoyed and searched the audience for who had done that, he was able to identify you almost reaching the stage but Frank managed to stop you before you could reach him, while you struggled and kicked after throwing him the bottle and missed; for which he looked at you very amused by your reaction and he began to laugh at your furious face.

They immediately began to play very loudly and without paying attention to you, Frank using all his strength and calling you by name to snap you out of it, you managed to grab a bottle from another table nearby and threw it onto the stage but very weakly, so it ended up breaking on the floor; the security guards approached you two fearing that Frank was hurting you, they tried to make you feel better by saying that they would take out whoever was bothering you, but you quickly explained that there was no problem and that you better leave, so your friend wouldn’t get in trouble.

You stormed out of the bar, Frank following behind you, ready for you to take it out on him. The lump in your throat was more anger than humiliation, after only a few seconds you were already regretting your reaction, shit, you really hate bars, although, the ruckus lowered your drunkenness.

“You told him to do that?” It was one of those questions you know the answer to, but just to rule it out you ask Frank anyway.

“No, I swear he did it by himself” He speaks more calmly, thanks to the fact that you were able to moderate your tone “Maybe… he was around when I told Nick” you huff and turn around “Does this mean you won't come to my dance?”

Frank had his end-of-year party planned for months, it was one of the main reasons why he introduced you to his friends and roommates, so that we could all be together at his graduation and not just you be alone and uncomfortable at a table full of strangers.

“Don’t invite them and I’ll go” It wasn't fair, but why risk another unpleasant night?

“But they already payed their ticket… Y/N” Frank lets out a sigh.

“You know what? No, Frank, you shouldn't pay for what someone else does” yes, you have to think more about the future, that date is important for him.

“Exactly, thank you” for a moment he feels relieved that he can reason with you, it doesn't mean that his dance is more important than what just happened, but he will do everything possible so that there are no major consequences.

“I should be the one to kill him” you state smirking mischievously.

“What?” you take out, playing, your butterfly knife and do a few flips on your fingers with it “I’ll talk to Mary, I promise”

“Fine, you do it, because I won't have the patience to deal with that little shit” of course you’re not killing anybody, sadly, even you knew you were all bark.

Even though you really wanted to, you didn't allow someone saying your old nickname to make you cry that night, you had already done it many times before, that was already behind you, also, counted on Frank to comply with what he said to talk seriously with Mary so that he doesn't get used to bothering you on purpose. At the end of it all, you wonder why, what is gained by bothering someone you don't know? You will have to prepare to deal with him again at Frank's party, another test.

#Sore Kisses #mary goore fanfic #mary goore x reader #mary goore #repugnant #repugnant band fanfiction

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mythtube · 7 years

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Me making a design for skip before mat and Steph? It’s more likely than you think

Anyways! Skips a griffon!✨

#skip #tameable #pets #scribble #valued #matpat #game theory #gtlive #catpat #cats #art #fanart #anyone this far in the tags deserves to know I'm working on kath's cat next #gryphon #mythical creature #griffon

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screameureka · 7 years

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@newsiestober days 12 & 13! — i have a thing for drawing kath in pajamas & the boys in front of sunrises

#modern au kath has a cat who she lovingly calls hell raiser #and said cat totally doesn’t look like mine. nope not at all #anyway i’m gay for katherine in every single way #also the drawing of crutch & jack is based on one from the newsies workshop or something?? it’s a nice photo #newsies #art #jenna shouts into the void #newsiestober

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logarithmicpanda · 2 years

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I posted 3,057 times in 2021

528 posts created (17%)

2529 posts reblogged (83%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 4.8 posts.

I added 784 tags in 2021

#cats - 122 posts

#the kingkiller chronicle - 109 posts

#queer stuff - 105 posts

#dragon age - 93 posts

#panda talks - 82 posts

#one piece - 59 posts

#tbd - 55 posts

#book talk - 55 posts

#art - 52 posts

#quote - 52 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#if we've talked in the past and that youd like to talk more please tell me! because otherwise ill juat assume very occasional contact's best

My Top Posts in 2021

Last night at the Telegraph Club tells the story of Lily, a Chinese girl, discovering she's a lesbian in San Francisco in the 1950's

This book was exquisite, balancing the danger of being gay at that time in history with the delight of living as one's true self.

I also particularly loved that Lily and Kath were driven to science (one to maths and rockets, the other to flying planes), it gave them an extra dimension that i found super relatable.

9/10, best book I've read in a long, long while

226 notes • Posted 2021-03-07 15:14:12 GMT

"You just haven't found the right person yet!"

Maybe.

So what?

