Okay so it's time for a new pinned post, cause the old one was a mess (this one will also be a mess, like me, but there is nothing to be done).
Hi, I'm Sunny and I write. A lot. My ao3 is Sunny_Under_Mountain. There's mostly Dragon Age fanfic, as I've been obsessed with that ever since Origins came out (though I only got into writing with Veilguard). You'll find shenanigans, family fluff, smut, angst... there's a lot to pick from.
^ my two favorite gremlins and the stars of most of my fics. Rook Volkarin (my canon Rook), and Taliesin Lavellan (my inquisitor, but I'm not posting his DAI look)
And here's what I'm working on right now:
Yeehaw Peepaw!
A western au DATV/DAI crossover fic I'm writing with @mushrooms-x-moss (emmrook, inquisitor/iron bull/dorian pavus)
Master Post on Fern's tumblr
The bed is big enough for three, isn't it?
A DAI fic set during the events of the game, focusing on my inquisitor Taliesin Lavellan falling in love with Iron Bull and Dorian.
So welcome, and enjoy yourselves in my little corner of the internet ☀️
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Emmrich discovers it one evening after a long day exploring ruins in Arlathan. Rook and Bellara had been twitching with excitement the whole journey home, Emmrich has no doubt that Bellara will be up all night cataloging and documenting their discoveries.
So he is a little surprised when Rook curls against him in bed and goes to sleep almost at once.
Enjoying the weight of them, and the warmth, the necromancer opens the book on Veil translocation frequencies that he has been reading.
All is well and peaceful.
For about half an hour.
“Gonna get him.”
Emmrich glances down at the head resting against his chest.
“Rook?” there is no response.
He goes back to his reading.
“Gonna kill em so dead. Just you wait. I have the stabbiest daggers.”
Slightly alarmed, the necromancer lifts his book and turns his head so that he can see Rook’s face. It is serene, and deeply asleep, breaths soft and even.
“Stabbiest?” Emmrich prompts softly.
Rook’s brows wrinkle the slightest bit. “The absolute stabbiest. Lucanis told me so.”
Suppressing a laugh, he decides to capitalize on this a little. After all, Rook does so love to catch him off guard with compliments and such. It’s only fair that he get a little of his own back.
“And who exactly are you stabbing this evening, my dear?”
“Venatori bastards!” Rook says with such volume and conviction that it echoes through Emmrich’s ribcage, making him jump a little.
“So you did,” he says, tamping down the violence lest Rook reach for the dagger he knows is currently under their pillows, “You killed them very dead, dearest. I saw.”
Rook makes a pleased sound and somehow curls further into him. The book is set aside, forgotten. “I saw you saw,” Rook murmurs.
Oh.
“You did?”
“Mmmmmmmhm,” Rook sighs happily, wrapping around him like a ribbon on a present. “Watching with your stoopid perfect hair, and your stoopid beautiful face. Tall…Gonna get him.”
“You already did, my dear. I don’t think he can get any deader than—ROOK!”
The bite is small, but painful. And soothed a moment later as Rook murmurs an apology, and presses a kiss to the spot.
Emmrich waits for something more, but the only sound is the commencement of a soft snore.
A minific featuring Leonidas, Zael (me), Juan (@zennihilation), and Lucas (@apothe-cary). Inspired by this post.
Leonidas is sitting at the bar in Treviso, watching Zael down shot after shot like it's his professional calling.
"Bad day?" He asks, one delicate red brow arched in question. Z grumbles something in Antivan under his breath and then sighs.
"Bad week, more like." The elf snips, his deep frown making the scar on his upper lip stand out all the more.
Leon doesn't bother replying, knowing Zael well enough by now to know that he's not expecting one. The qunari has no idea what he's doing here, honestly. Z had asked him to come, sure. But why? They're both dating Davrin, but what they are to each other is pretty open to interpretation. Leon leans back on his stool and crosses his arms, scanning the room like it will give him the answers he seeks.
His gaze lands on two elves sitting in a booth across the room. One is dark and brooding, the other has an air of confidence about them, a local if he's ever seen one. As he watches, the local looks their way, looks away, then does a double-take and squints suspiciously right at Zael. Uh-oh. Leonidas taps his companion on the arm and jerks his head in the direction of their admirer.
"Do you know them?" He asks from the corner of his mouth, lips barely moving. Z looks up and then scoffs loudly.
"Sí. They're a de Riva, too. We have…history." The way he says "history" makes the redhead twitch. Leon knows exactly how spectacularly bad most of Zael's past relationships have been.
"Should we leave? The last thing I—er you need is more trouble."
"No? They won't make a scene. We've been there, done that." The elf makes a dismissive gesture and waves the bartender over for a refill.
"Lucas, don't!" Rings out from behind them, and no sooner has Z turned around on his stool when a bottle of what turns out to be beer shatters over his head.
