thezodiacgirl

@InnaTheArtist @Artistic-Princess Hi. I’m on Character Hub.

(Twisted Secrets/Fathoms Below AU): When you take back your voice from an octo-punk who sent your girls and their friends on a suicide mission…
          
          Fatuma: You think this will work?
          
          Ruggie: It’s our only shot.
          
          Fatuma: Okay. *deep breath*
          
          Leona, mute because of a deal he made with Azul during the inter-dorm Spelldrive tournament: *nods, his hand flaring up with his unique magic*
          
          Fatuma, confidently: *chanting the incantation for Leona’s unique magic* I am the one who hungers. I am the one who thirsts. I am the one to rob you of your future—
          
          Azul, freaking out: Hold it!
          
          Fatuma, hissing: Dammit. The kid’s quicker than I thought. Stay back! Don't come any closer, or all your contracts are toast! *spotting a glowing orb in the necklace Azul is wearing* Leona! Your voice! It’s in his necklace!
          
          Leona, pouncing on Azul immediately: *claws at Azul’s neck*
          
          Azul, desperately trying to hold onto the necklace: *trying to shift his bodyweight onto Leona and crush him*
          
          Ruggie, zoning in on Azul: Laugh with me! *causes Azul to flip over and land flat on his back, causing the shell necklace to fly off Azul’s neck and shatter*
          
          Leona, eyes widening as his voice comes back to him: *raises his arms triumphantly as he’s enveloped in a warm golden glow as he bursts into song* Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba! *gasps for air and clutches his throat* It’s about d*mn time, I was getting sick of not being able to talk. Also, you could at least try to sound composed. Have you decided to drop the cool act altogether? Judging by the way you were panicking, they were right on the money.

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          When the girl(s) you have a crush on embarrass you in front of your dad (Fathoms Below AU):
          
          Marian, shamelessly dishing out the praise and doing her best to appeal to Eric Venue while still maintaining all the decorum of a royal: Oh, he's as cute as ever, Mr. Venue. You see, I'm actually not from here and I've seen guys with worse manners than him back in my dimension. Don't get me started on my ex-boyfriend, he was one of those jerks. Vil though? He could send my ex running for the hills. Sometimes he's a little too strict and harsh with his classmates, which is why the other guys were so hesitant, but Vil does his best to learn from his mistakes and he's only hard on others because he cares about them immensely. This even extends to the classmates he doesn't always see eye-to-eye with. I wouldn't worry too much about him being hard on others unless he crosses a line because he's actually even harder on himself because he has some struggles with self-esteem, and I'm pretty good about helping him if he goes too far. As for his cuteness, we have picnics late at night and we chat for hours before it's time for bed and he sleeps in my lap after he's had a rough day. I get him to take breaks for his mental health and we play all kinds of games together. We also run around campus like we're kids, and we sing and we dance, and-
          
          Vil, covering Marian's mouth: *flustered* Okay! That's ENOUGH, Marian!
          
          Marian, licking Vil's gloved hand to get him to let go: What? It's true, and there's no paparazzi around. We made sure we were dining in the VIP section and took every precaution possible. You can never be too safe, of course, but none of this will affect your image badly. In fact, it's actually beneficial, and if the paparazzi try to make a big deal of it and twist it for their own gain, they'll just be making a controversy out of nothing that can easily be silenced. *pops the escargot from her own plate in her mouth*

Fathoms Below AU:
          
          After Jamil’s overblot…
          
          Yuki: Make yourself at home, Jamil. Our dorm is still kind of Ramshackle, but we’ve had help making money and fixing it up. And just focus on your recovery, panda paws, I’ll get you something to eat.
          
          Jamil: I still can’t get over the fact that we’re dating, and that you insist on calling me panda paws. I like it. *smiles back at Yuki when she smiles at him to go make him food*
          
          Yuuken, placing his hand on Jamil’s shoulder: Take good care of Yuki, okay? She’s the baby of the family and the youngest member, and it’s not that I don’t trust you or don’t understand where you’re coming from, but while I empathize with you, I’m not condoning your actions or giving you a free pass for them. However, I don’t blame you either. Additionally, you did the right thing in the You’ll likely be sent to the rehabilitation center with the other overblot victims to recover from this during your spare time, including where you’d normally partake in club activities, and you’ll get medical care, but you’ll need to face legal consequences for your actions and do community service in addition to whatever your punishment will be just as Riddle, Leona, & Azul did.
          
          Jamil: Understandable, I think that’s fair. And Yuki was the one who pulled me out of the bad place I was in and she’s my first love, and I intend for her to be my only love because of all she’s done for me. Please take my magical pen and get Kalim to use it against me if I mess this up, I love her something fierce and I’ve obviously lost my mind if I screw our relationship up.
          
          Yuuken: I will, and I’m glad we’re on the same page. Welcome to Ramshackle, Jamil.

Malleus & The Fellowship (Fathoms Below AU): 
          
          Aragorn, to Frodo: You have my sword.
          
          Legolas, stepping up: And my bow.
          
          Gimli, stepping up as well: And my axe.
          
          Calemir, stepping up as well: With all due respect, Lord Elrond, are you really going to leave the saving of the world to the men? What this mission needs is a woman’s touch. Count me in.
          
          Lilia & Malleus, eyes widening: *silent*
          
          Sam, running in: Mr. Frodo's not going anywhere without me!
           
          Elrond, amused: No indeed, it is hardly possible to seperate you, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.
           
          Pippin and Merry, running in from behind some pillars: *puff up*
           
          Merry: Wait! we're coming too! You'd have to send us home tied up in a sack to stop us!
           
          Pippin: Anyway you need people of intelligence on this sort of mission ...........quest ..........thing.
           
          Merry: Well, that rules you out Pip.
          