Having to "find the right person" to feel sexual desire is still inherently ace, because allo people simply don't have to look to find people they'd like to have to sex with. (They might have a harder time finding someone who reciprocates, but that's another issue entirely)

Stop trying to tell aces we're not valid if we do find a sexual partner at some point. We're still ace, and it's literally none of your business if we have sex or not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And maybe we won't. Maybe we don't even want to. Maybe we're a complete person on our own, perfectly fulfilled through the hundred other ways there are to be human 💅

281 notes • Posted 2021-06-03 23:09:17 GMT

This sounds super fun?

(source @ sapphomancer on Twitter)

316 notes • Posted 2021-01-02 02:08:36 GMT

Current mood

351 notes • Posted 2021-01-09 00:46:16 GMT

Reminder to myself that

It's okay not to like the latest popular book

It's okay to not finish books that don't spark joy

It's okay to decide you no longer want to read a specific book even if you own it

Reading should not be a chore

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Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #the adhd post isnt pn there but last time i checked it had 50k notes lmao

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blackdiamondwrites127 · 3 years

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Here's my half of the art trade with the lovely @ilenalovesdrawing. She prompted me to draw Sibylle holding up Kath who is wearing a cat onesie. So here's the result! Hope you like it!

Yes, Sibylle still wears heels to be even taller when she's plenty tall enough.

Also, the clasp on her belt loop and rope in her pocket are her keys to her motorbike. You know it's her coming when you hear the jangling of keys.

#six #six the musical #sixtended verse #sibylle von cleves (sixtended)#sibylle of cleves (sixtended)#katherine tudor (sixtended)#art trade #my art

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somebody-in-this-world-who-lives · 2 years

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All my dreams versus the man himself :,))

This is making me so emotional, there will be a lot more dreams on the future

#dreamwastaken #dream fanart #my art #fanart #kath cat art

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rockhousejai · 6 months

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Omg it Rilley!! Hi Rilley

#my art #art #drawing #digital art #oc #rilley fox #Rilley #jai art #it the they/them fox #they are chil #my Oc #Jai Oc #yipeee #Poppy #poppy cat #katherine card #kath #Kath Card

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h0t-p1nk-ch33tah-pr1nt · 1 month

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If Kath does have tattoos,,,,, I think she would see them as a piece of art, like she already sees herself as a piece of art to like experiment with nd shit.

A lot of her tattoos (maybe) are of things she loves, and if they are on her legs mostly it's like a where's Waldo 😭 find the cat paw, find the hibiscus, find the stick man yk yk.

#kat text #🐈‍⬛️

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somedayonbroadway · 4 years

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wAIT I REALLY WANNA HEAR YOUR OFFICE AU IM VERY CURIOUS LOL

For more Mood Boards and AUs, click here!

Yes!!!!! Fun story, I did this one once, but I didn’t like it at all, so I’m redoing it now and I’m stoked!

The Office AU

Characters

Jack Kelly — Jim Halpert

Katherine Plumber — Pam Beesley

Spot Conlon — Dwight Schrute

Racetrack Higgins — Angela Martin

Albert DaSilva — Andy Bernard

Morris Delancey — Ryan Howard

Henry — Kelly Kapoor

Hannah — Meredith Palmer

Medda Larkin — Phyllis Vance

William Hearst — Stanley Hudson

Oscar Delancey — Oscar Martinez

Darcy — Toby Flenderson

Obadiah Weisel — Creed Bratton

Specs — Darrel Philbin

Crutchie Morris — Erin Hannon

Todd Kloppman— Michael Scott

Okay so…

Jack Kelly

A salesman at a local paper company, a job he originally sees himself as getting out of fairly quickly despite sticking around for ten years.

He’s a talented, but insecure artist, longing to go to school for art and eventually make a living off of his work

Growing up, Jack has two older brothers who are difficult to get along with as they both were jocks and loved to pick on him

Also growing up, Jack had an abusive father and a mother who walked out on him at a very young age.

Upon beginning to work at Dunder Mifflin, Jack finds himself falling for the quiet receptionist

Finding out that said receptionist is and has been engaged, he starts on the hardest waiting period of his life

Jack is the prankster of the office, choosing mostly to blow off his actual work and mess with his desk mate Sean whom he calls “Spot” just to mess with him more

This catches on until the whole office calls Sean “Spot”

Jack often gets bored as he claims that he hates his job and is looking for ways around actually doing it, especially in the beginning

He’s a huge baseball fan, though he admits he wasn’t a huge fan of playing sports even though he was on several teams in high school, as he wanted to be able to match his brothers’ accomplishments.