Leon leaps quickly out of range of both the spatter and the broken glass, no need to ruin his outfit for something so trivial. When he returns his gaze to Zael, it's certainly a sight to behold. The elf's chocolate brown hair is absolutely sopping wet and drooping down over his eyes. His shoulders are rigid, trembling hands clenched into fists at his sides. The qunari hears someone hurry over to the side of the bottle assailant, but he's too focused on keeping his eye on the timebomb in front of him to pay attention to what's being said.
Zael's lips are slowly pulling back from his teeth in the beginnings of a snarl, and his hair (along with the hair of everyone in the immediate vicinity) is beginning to stand on end from the energy building in his hands. Fuck. Leonidas is painfully familiar with that particular expression. Literally. He starts backing up. Call him a coward all you want, but he's reached this month's quota for being electrocuted, thank you very much.
The other Crow from earlier jumps backwards just in time for their companion (So that's who was wielding the beer bottle!) to be struck and wrestled to the ground by an elf-shaped projectile wreathed in crackling electricity. They edge over next to Leon, and the both of them stand in dazed silence while they watch the brawl unfolding before them.
What did Juan say to Lucas to make him want to hit Zael with a beer bottle? The world may never know.
Shout out to @xkatchy, whose gorgeous screenshots inspired me to go back and recreate some of my fav shots I've taken in the game with the hair strands/graphics on (I didn't know how to turn them on my first run through with Ayla). The eclipse is hands down my fav aesthetic of the game, even though it's bad news for the gang lmao. 😂💕
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I have not been home all weekend and thus had no access to my desktop and have been stuck using my phone and old laptop. Thank the gods I had the foresight to draft my Rook week stuff before hand. Anywho.
Thank you @woundedsoul12 for the tag. I had hit a mini wall in my boxing au but I have found a way around said wall and have a rough something.
They checked into the room around noon and headed off to Gemma's local gym and the place the upcoming fight was being held.
The gym wasn't ultra fancy like Hezenkoss' gyms were; but definitely had more money put into it than Griffon's wing did.
De Riva cafe and sports club sign was large with a picture of a man sipping coffee and twirling a knife.
"Very inviting." Davrin quipped, nudging Zea in the ribs with his elbow.
When the trio walked in, their sense were bombarded with a strong scent of coffee and the loud noise of an active gym. Surprisingly, the two worked very well. Though Zea wasn't a coffee drinker, the smell was amazing.
"Antoine." A voice called out to the right just as Riley's tall frame came into view. Waving them over with his large hands toward to the back.
The gym itself was not like a typical boxing gym. There were areas for gymnastics and areole sports. a thawck sound came from the far left of the gym, was someone throwing knives at a dart board?
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Featuring Veryl Ingellvar @hedwigoprah Juan de Riva @zennihilation and Jericho Mercar @sandcastlekings
The great Captain Mercar has died. But Veryl does not agree with that
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This is an au where rooks are living out their lives as chaotic teenagers all packed into one school- Lighthouse high!
Note: We decided to split this into two days because the word count got away from me and we wanted to keep it manageable. So if you don’t see your rook in this one they will be in tomorrows piece
For all precious days here’s the Masterpost
2.6K words below the cut, credits at the end
Varric stood at the front of the classroom, his papers spread out on the podium before him. "Let's bring this meeting of the drama club to order and start discussing the spring play."
"So far we've decided the play," Gemma said looking at her notes. "We're doing Romeo and Juliet. But the majority vote was to change it up a little."
"We all picked names out of a hat to find out who we were all going to play, isn't that changing it up enough?" Grumbled Zalan, slouching in his desk next to Eris, still sore that he was going to play Juliet's mom.
"No, there needs to be more changes! The regular Romeo and Juliet is so boring!" Turvi dramatically draped an arm over his face.
"I read the Antivan version- Giulia and Romero and it was so romantic. It had more sword fights." Qatesh chimed in shyly, "Maybe we could add more fights to ours."
Gemma wrote down a note on her paper, "More… fights… I like that idea, what else have we got?"
"Mustaches!" Veryl announced, eyes bright in excitement. "I need a mustache to play Romeo!"
Cara wrote that down, her seat up in the front with Gemma's for prime note taking before looking over to Juan, "Can Costumes make reusable mustaches or should we put it in the budget?"
Queenie wrinkled her nose and spoke before Juan could, "Just buy some stick on ones, making tiny wigs sounds like a lot of trouble."
Cara noted that down and Gemma looked around the room.
"What about the stage effects? Could we make those better somehow?" Sabi asked and Hugo perked up from across the classroom,
"Oh yes we should definitely add some fireworks or pyrotechnics. It would make some of the deaths even more dramatic."
"Do we really think Coach Cullen will let us have fire after the heritage festival?" Rose asked with a sad sigh.
Varric laughed but he shook his head, "Probably best if there's no fire. Now if you want to code some fire or fireworks for the projector to display over the stage we can work on that. But no burning down the school."
Gemma jotted down something and Cara crossed several things out without a word.
"We could always change plot points too. Really put everyone on their toes." Amara suggested. Several other people nodded in agreement and Gemma wrote it down.
"Then let's start making the changes now, we'll need to figure out the script in time." Cara said getting out fresh paper for them to start making up new scenes.