          Calemir, amused: I’m sure he’s intelligent in his own way. He’s a Took, after all.
          
          Elrond: 10 companions…So be it! You shall be the Fellowship of the Ring!
          
          Pippin: Great! Where are we going?
          
          Lilia, gawking: Are you serious?
          
          Malleus, piping: I wanna go too!
          
          Calemir and Legolas, fearful: NO!!!!!!
          
          Calemir: You stay here, Malleus. I’m very sorry, but this is something you can’t follow us on, besides. We need you to take care of things at home while we’re gone.
          
          Malleus, disappointed: Okay. *crosses his fingers behind his back*

The Antics of Vil Schoenheit and Marian Caroll (Fathoms Below AU): 
          
          Vil, fussing: Hold still! This is your fault for picking a fight with them!
          Marian, who had acted reckless and impulsive: Not my fault they decided to badmouth you, and it stings! I can’t help it!
          Vil: You have a cut on your face and it’s still fresh, and if you hold still, it won’t sting as much. *pauses* What exactly did they say about me?
          Marian: They insulted you by insulting your family, and I know that’s a touchy subject for you. I didn’t damage my reputation though. There were no cameras or witnesses around.
          Vil: That’s not the point! Though I agree that would have pissed me off too. That is a sensitive subject, especially when it comes to my parents. Please come get me if that happens in the future. I’ll take care of it with you so you don’t act on impulse and get hurt.
          
          Marian, bracing herself: Oh Sevens, help me.
          Vil, being dramatic: *throws a tantrum* I don’t care! You lied! You said that I’d only have to wait for five more minutes! Liar! I had to wait for five and a half minutes!
          Marian: I know, Vil. I know. It took longer than expected. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. Besides, I got you what you asked for. *shows him his new cushion* I think it’s a winner, don’t you?
          Vil, continuing to fuss: No, no, no, no, no!
          Marian, confused: Why not?
          Vil: The fabric, it’s cotton, not mulberry silk! This is how peasants sit!
          Marian, confused: Wait, what?
          Vil: And the color, I know I look good in anything, but seriously!? Grey!?
          Marian, shrugging: If you don’t want it, I’ll take it, but I’m not getting you another until tomorrow.
          Vil: Ugh, fiiiiine. I’m tired of this day anyways, I need a new one.
          
          @InnaTheArtist @Artistic-Princess

Enemies to lovers (Twisted Wonderland: Fathoms Below AU).
          
          TW: mentions of groping
          
          Leona glared at Faith Najm after he was woken from his nap by her stepping on his tail. He didn’t know it was an accident and jumps to conclusions because touching a beastman’s ears or tail without permission is the equivalent of groping them. “Hey! You got some nerve steppin' on my tail and just walkin' away!” Grim, who was in Faith’s arms, immediately worsened the situation with what he responded to Leona with. “Are you the groundskeeper? Not sure you oughta be talkin' to students that way, pal. Especially not my partner in crime here.” Leona narrowed his eyes at that statement. “Ain't nothin' worse than bein' in the middle of a good nap and havin' some pervert step on your tail.” 
          
          What Faith wanted to say was: “I am so sorry!” but what came out of her mouth was: “Then maybe don't leave your tail on the path...?” Then Leona’s eyes widened. “You... I know you. You're one of the herbivores from orientation, and you’re among the herbivores who couldn't use magic.” Leona then eyed her up and down. “I dunno what's up with this guy, but when he looks at me, it makes every follicle of fur stand on end...” Grim blurted out as Leona stared Faith down. “Huh. It's true. You don't have a lick of magic on you. Well, can't say it'd be much fun to hurt someone so helpless. Still gonna do it, though. No one gets to stomp on my tail and just walk away without payin' the price.
          I'm in a bad mood on account of bein' woken up from my nap, too. That's gonna cost you a tooth.”

The one time the devil spawn’s well-behaved child does not behave (Fathoms Below: Calemir and Lilia AU):
          
          Lilia: Lily, come here. 
          
          Baby Lily, who was playing with her toys: *hesitates*
          
          Lilia: Come, it’s almost time for church. Your mother wants you to be there.
          
          Baby Lily, reluctantly coming over: *shy*
          
          Lilia: Good, now we’re going to put on your Sunday best, okay? *dresses her up in a stuffy church outfit*
          
          Baby Lily, silent: *starts rolling around on the carpet in an oddly quiet temper tantrum*
          
          Lilia, snorting in laughter: What’s wrong? You don’t like your Sunday best?
          
          @InnaTheArtist @Artistic-Princess
          
          https://youtube.com/shorts/qeNgXMh3Qw0?feature=shared

After Rook sends Epel and Vil to their rooms like a stern Dad for fighting and crossing a line (Fathoms Below/Twisted Secrets AU):
          
          Vil, as Marian and Mason tend to his bruises: I knew Rook was strong, but I didn’t think he was that strong, but I suppose maybe he had a point. Maybe I am being too hard on Epel.
          
          Marian, agreeing: Well, you have good intentions, you don’t always know when you’re being too harsh with others or crossing a line, but at least you never did anything toxic to Epel, and he had his moments too.
          
          Vil: What am I supposed to do? Just drop it and let it go? It’s not like we can come back to it later, if I try to bring it up, he’ll avoid it and end the conversation so he won’t have to discuss it further even though it needs to be addressed.
          
          Marian: No he won’t, and yes, that is exactly what you’re supposed to do because you can come back to it later, and by then everyone involved in the situation will be calm, but you have a hard time letting things go, so you refuse to.
          
          Vil, whips around and glares at Marian: I can too let things go. Mason, tell Marian that I can let things go.
          
          Marian: I never said you couldn’t let things go, and are you really going to start throwing a fit now? You need to relax.
          
          @InnaTheArtist