His sarcasm is a sort of escape from the world around him.

Does not like costumes very much

Everybody loves Jack except for Spot, who is convinced that Jack is his worst nemesis.

It takes Jack a long time to admit his feelings for Katherine, the receptionist he’s fallen in love with, and when he does, he is overall rejected, prompting him to request a job transfer

Eventually moving on, Jack ends up dating one Davey Jacobs from another branch of the company before that branch is closed and he’s moved back

He’d always been scared about being openly bisexual, but he liked Davey

Eventually, he realizes that despite liking Davey, he’s still very much in love with Katherine and breaks up with the other man, asking Katherine out on a date.

Davey eventually becomes his best friend

After asking Katherine out finally, the two end up staying together and getting married

Jack proposes at a gas station in the rain when he eventually goes away to art school for three months

Together, Jack and Katherine have two kids.

They find out they’re pregnant on accident before they are married

He often lives spontaneously, never running anything by anyone and hoping for the best

Eventually becomes one of the most trusted people within the company

Is forever devoted to Katherine

His father dies before his wedding and Jack can’t bring himself to cry and, when faced with going back into his childhood home, finds he can’t do it

Becomes protective of his friends, including his coworkers (especially Crutchie once he begins working there)

Is attacked at one point by Katherine’s ex-fiancé

Is very soft and romantic

Is often teased for being bi, especially by the “traditionalists” in his office who claim he practically has slept with everyone in the office

Brushing things off fairly easily, again using sarcasm and jokes to mask his feelings

Is slightly protective of Henry who is very young and naive and continuously goes back to a relationship that is toxic for him

Finds humor in any situation he can.

Genuinely likes to make people happy and will do a lot to make that happen

Katherine Plumber

Is shy and quiet when she starts working at Dunder Mifflin

Is often referred to as boring and solemn

Is in an endless, slightly abusive relationship that she’s convinced is meant to be for eight years, ever since high school.

Grows up as an only child with well off “normal” parents who end up divorcing each other when she and Jack are engaged

Is the “hottie” of the office and is one of the few women who work there, the youngest actually

Jack often has to subtly get people to stop harassing her

She enjoys writing and even has her own blog and publishes her own journals online. Jack reads every single one of them

Is very close with her mother and has a strained relationship with her father who does not like Jack and likes her previous fiancé better

Katherine is very meek and shy towards the beginning of her career, but often gravitated towards Jack because he brought out the humorous, adventurous side of her

Had been dating the same man since her freshman year of high school, despite him bringing his brother on their first date and abandoning her at a basketball game having forgotten about her.

Despite being engaged for three years, she often jokes that there’s no end in sight

Tries to convince herself that Jack is like her brother in the beginning to deny her own feelings for him

Jack teaches her how to fight, telling her that she’s a woman who often walks alone in New York City and she needs to have some training on her side

She comes from a rich family who she denies funds from in an attempt to be independent.

After Jack admits his feelings for her, she lets him kiss her, resulting in her calling off her wedding without explanation

Losing touch with Jack for a long few months, Katherine finds herself wanting to be more assertive, saying what she wants and making sure she gets it

Realizing she’s in love with Jack after seeing and accidentally picking up a call from him over the months he was gone, she embarks on a waiting period similar to Jack’s as Jack is in a relationship with Davey and she fears it will never end

Davey and her actually end up becoming pretty good friends, and after Jack and Davey break up, he becomes a sort of confidant and best friend to the both of them. After a while, obviously. David’s not too happy with Kath after Jack breaks up with him

During Jack’s relationship with David, Katherine ends up going back to her ex, lasting for a while before she wants to be honest with him.

She tells him about Jack’s kiss resulting in him having a hissy fit and starting a bar fight and later attacking Jack at their workplace.

Jack and Katherine start to grow closer again after this

Once they start dating, Katherine starts to break through her shell

When Jack goes away to art school she’s disappointed he didn’t propose to her but ends up accepting his proposal when meeting him halfway

She finds out she’s pregnant after twisting her ankle playing volleyball, which she’s rather good at, at a company picnic before the wedding

Jack and her run away from their own wedding when things go wrong and get married on a boat before having the wedding they planned

While going into labor, Katherine admits she’s terrified and sees herself as unfit to be a mother before Jack promises her that they’re in this together

She has two children with Jack

Her and Race have a strained relationship despite the fact that they both constantly try to be friends

While she often helps Jack on his pranks with Spot, she is kind to Spot and is one of the only people who knows about his secret relationship from the start

When Jack starts a business that takes off in Santa Fe, she and him begin to fight but eventually get over their single rough patch and end up drawing closer together