//
"Did you just paint a crab?" Xiqaa pointed to a spot in the ballroom scene Lydia had them painting.
"Yeah but I put him in a dress, he should blend right in right?" Naera looked fondly at the little crab in a purple dress.
Xi sighed but shrugged, "If we don't tell Lydia maybe she'll never know?"
"Or she'll think he's cute and need another 12 crabs." Naera whispered, looking at the free spaces where she could paint more crustaceans.
"No more crabs, we have to finish painting the backdrops today." Saadrah didn't look up from the fake spears she was making. There were several groups of students all working on things for the play- some painting backdrops that Lydia and Embria had drawn, some working on making props like Saadrah, some practicing lines or their sword fighting, and some testing out the lights and discussing practical effects.
"We only have one more to go after this and Lydia is working on drawing the only one after that. We're almost finished." Xiqaa commented, stretching as Turvi came over with water bottles for everyone. The elf already sported several little hearts and stars and squiggles over his arms and face in colored paint from his other passes by the art stations.
Groaning Hugo joined the group, picking up a water and flopping to the ground. "At least you guys are almost finished. We're still figuring out how to do the blood spray and the giant fireball."
"At least we managed to get the horses figured out. Eris helped us make a ton of cardboard ones." Riley sat next taking the proffered water.
//
Queenie hummed at the dress that Cioba was wearing, nodding her head as she made one last adjustment. "This pink color just looks so cute on you." Queenie fluffed the poofy sleeves a little more and then seemed content.
"The jewelry is gorgeous too." Cioba said, touching the big pendant around her neck shaped like a delicate flower.
"That one is all Selora, she handmade a ton of pieces for the play, it's all stunning." Queenie remarked.
Nona stood nearby in a soft green and black dress of her own. "I love the pattern, the little embossed cats are adorable. Queenie you, Alana, and Juan did amazing with the costumes this year."
"Varric gave me free reign of fabrics this year." Juan explained, pinning an adjustment to the pants Gladius was trying on. "Which means we got some cool things to work with. Since we're seniors Varric really let us rack up charges on his school card."
"And yet I still ended up in a dress," Zalan grumbled from his spot where Alana was double checking the length of the fabric, making sure it wouldn't drag the floor when he moved.
"Oh we haven't even told you the best part yet." Alana quipped, a grin spreading across their face mischievously.
Zalan frowned but clearly braced himself.
Alana told him the secret and he scrunched his face at the suggestion but finally sighed with a nod, giving in.
"I promise to give you the best makeup of the bunch." Alana soothed, pinning up a section of dress and Zalan nodded, looking happier.
//
Clash, clash, clang. The sound of metal against metal sounded in one section of the gym as several of the students practiced their sword fights.
The members of the fencing team were supposed to be doing choreography for the play, but since most of the sword fights would be by them, they'd decided a real match would be more realistic.
Ayla cackled as she went on the offensive and Micah was forced to keep back stepping, barely managing to perry her attacks.
"Come on Micah you're supposed to be a Capulet, a swordsman," She teased, missing the way Micah had sidestepped her swing and got in close, tapping her on the back with the flat of his blade.
"You were saying?" He laughed, walking back to their starting position to try again.
"Hey come on Fencing club, focus. This isn't practice we're here to work on the play!" Saadrah instructed, using her team captain's voice to try and keep them on track.
//
The night air was warm as cars begun filling the back lot of the student parking. Lilya brought her car to a stop in a spot and Ilene leaned over the back seat to poke at her older sister and ignore Illario in the passenger seat.
"Did we have to come so early? The show doesn't even start for another hour."
Lilya shooed Ilene out of the car. "We're here to support Zalan. You should just be lucky you didn't get roped into the play too."
Ilene stuck her tongue out and followed after Lilya and her sister's boyfriend to the entrance of the school.
Selora and Tal sat at a little table just inside the doors, they were dressed up for the play as well, with big poofy hats in bright colors like royal announcers with big feather quills tucked into the hats.
"Tickets please Ser?" Tal asked, tipping his hat and hole punching their tickets letting them through. Selora gathered up a cast booklet and a colorful feather for each of them handing the bundle over.
"The feather is for you to wear behind your ear. It's so you're a part of Verona too." Tal explained.
"There's audience participation and random selection to go up on stage so watch out." Selora told Ilene who was wrinkling her nose at the thought and nodded her thanks. Clearing her throat she got back into character and dipped her head slightly to the group as they walked inside, "If you see any Capulets don't trust them, you know they always lie."
"No good Ser it's always the Montagues that lie and cheat." Tal called after them.
The gymnasium was all decked out for the play, decorated to make the room look like a small town, fake stone walkways led between the isles of chairs for the audience to sit in and the stage was set for the first scene. Other parents and guardians were milling about, some of the students from the cast talking with friends who'd come to see the play.
Lilya and Ilene spotted Harding with another student talking to the soccer captain from Beacon High. Ilene led the way over about to ask Harding where her brother was when the person in a dress beside the dwarf raised a hand and Ilene gaped.