She stands up for herself and her family above all else

Spot Conlon

Is a born and raised traditionalist according to everyone else

Lives on a beat farm

Believes that there are strict rules for men and women that should be followed as he’s basically been brainwashed since he was born

Is in an on again off again relationship with a man, which he is at first ashamed of, as men were not supposed to sleep with other men

Is a purple belt in karate

Is the highest ranking salesman at Dunder Mifflin

Believes his biggest nemesis to be Jack who is constantly trying to prank him in various ways, ranging from simple and childish to well thought out and expertly orchestrated

Main goal in life is to become the manager at Dunder Mifflin despite being loyal to the current manager who’s not quite as big an idiot as Michael Scott is

Is named Assistant Regional Manager but if often referred to as Assistant to the Regional Manager

Volunteer Sheriff’s deputy for a while

Wants to be the leader of his workplace but would also do what needs to be done in order to protect his coworkers at any cost (ex: saving Jack from getting beaten to a pulp by Kath’s ex)

Is an expert paintball player

Falls in love with the head of accounting (his on again off again relationship) and is actually able to make his partner happy

Had a somewhat abusive and distant father and basically raised himself and his younger cousin Vince

Spot enjoys having control over things, making life a bit harder for the people around him as he enjoys acting as somewhat of a vigilante.

Is in a relationship with the head of accounting, Race, until he murders Race’s cat and is dumped, sending him spiraling into depression

Upon this break, Race starts dating and gets engaged to Albert DaSilva, a salesman who came back with Jack

Towards the end of that engagement, Spot wins Race back in the event of having an affair before both Spot and Albert have enough and walk away

Eventually Spot ends up in a relationship with a friend of Katherine’s named Riddle (@bexlynne’s amazing OC)

Moves from this relationship back to Race after a while and then back again until eventually realizing that Race is the only one for him and running Race off the road to propose to him.

Regards Katherine as his best friend despite her marrying his worst enemy

He loves Katherine’s kids who grow up calling him “uncle Spot” against Jack’s wishes

Learns sign language for his boyfriend

Knows German as he mostly spoke German growing up

Is fairly closed off

Will do anything to protect the people he cares about

Racetrack Higgins

The head of accounting at Dunder Mifflin

Raised in a very religious home for most of his life before being moved around in different foster homes, most of which were bad

Is mostly deaf with one hearing aid that allows him to work normally even though he often shuts the thing off to actually concentrate

Learns sign language from a teacher at his school who wants him to be able to actually communicate in a proper way that he can easily understand.

Is often cold towards people who talk down to him or talk slower so he can try to read their lips

Owns several cats

Head of the party planning committee

Craves validation

Is perceived as homophobic before his romance with Spot Conlon is found out by Katherine

Has a strained relationship with Katherine who he constantly tries to be friends with when he’s in a good mood.

Bottles up his emotions as best he can out of force of habit

Hates people who put their relationships on display as he views it as indecent

Is unapologetic

Is in an on again off again relationship with Spot Conlon who often calls him “Monkey”

After this relationship officially ends for the first time, he is asked out by Albert DaSilva

Accepting this, he finds he’s easily annoyed by Albert but likes how sweet the man can be when he tries

Eventually Race begrudgingly accepts a proposal from him, one that spoils Jack and Kath’s original plan for a proposal

Has an affair with Spot towards the end of the engagement, leaving Spot and Al to fight over him in an old fashioned duel

Jack finds Race crying in the bathroom and looks up the signs to promise he won’t tell anyone

Race connects with the receptionist that takes over for Katherine, as Crutchie also grew up in the foster system, but has a much more positive outlook on life

Race tries to protect him, much like the rest of the office

Later, after Spot’s next relationship, they end up sleeping together again only for Spot to move on eventually

Race is later hit on by a politician who eventually asks for his hand in marriage.

Race agrees, only to later find out that the man was in love with someone else and eventually get dumped and kicked out.

Oscar, whom Race has never truly gotten along with, offers to put Race up while he gets back on his feet, resulting in Race admitting to him that he’s still in love with Spot

When Spot runs him off the road to propose to him, he gets down on one knee and signs to him, making Race cry

Race and Spot adopt a son together and live on Spot’s farm

At the wedding, Jack is Spot’s best man, Katherine is Race’s

Oscar is named their son’s godfather

Race has a really hard life that he refuses to open up about, but he turns out alright in the end

If you’d like to hear about more characters or see any scenes, just let me know!

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greenandbluebubblegum · 4 years

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17 Questions, 17 People

Thank you so much @evenise for tagging me!!! 🥰️🥰️💕💕 I’ll try my best jiji

Nicknames: Kath, Kate.