Standing there was Zalan in his dark blue dress, now perfectly fitted but his facial hair was completely gone. He sighed as they approached and Dawes stiffly nodded at the pair. Harding giggled at their open mouths and gestured to Zalan in the dress,
"Isn't he pretty? They convinced him to shave since he's Juliet's mother." She explained and Ilene burst out laughing, whipping out her phone to take pictures of his sad clean shaven face. Zalan only sighed and tried to ignore her and turned back to Dawes,
"You guys still planning on that Soccer camp later this year right? Do you think our team can host a scrimmage?"
The Beacon High captain nodded, "Our last match had the team hyped up, they'd definitely be up to practicing against you guys."
Ezra leaned over from where he was tipping back his chair, "As long as Turvi keeps his lips to himself this time," he grumbled, crossing his arms.
Zalan sighed heavily, "If only."
Harding gave his arm a comforting pat and Lilya decided Ilene had taken enough pictures of Zalan and started dragging her away.
//
Jericho was sitting on the edge of the stage, Elek leaning against Jericho's back. His current read laid open in his lap. Anya was trying to peer into his lap to see what book it was,
"It's Bluebird Moon." He lifted the book to show her the cover,
"The love story told in the form of poems right? I love that one. I was just reading Balconies, Beetles, and Blankets- the romance is sweet but the action parts are my favorites." Anya pulled out a book to show him book in her purse.
"That one was good, I love the main characters. If you want a scarier one, Children of the Dark was really compelling." He suggested.
Anya nodded looking excited to be able to talk books, "I have that one on my list. I heard it was chilling. Did you preorder It's Still You?"
Elek made a noise in the back of his throat from his spot behind Jericho, but Jericho leaned forward, "It's out for preorder already? No I haven't, the first one was really good I'll have to order it."
Elek knew this would probably go on for some time and slid down to lay flat on the stage grumbling a half hearted complaint, a soft smile for his boyfriend negating any moaning and groaning he was doing. Both Anya and Jericho ignored his words, Jericho lacing hands with him as he continued asking about books.
//
Evariste was standing with Lilja while Esha and Eris stood with them when Evariste smiled brightly, "The Appaloosa you made for the heritage festival was really impressive."
Eris' eyes grew wide, "You could tell it was an Appaloosa?"
"Oh yeah! The distinctive spots were a dead giveaway." Evariste nodded and Eris was nearly vibrating with excitement.
"We made a bunch of horses for the play. Do you… want to see them? They're all different breeds." She was gesturing to the space beside the stage and Evariste nodded emphatically, Esha and Lilja chuckling but following after them.
Sitting on the floor in a neat row almost like they stabled were a bunch of cardboard horses.
Evariste lit up, pointing to the biggest cardboard box horse, "Is that a Clydesdale? You nailed the curve of the muzzle!"
Eris was nodding and puffing out her chest, "Yeah that one's Turvi's horse, he named it Agnes." She pointed to a painted tan and dark brown horse further down the row, "That one's the Mustang Cioba rides during the epic chase scene."
Evariste gushed over that one too, mentioning the coloring and yarn texture she'd used for it's mane.
"How long do you think they can keep this up?" Esha whispered, a fond look on her face.
Lilja laughed lightly, "Oh I think they could go on forever if we let them."
//
Down in the music area in front of the stage Embria was setting up her instruments with Cyri.
"I still can't believe I didn't get a sword fighting role." Cyri sighed sadly but set out her music sheets.
Rose nodded, sitting in her seat with her flute, "At least we were able to change the music to whatever we wanted."
"Making it more radio pop was a lot of fun." Embria said, opening up her own music booklet. Both other girls nodded.
"Hey is Amara coming over?" Embria asked after the setting up was finished. "I know she's in the play but isn't she supposed to be helping us when she's not onstage?"
"I think she's getting her makeup on, she was headed backstage in her robes the last time I saw her." Cyri shrugged, smiling as Neve wandered over to chat.
//
Veryl stood in the middle of the stage behind the closed curtain, her breathing starting to speed up.
Lydia was walking by, hair thrown up in a messy bun, paint coating her hands as she finished up all the last minute art pieces they'd added over the course of the rehearsals. But she paused, arms loaded down with painting supplies when she saw Veryl and set her things down to come over and gingerly touch the other woman's arm, "Veryl?"
With a jolt she gripped Lydia's arm, eyes bugging out, "I can't do it!" Her voice was high and panicked.
Lydia shook her head, "But the show starts soon, you did all the rehearsals just fine, what do you mean?"
"I looked out there and there's too many people. I don't remember any of my lines, where I'm supposed to walk, anything!"
Not equipped for a breakdown of this magnitude Lydia looked around, spotting Turvi and waving him over.
"What's up my fellow Nugs?" He was carrying a sword and a potted plant but put his things down once he saw Veryl panicking and rubbed her back, "Oh hey, what's wrong?"
"She has stage fright and she says she can't go on." Lydia explained, leaving Veryl in Turvi's care before picking up her paint supplies again. Turvi nodded sympathetically.
"You did great in every practice V, what's got you rattled?" Veryl was already dressed in her brightly colored outfit, her mustache neatly in place.
She shook her head, "There's too many people, I don't remember anything I'm supposed to do." He shared a look with Lydia who shrugged.
"Turvi you're an understudy aren't you?"Lydia asked in a whisper.
Turvi frowned, "Yeah, to Juliet." He whispered back.
"That's still a lead, don't you know both sets of lines? Can't you do it?" She asked, pretty confident that there had been no other understudies for anyone else because of how many roles there were.
Veryl grabbed Turvi's face staring into his soul, "Please?"
Lydia looked doubtful but nodded anyway, the show was going to start any minute now, they didn't have much choice and shrugged.
Turvi sighed, "What if I just came onstage with you every scene and helped you? We can be Romeo together."
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What Reality Show would your Rook get Cast in? What's their Role and how would it go?
Thank you for the tag @zennihilation and @jenn2d2 and @wickedadaar coming in at the last second lmao.
Zea
It has been a hot fucking minute since I watched any reality tv. Might be ageing myself with this one though
I think Zea would fit in the Deadliest warrior. If you don't know the show, have you seen death battle on youtube? if yes, that but with actual people debating on if like a Samurai and a knight going head to head. I think she would be helping analyze. OR A contest on American gladiator. She would be the fan favorite and favored to win. but is a pretty sore loser. She would still shake the hand of the winner.
For Ulrike I think one of those old school scripted dating shows. Like the 5th wheel or something. He would be the 5th wheel.
For Day 2, we have Juan as the Knight of Juans (I mean wands). To me heritage speaks of family, and we can't speak of family without a little Fast and Furious. We all know our favorite crazy de Riva does love a good Fast and Furious movie
The Knight of Wands upright represents bold action, passionate pursuit, and adventurous energy. When this card appears it's time to jump in without fear.
Seems rather fitting for them 😅
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The air is crisp, the squeak of tennis shoes against linoleum can be heard as multitudes of feet shuffle down the familiar hallways, a bell rings announcing classes will be starting soon. That's right- welcome back to Lighthouse High!
This is an au where rooks are living out their lives as chaotic teenagers all packed into one school- Lighthouse high!
This chaotic reckless horde of students have been finding themselves in crazy kooky adventures and trouble since Kiss week last year. So far Turvi Ladair has tried to kiss everyone platonically in his class, the soccer team won a game against the Kirkwall Hawks, field tripped to Skyhold Amusement Park, told spooky stories in Ayanne's backyard, had to deal with superintendent Solas, watched the various students drop youtube banger after banger, and watched several students get arrested for ghost hunting. Want to see where it all began? Want to catch up on shenanigans?
Here's a link to the Masterpost
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Coach Cullen clapped his hands to try and get the rowdy students to sit down and listen.
"Attention! Alright everyone gather up. Welcome to the annual Lighthouse High Field Day.
I'm only going to say this once- this is for fun. That means no hitting, no kicking, no biting—
"Juan, Ilene, that means you."
There were groans from the section of kids wearing purple shirts.
"All clothes must stay on unless you are participating in the swim event and then only during the swim event—
"Team Gold Krakens that means you—"
"What!" Turvi's outraged cry sounded through the crowd, interrupting the coach who pinched his nose.
"School regulations. That means shirts, shorts, and shoes must stay on. At all times." Cullen explained like a man who had repeated this specific rule more times than he blinked in a day.
"What!" Came Ayanne's outraged cry next. Cullen sighed again, he'd clearly been expecting it.
"School rules." Was his last word on it as Ayanne crossed her arms, her shoes already tied together and slung over her arm by the laces.
He took a breath, gathering himself before continuing over the soft din of teenage voices muttering to each other.
"Challenges have been posted, you have all signed up for your teams beforehand, remember to turn in all completed challenge flags for the final tally at the end of the day—"
"Coach what do the winners get again?" Shouted Cyri from the red section of the gathered kids.
"Nothing it's just for fun—" Cullen was interrupted,
"Bragging rights!" Someone that sounded suspiciously like Cyri again, yelled.
"But that's not fair the Halla's only have like four people on their team!" Athos spoke up from the Green Specters section, looking concerned.
"A few of us offered to go to their team to even out the numbers." Zalan called, twisting his hair into it's usual bun. "They said it was fine because, and I quote, they don't need anyone dragging them down."
Ayanne, Embria, Bellara, Tal, and Mina smiled and postured, all of them with their shoes off and tied to their person, which Cullen was resolutely ignoring. The other few, including Coadi and Harding that were in orange and still wore their shoes laughed. They clearly had no problem with the numbers.
"Water stations are set up around the courses, make sure you drink and stay hydrated. We don't want a repeat of last year—"
"Coach! We'll all be careful!" Alana called out, the crowd starting to grow restless.
Cullen sighed yet again but waved his clipboard, "Fine go. Have fun everyone."
And with that they were dismissed and the colored teams started making their way to the board to see when the events would take place.