Zodiac: Gemini with ascendant gemini and Leo moon!! I don’t know what it means I suppose awesome hahaha 😜

Height: 1.69 cm/ 1.70 cm (depends of my posture lol) inches, I don’t know her.

Hogwartz House: Important things now... ok. Slytheryn !!!! also I have a little % of Ravenclaw but yeah Slytherin 4life (lmao i’m ridiculous please don’t mind me haha)

Last Thing I Googled: The Norton Anthology of American Literature. Package 2. Volumes C, D, E ninth edition pdf!!!!! (please if someone know where I can found this I will love you forever please help this poor idiot to find this book I don’t want to spend 70 euros in this book please please please 🥺️🥺️🥺️ )

Song Stuck In My Head: I think I don’t have any particular song like really stuck in my head, I was listening to Santería by Lola Indigo and TKN by Rosalía (I watched Rihanna’s show so that’s why i think).

Number Of Followers: I don’t have much but I love you guys very much, thanks for stay even I talk shit most of the time lol 1207 followers.

Amount Of Sleep: I’m trying to sleep more but I also love to read before sleep so normally goes to bed late... so 5 hours, I will try now that I have classes again 7 hours.

Lucky Number: 13

Dream Job: I don’t know. Years ago I will tell different things right now if someone want to pay for studying multiple grades I will be happy forever. Like I want to do history, art, psychology, or well work for an editorial, that would be cool too. Or take care cats and dogs.

Wearing: Mom classic blue jeans and a grey jersey with cozy socks (they have little dogs in it so cuteeee!!! )

Favorite Song: God this is so difficult, I have a fe but right now I Love You by Woodkid ❤️️❤️️

Favorite Instrument: Piano and Violin.

Aesthetic: I don’t know... whatever I like ¿? you have to tell me because I don’t have any idea lol

Favorite Author: I CAN’T. I CAN’T CHOOSE. so many authors I love dearly for one book only or for their all bibliography!!! So I am not gonna choose, sorry.

Favorite Animal Noises: cats purring, dogs sleeping, sheep or goats little noises, bleat?? I think so cuteeee uwu!!!

Random: A few years ago, my best friends and I were at a festival, the same day was the Eurovision Final, so we met some English and German tourists while we were drinking in the meadow, so one friend started “WOW guys Spain has won Eurovision WTF!!!” (of course we don’t lol) so we decided to continue with the joke!! And the English and Germans belive us lmao. they were “Congrats!! you deserve it and blabla” All of us drunk, and celebrating for Spain’s imaginary victory. They paid us some beers so everything went well dghaghaask

So now I’ll have to tag 17 people, okay I’m gonna try not to forget anyone but if I didn’t tag you and want to do this game please do it!!!

@la-paritalienne @caroussell @wastelandbabylouis @estperpetua @nympholouis @ineffablyshy @alwaysyouinmyheart @louisandthedagger @prommethium @violeblanche @ificouldflymp3 @naguaraquerandom @homosociallyyours @drowninginoptimism @canyonemoon @matchingboos @houseofarmanto

Have a lovely week!!!! ❤️️❤️️❤️️

#tag games #me things

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visceryl · 4 years

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HPHM D&D Club

Before getting into the prompt, I wanted to thank everyone who allowed me to use their characters! @hogwartsmysterystory @angrynar @one-very-angry-hufflepunk @ruby-and-opal-withers @aleksia-aries-hogwartsmystery @elefseija and @kathrynalicemc

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In the midst of a dim-lit stairwell, four cloaked figures teetered on their feet, heads constantly winding back over their shoulders to keep watch of any others who might be lurking. After a moment, the door to the Slytherin common room creaked open, a lithe figure curving around its frame before easing it shut again.

“It’s about damn time,” Ethren scolded in a hushed whisper.

“Are you kidding? You can’t rush perfection, Whitecross, you had me get the supplies. Sneaking them took time.”

Konn’s smile beamed from beneath his own cloak, pulling it back to reveal a small sack full of parchment, quills, and ink. His gaze glanced over the other three joining them. Skylar looming off to the side with his arms crossed over his chest, Daisy looking ready to bounce right out of her skin with excitement, and Hal who had his face pressed against the glass window hanging above the staircase.

The broad Hufflepuff blinked into the inky darkness of the water and jolted back, nearly tumbling down the steps, when something appeared to blink back. Hal quickly righted himself, a hand shooting up through his hair as he cleared his throat. “Sweet, let’s do this thing.”

A sigh ushered from Konn’s lips as he shook his head, stifling the beginnings of a smirk.