//
The first event of the day listed was a free hanging rope climbing race.
Veryl stepped forward first for the Green Specters team. She cracked her knuckles and shook out her arms to chants of 'Go Veryl! Destroy them!' From Sabi in the crowd.
Ghilasara stepped forward for the Blue Griffons, Davrin clapping her on the back as she passed, her team hyping her up with whistles.
Ilene the 'demon monkey' from the Lilac Crows bounced forward, spitting into her hands and grinning wildly at the challenge.
And finally Mina came forward from the Orange Halla's team. She smiled, her shoes still missing but Coach Cullen wasn't around to see so no one else seemed to care.
A bell sounded and they were off! All four girls scrambled up the rope at top speeds. It seemed neck and neck at first- causing cheering and shouts of encouragement to erupt from the students. Until Mina pulled ahead and grabbed her colored flag at the top with a shout, waving it around in triumph. The others reached their flags next but the buzzer had already gone off and they each had to slide back down flagless.
"First point of the day goes to the Orange Halla!" Was announced and the team hugged Mina, cheering for her win.
Sabi gave Veryl's shoulder a pat telling her, "You almost had her."
//
Several students were gathering around for an event by the school pool. Xiqaa stood by one side of the pool, supervising as the swim team captain.
Dana stood in her regulation suit, doing her warm up stretches, making faces at Turvi and Naera who were standing outside the pool area yelling,
"Do a flip!" Naera called, her bright purple hair flying around her face as she jumped around. Xiqaa shot her a look, shaking their head at the girl before turning their attention back to the pool. Dana just laughed brightly and gave a thumbs up despite Xiqaa's looks.
Cyri stepped up for the Red Dragons, looking determined and serious, stretching out her legs. Riley stood next to her holding a towel, trying to hype her up. "Can't let the Gold team beat us, you're going to blow them out of the water. Who's the best?"
"We're the best!"
"Who's going to get that flag?"
"I'm gonna get that flag!"
Sancha was up for the Crow's team, Arlo had been teaching her how to swim and now her lessons were about to come in handy. He technically wasn't on her team but he still was giving her last minute tips, Sancha nodding as he spoke. The other Lilac Crows behind the fence cheering her on.
Rose was dressed for the Griffons, standing with Queenie and going over their strategy again one last time before the race. Students wearing the Griffon blue color were chanting Rose to Win! Rose to Win! While stomping their feet to the beat.
Amara was standing near her spot for the Green Specters but she looked nervous. Nona was with her whispering, "You don't have to go through with this if you don't want to."
"No I've been practicing, I can do this." She insisted, taking a breath and pulling her goggles down over her eyes.
Xiqaa blew a whistle to get everyone's attention and told everyone to take their mark. The swimmers got ready and the whistle sounded.
Cyri took the immediate lead while Dana did a fancy flip into the water costing her a few seconds of time but causing the gathered crowd to erupt in cheers and screaming for her. Sancha was close behind with Rose, their forms a little more shaky.
Amara had jumped in with the others, determined to try her best. But she wasn't making progress and instead was flailing in the pool, panic starting to set in.
Riley, who had been cheering for Cyri tossed his flannel and jumped into the pool, grabbing Amara and hoisting her high against his shoulder out of the water and swam for the edge, helping her get out and onto the concrete, asking if she was ok and holding her hand.
"Stop flirting with the enemy!" Cyri yelled between strokes, hitting the far wall and turning to swim back.
Dana was closing in on her, "Stay focused Cyri or I'll pass you!" She teased kicking off the back wall.
Riley took off his wet shirt and picked up the dropped shirt and draped it over her shoulders, "Thanks for pulling me out." She told him, blushing.
Cyri slapped the wall and a buzzer sounded with Dana's going off immediately after.
Xiqaa double checked that Amara was ok and helped pull the swimmers from the pool, shaking their head at Dana when they got to her, "Can't believe you did the flip."
"It was cool though right?" Dana was ringing her hair out and grinning.
Xi sighed, "Yeah. It was cool."
//
The next event was the relay race and students were milling around, chatting and waiting for the race to begin as the teachers set up the legs of the race.
Naera, Ayanne, Cioba, Saadrah, and Nona lined up for the first section. All of them looked excited, Naera was even cackling and rubbing her hands together while Nona chuckled at her antics.
Cullen wandered by to check on the group and sighed heavily at Ayanne's shoes tossed on the grass to one side but just put a hand to his forehead and left without saying a word.
Someone shouted Go! and the teams, with their hands behind their back, ran for it. A hundred meters from the starting point was a line strung up between two poles with small loaves of bread hanging from string each baked into the corresponding team's color.
Ayanne reached the line first, jumping to reach the bread, biting away to get to the flag in the center.
Naera reached hers next, eyes flashing as she leapt and ripped the whole loaf off the line, happily chomping away at gold bready goodness.
Saadrah laughed when she got to the red loaf, it was at forehead level and she didn't have to jump, instead just standing there eating from the side of the bread.
Cioba was laughing as she and Nona jumped for their colored targets, missing half the time and both of them trying not to choke on the bread as they giggled together.
Naera was the first back to the starting line with her gold flag, only crumbs left on her face. She handed the suspiciously wet flag off to Xiqaa who took the spitty ribbon like it might self destruct.
The Dragons were the next to return with Saadrah handing off her flag to Gladius, with both him and Xi running towards where a set of hurdles stood on the track.
Ayanne and Cioba showed up next, handing off their flags to Coadi for the Hallas and Alana for the Crows. Both of them dashed to the hurdles, Alana pushing themselves to get ahead of the orange team.
Nona rushed to hand off her flag to Athos who took it from her with a word of thanks before running to catch up with the others.
Xiqaa was already making good time, taking the hurdles carefully. Gladius was moving slower, pausing briefly at each hurdle before hurling his large frame over the barriers.
Alana had caught up and was vaulting over the hurdles, flag in their hand. Coadi wasn't far behind, trying to tell Alana to slow down so they could catch up. Alana laughed and if anything, only sped up even more.
Athos was slower than some of the others but was methodically jumping each barrier, clearing it with no toe touches or knee bumps.
Alana and Coadi managed to streak by Gladius and Xiqaa handed off their flag to Turvi moments before Alana was shoving their flag into Zalan's hand and Coadi was tossing their flag to Harding.
The three members of the next leg with flags sprinted their short distance to where the archery course was set up while Gladius handed off his flag to Micah after crashing through the last barrier saying, "Here DR go! You have to go on without me." As he dramatically collapsed onto the grass.
Athos stopped by Gladius to crouch and ask if he was okay as Micah ran off with the flag.
"Athos!" Veryl stepped forward, one foot still on her starting spot and made grabbing motions at the flag in his hand. He handed it over and she took off, leaving Athos to pat Gladius on the knee telling him he was going to be ok.
Micah made it to the archery section just as the others were nocking their first arrows with Veryl hot on his heels.
Turvi loosed his first arrow, easily finding the bullseye. He fist pumped into the air, celebrating. Harding's arrow found it's mark next, mirroring Turvi's.
"Nice one!" Turvi commented as he got his next arrow ready. The students gathered around this leg of the course were cheering, Zalan shot next, completely missing the target and the arrow flying off into the treeline.
"What are you doing!" Ilene's angry shout could be heard from the crowd. Micah prepared his first arrow as Turvi and Harding looked to the Crow,
"Are you doing that on purpose?" Turvi asked, pulling his next arrow and sending it close to the center, a 9 point, not as perfect as the last but still a great shot. Harding had to pause to watch while Micah landed his first 9 point, ignoring the others.
"No?" Zalan lied, shooting another arrow off in the wrong direction. Harding shot a glare at him and turned to shoot her arrow, hitting the 9 point ring.
Veryl snickered as she nocked her bow and shot off her arrow, hitting the 8 point ring. "Yeah Zalan, your girlfriend can win without your help."
Zalan grumbled, "I'm not." under his breath and took aim but it was clear it would be another wild shot.
"Shoot for realz." Turvi complained, readying his last shot as Veryl hit a 5 point from laughing too hard.
"I am." Zalan complained, turning slightly and accidentally loosing his arrow too soon- the projectile whizzing through the air and planting itself in Turvi's foot.
"YEEOUCH!!" Turvi howled, his last arrow badly sticking into the 2 point circle as he dropped his bow and grabbed his foot.
Someone brought Nurse Wynne over and the older woman looked at Turvi's foot while Zalan stood nearby apologizing. It gave the others time to finish shooting and hand off their flags to the next leg, Micah and Veryl giving the Crows and Krackens their flags.
"Don't worry Turvi I'll win this for us!" Dasha called waving the team's gold flag around.
Gemma took the Crow flag, shaking her head, mumbling dummies under her breath, and jogging to the next challenge.
Jericho took the red flag from Micah who left him with a, "Good luck, you got this." and followed after Sabi who took the green flag from Veryl.
"You got this Sabi, crush them!" Veryl yelled.
The next challenge was a puzzle box set up on tables, each one in the color of the team. Each one had a riddle on it that they had to solve based on classes they had throughout the year.
The students watching collectively held their breath as the teams worked through the riddles,
"It's 42!"
"Oh it's the temple of sacred ashes!"
Jericho and Sabi said at the same time. They looked at each other before both furiously trying to solve the puzzle box first.
Embria who held the Halla's flag was taking her time, pushing and prodding at the box's wooden edges. "The answer is three twists to the left and two to the right." She mumbled, "Just like in the book by Professor Genetivi."
Gemma turned her box over, rotating pieces of the wooden puzzle, "It's the great poisoning of 8.33."
Dasha had her box tipped on it's side sliding wooden pieces this way and that, changing the shape of the puzzle box as she did. "The crown of the great monarch had blue and yellow jewels so the answer is green."
It was a close race, the puzzle boxes were opening one by one and the flags revealed inside. Sabi was the first to grab her flag and slam her hand on the buzzer with the others only moments behind.