“Are the others waiting for us?”

“Hopefully. I told them to meet us right next to the clock tower entrance,” Ethren replied.

“Kath may back out.” Skylar leaned back, a white, glittering grin rising to his lips. “She’s not sure she can keep up with our late-night escapades.”

“I’m sure she’ll be there! Come on!”

Daisy didn’t wait for the others before she took off up the stairs. Her footsteps were surprisingly silent, making not a sound as she disappeared from sight. The boys couldn’t help but laugh and closed their ranks to follow after without disturbing anyone else.

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The group of five took their time creeping through the desolate halls. Their wands lit up with Lumos, tucked discreetly at their sides to cast just enough of a glow for them to see where they were going. Ethren took the lead, wincing and smothering his light as one of the portraits stirred with a snore.

Konn stopped just shy of smacking into the back of him. “Keep moving,” he hissed. A hand pushed to the back of the Gryffindor’s shoulder and impatiently directed him to continue.

It was eerie navigating the castle at night. With the threat of bumping into Filch or some other professor hanging over, no one was keen to be caught out in the open. The only sounds to echo as they made their way past the sleeping portraits were their own footsteps ticking against the solid floor. Only a single strip of rug ran down the middle of the hall.

While most stuck to it, Hal found himself scuffling against wooded floors to shove up a shoulder at Skylar’s side. The other boy towered him. “Did you make your character already?”

“I tried, but it was confusing,” Skylar murmured back.

“Shhh!” Konn’s gaze burned into the both of them in warning. “You’re going to get us caught before we even catch up with the others.”

Up ahead, footsteps could be heard heavier than their own and everyone froze like deer in headlights. Did they scatter? Stand still and hope no one saw them? Make a run for the tower? Ethren and Konn shared a look as Daisy ducked behind everyone for cover. The two shared an agreeing nod as Konn stepped out from the group.

Controlled.

The outline of his shape started to broaden. Light blonde hair darkened several shades before settling to ebony at shoulder length. He dropped the hood of his cloak, the last of his features melding to that of Severus Snape as he flashed a wink back towards his group of friends.

Just in time.

Not seconds later, the footsteps rounded the corner, three small shapes skidding to a stop and slamming into one another like dominoes.

“P-Professor Snape!” Kath stammered out in a near wail. “Oh, we’re so sorry for sneaking out! Please don’t take points from us!”

Before Konn could reason with the stammering girl, Aleksia sent an elbow lightly into her ribcage and all at once the metamorphmagus roared with laughter.

A mixture of confusion and horror washed over the three girls as gazes darted from each other back to the figure that, while certainly looked like Snape, definitely wasn’t. Then Aisling’s eyes widened. “Konn?” She looked past him towards where the other four waited hunkered down silently.

Konn only laughed harder, doubling over and grasping at his sides. “You should have seen your faces!” he gasped.

Then a fist crashed roughly against his shoulder.

“You’re awful!” Kath hissed bitterly, her cheeks stained red with embarrassment.

The groups found themselves quickly merging to one as Ethren stepped forward, trying to hide his own amusement. “Alright, alright. While punching on him is definitely warranted, we need to keep moving. Glad you three could make it.”

“We wouldn’t miss it for the world, Ethren,” Aleksia said.

Hal, however, couldn’t wipe away his own look of horror as he approached Konn who’d already returned to his original self again. His shoulder clapped down on his best friend’s shoulder and he gave a pained grimace. “Please don’t ever laugh as Snape again. It’s unnatural.”

A wicked grin flashed back. “Duly noted.”

With Ethren back in the lead, the Dungeons and Dragon Club continued the trek together. They made it all the way up to the third floor where the Clocktower entrance was with minor hitches. If one considered narrowly scraping by Mrs. Norris as minor. Daisy had been prepared, scattering a line of cat food as a distraction while the rest slid past. From there it’d been a straight shot.

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By the time everything had been laid out and set up, everyone sat in a circle on the floor of the Clocktower. Ethren, Konn, Hal, Skylar, Daisy, Aisling, Aleksia, and Kath. The eight of them had planned this campaign for weeks, prepping their characters and asking Ethren passing questions in the halls and during meals. Finally, it was their chance to play.

Dice juggled and twirled through the Dungeon Master’s fingers as they were carefully plucked out of a bag of disorganized chaos. Nobody had matching dice, it seemed, as Ethren passed them out one set at a time at random. “Here’s your d-six, Konnor.”

“Hey, no wait! That’s the green and gold one. I’m missing that one,” Aisling insisted.

“It doesn’t really matter, you can swap-”

Konn snatched the bag of dice from Ethren’s hands and greedily looked over the contents within before wrinkling his nose. “Ew. You don’t organize them?”

“Traveling around with a giant case of dice is inconvenient, give them back.”

“What’s the point of so many dice if you never see them paired together?”

Hal chuckled at that, pushing his own dice around. “He’s got a point.”

“They’re my dice! I’ll do what I want with them,” Ethren pouted stubbornly, stealing the dice bag back and turning away from everyone to divvy out the rest so that everyone held a complete set to play with.

Looking up, Ethren’s features washed white as he caught Skylar jamming the triangular three-sided dice up one of his nostrils. Skylar locked their gazes, face devoid of emotion, and plucked up a similar one from Aleksia to plug the second nostril.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Playing.”

Skylar turned his head back to Aleksia, tilted his head back, and blew. Both dice shot out, pummeling the poor girl who couldn’t keep a straight face as she playfully shoved him away. “Ew! Skylar! Was that my dice?” she laughed out.

“Maybe.”

Ethren wrinkled his nose in minor disgust, making mental note to wash all returned dice before tossing them into the bag later. “Okay then. Everyone get out your character sheets. We’ll be starting in Undermountain. We’ve all met each other-”

“Undermountain is the dungeon, right?”

His gaze leveled on Kath a moment and he nodded. “Yes. And we’ve all met each other outside of the dungeon. The idea is we’re a group of mercenaries trying to collect a big pay. We’ve just entered inside. So let me make sure I’ve got this right.”

Ethren began to point at each person in the group. “Aisling is the sun elf druid worshipping Sylvanus, Skylar is the human necromancer, Daisy is the fey-touched cleric with the animal domain, Aleksia is the high-elf ranger, Hal is the human barbarian, Kath is the tiefling bard, and Konn is the half-elf rogue.”

“Bloody right I’m the half-elf rogue,” Konn purred. He closed his eyes in focus, dulled ears shifting into small, elven points. “Look, I’m in character and everything. And what of you, oh mighty DM?”

“Naturally, I’m the Duskblade.”

Hal threw an arm around Ethren, a wolfish grin taking up the lower half of his face. He shook him. “Hell yeah, our characters can defend the weak together.”

“I’ll defend myself, thank you,” Aisling says with a wink.

“Oh, I wouldn’t doubt it.”

The Hufflepuff was still grinning as he let go of his friend to poke at Aisling while the Dungeon Master prepared the start of their very first campaign together.

And so it began.

The group started their journey in the midst of Undermountain, fighting their way through an army of undead only ten minutes into the gameplay after Konn had led them into an unlocked, untrapped room with his character in the lead.

Hal expertly dominated the vast majority, rolling several sixteens and eighteens to send four of the zombies back to their graves. Meanwhile, Aleksia struggled to master the art of the bow, her unlucky rolls leaving her arrows a useless volley past each one.

Further in, Ethren was able to test his players’ mettle up against a puzzle and heavily trapped hallway. His eyes were alight, perhaps as happy as he’d been in a while, as he watched the group bicker over how to continue.

“Let’s send a rat forward first,” Skylar suggested.

“Absolutely not! What if it gets hurt?!” Daisy’s cheeks washed red as she leaned forward stubbornly. “Let’s just try and solve the riddle.”

“No. I’ve got a better idea.”

Everyone snapped their gazes up in horror, watching Hal scoop up his twenty-sided dice, and send it crashing across the map Ethren had crudely drawn. It landed face-up on a natural twenty. “I go storming through the middle of the hallway at full speed with my axe ready to smack away anything that flies at me!”

Silence.

Ethren flicked his gaze over the dice before leaning back with a bitter pout and crumpling a piece of paper he had in hand. “Alright. You race through, triggering the trap, and before it can swing down and hit you, you slam your axe against it and it breaks. You’re now at the other end of the hall. Let me draw.”

Eventually, even Kath managed to settle into the gameplay. After crossing paths with a few seasoned adventurers also plundering the depths of the magical maze for treasure, she played them an enchanting tune with her lute. One by one they had fallen beneath her, continuing alongside the party as unofficial groupies.

Laughter rose up from the Clocktower, coiling out in cool mist beneath the stars. Nobody kept an eye on the time. Instead, playing by wand light, everyone had their wands pointed towards the gameplay area, illuminating the intricate mapping system.

It was eventually revealed the group had not been chosen at random, but subconsciously summoned by the sleeping dragon that yearned for its freedom and stolen eggs at the center of the maze.

In natural Daisy fashion, she’d instructed everyone on how to handle it without lethal aggression, proclaiming they needed to collect and return all the eggs to their mother if they could find them.

Unfortunately, only one egg was ever recovered. It hatched halfway through Konn’s navigation as the rogue, and much to Ethren’s dismay, Daisy was able to convince the little wyrmling she was its mother. Thus sparking the long debate of whether or not the party should leave the red dragon hatchling behind for their own safety or risk taking it into the final dungeon where its true mother was.

The vote had been split but with several threatening stares from Aisling, Aleksia, and Daisy, Ethren finally declared they’d keep the baby wyrmling for now and would have to suffer the consequences later.

It took the group another hour of exploration before finally coming to large, golden doors. Intricately carved within them were great draconic heads that glared out menacingly.

But there were no doorknobs.

Hal tried pushing. Skylar attempted to hit it with a knock spell. Only Konn was able to approach the door and utter something in a deep draconic tongue. The sounds of gears unwinding and clasping were beautifully mimicked by the Dungeon Master as the band of players nudged their way in.

Sleeping in all its towering glory, the ancient red dragon rested at the center of the room. Bound in chains at the neck and legs. Billows of smoke poured from nostrils with every breath.

“Hold on, hold on,” Konn scowled. “How the hell do we fight that!?”

Ethren looked up from behind his screen and gave an unhelpful shrug. “I don’t know. How do you fight it?”

The Slytherin boy paled. “We can’t!”

“Well duh,” Daisy giggled. “We can wake it and talk to it. Konn and I both have characters that know draconic.”

“Is that what you do, then, Daisy?”

“Yes!”

Ethren couldn’t smother the sinister grin that coiled at his lips as he disappeared behind his Dungeon Master screen, quickly tossing a few dice in preparation before rising once more. “Alright! Tell me what you do.”

Daisy clicked her tongue in thought as Konn’s forehead collided with the ground in a low groan. “Oh hush, you’re just jealous you didn’t think of this first,” the girl chastises. “I approach the dragon carefully and tap it on the nose.” “Okay, and does anyone else want to add anything?” Ethren is trying to smother a laugh.

“...I ready an attack with my waraxe,” Hal sputters.

“I’ll cast shield of faith on all of us.”

“Okay, Aisling, you’ve provided everyone with a plus-three to their ACs. And on that, Daisy, you approach the slumbering dragon, and immediately the little wyrmling leaps from your arms with a cry. The mother’s golden eyes immediately snap open, one easily larger than your head as it locks to you.”

Ethren began to describe the events of the dragon rising up in defense of its wyrmling. The way its roar shattered everyone’s eardrums. The glisten of teeth longer than their forearms. Each character rolled a will save against fear, each one becoming deathly shaken by the superior monster.

“Hal, you’re up, make your readied attack.”

Hal looked ready to piss himself as he scooped up his dice again. “Are you sure I can’t just run, instead?” he teased out.

“I suppose you could.”

The Hufflepuff watched Ethren a moment in consideration and then shook his head with a snort. “Nah, I’ll go down with the ship.” The single dice crashed against the hard flooring of the Clocktower, bouncing once, twice- then landing on a natural one.

“NO!” Konnor blurted, falling back from the group and onto his back in defeat.

Light faded from Ethren’s eyes as he stared down at his own prepared dice rolls and grimaced. “...Well. Hal, you raise your waraxe to the dragon out of sheer panic and on your downward swing, instead of hitting scales, you send it right into the back of my skull. Killing me instantly.”

“Are you kidding?!”

Everyone burst into an uproar of laughter and protest. Skylar curved an arm around Hal’s shoulders, a wide grin plastered over his features. “Well done, Hal. I think we all just died.”

“Oh most definitely,” Ethren agreed, having started to laugh as well. “And its the dragon’s turn. She rears back, straining against her chains as a torrent of flames erupt from her parted maw, spiraling down on all of you. No need to roll reflexes, you’re all immediately cooked.”

“Just like that?” Konn sat up now, brows furrowed in annoyance.

“You weren’t supposed to actually face the dragon.”

“I fucking told them that!” Arms crossed over the Slytherin’s chest and Aisling quickly nudged up against his side.

“Don’t be so sour, Konn, we’ll just have to try again next time.”

“Next time, indeed. We’re all going to need new characters, so go ahead and be thinking about them.” Ethren reached out, beginning to pick up pieces of parchment that outlined their journey through Undermountain. “I want to aim for next week.”

He paused, his cheeks flaring pink. “...Did you guys enjoy it?”

Daisy flung forward, wrapping the Dungeon Master in a hug, and slowly, the others crowded over to join.

“Absolutely.”

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