Athos, Veryl, and Nona hugged Sabi, cheering for their Specter win.
Gladius hobbled over to Jericho and patted him on the back, "You did great Jer, I saw Elek cheering for you the whole time. He was even late to his event because of it."
Jericho perked up at that, "If we hurry we can see him compete"
//
The balance beams were next; set up in the open part of the field with sand to cushion any falls and the beam was set up only a foot or two above the ground. Batons with foam pieces on either end sat ready for the challengers.
Coach Cullen stood with his clipboard as Juan and Elek took their places on either end of the beam, baton in hand. "Try not to kill each other." He reminded them, "We don't need a repeat of last year."
At the ding of a bell both students approached each other and Juan smacked Elek in the arm, making the boy twirl his arms to balance and jabbed him in the side quickly before he could recover.
"Come on Elek you can do better than that." They teased, bouncing on their toes. Elek whirled his baton at them, trying to knock Juan off but the Crow hopped backwards on the beam and Elek's momentum sent him stepping off the thin board.
Juan grinned lifting their baton over their head and cheering. Elek kicked the sand but stood as Cullen announced the point for the Crows. He spotted Jericho and Sabi in the crowd, heading over to them while Ilene and Gemma congratulated Juan.
The next contenders stepped up; Ayla for the Griffons and Tal for the Halla.
"Go!"
Ayla jabbed at Tal first, "Come on Tally boy you know I'm gonna win!" She teased as Tal managed to bat away her baton. He tried to smack her shoulder in retaliation and Ayla jumped back, almost slipping off the beam.
"In your dreams." Tal shot back, pushing the attack and taking a swing at Ayla. She tried to duck under the swing, landing a jab against Tal's chest making him stumble back but she didn't manage to duck far enough and got smacked in the head making her slip and both of them fell off the beam into the sand.
"A tie!" Announced Cullen before either of them had time to get back up and demand a rematch.
Both friends retreated to the sidelines, chatting about who would win if they'd been able to have a round two.
The last set of matches had started, Cara for the Crows and Zea for the Griffons. They were testing each other, swinging their batons and countering in turn.
Cara dodged a blow and slammed her baton into Zea's chest. The other Griffons on the sidelines yelled encouragements and Zea wobbled but held her ground. They clashed batons again and Zea twisted, feigning a hit that had Cara leaning heavily to one side before she shoved hard, managing to force Cara back a step, knocking her off the beam.
"You'll have to show me that move later!" Cara said while brushing herself off, "I could use something like that in my next wrestling match!"
//
Qatesh and Taash were sitting in the shade eating orange slices and watermelon and drinking water trying to stay cool. Lydia sat next to them in her dark running shorts and tshirt, her massive sun hat almost obscuring her face.
"Is it time for the next event already?" She asked as Selora jogged to where the little group was sitting.
"We're up, come on." She gestured at the teams gathering behind her. Taash grunted and helped the others up before they all wandered over to the sand pit.
A rope was stretched out across with several people waiting for them. Riley and Hugo waved as they joined the group.
On one side of the rope was Eris, Esha, Addie, and Queenie and they beckoned over Lydia. On the other side was Riley, Hugo, Selora, and Qatesh with Taash joined their side.
They each lined up, holding onto the rope and waiting for the signal.
Coach Blackwall let them get ready, making sure everyone had hands on the rope before blowing his whistle to begin.
Riley was the anchor for one end while Eris was the anchor for the other. Both dug in their heels as the others on the team struggled to gain any ground. The crowd around them getting louder the longer the tug of war went on.
"Come on Riley!" Amara and Saadrah called, banging their feet on the ground.
"Queenie! Addie! Let's goooooo!" Ayla yelled with Rose, "Griffons for life!"
"Hugo use those arm muscles!" Ilene and Zalan whistled for the Crow.
"Hey isn't Esha also a red Dragn? Is she on the wrong team?" Sabi asked.
"Pull!" Both teams chanted, and Eris' team gained another foot, and another, and another. Riley and Selora both made noises of disbelief, trying to pull harder for their team. But to no avail and Eris' team yanked the last foot, dragging Hugo at the front over the divider, Blackwall sounding the whistle for the winners.
Riley helped Hugo back up and the other students patted them on the back telling them they still put up a good fight. Eris hugged Esha and twirled her around and high fived Queenie and Addie, the Griffon team cheering for the point.
//
More events were held as the day wore down. There was an obstacle course that the Halla dominated in, a kickball match that the Dragons won, a scavenger hunt that the Specters beat the others in.
There was even a brief fire when some of the students tried to use Jericho's glasses to start a fire to win one of the challenges. Cullen managed to stomp it out and scold Gladius, but all involved avoided detention.
By the end of the day everyone was collapsed in the shade, chatting with friends, and enjoying the snacks provided.
At the final bell Cullen dismissed the class, announcing that the results would be posted the next day, "But I'm proud of everyone today, you all worked together, had fun, and no one died."
And with that they were free to go, everyone splitting off, laughter and happy chatting filling the air.
Lighthouse high had survived another field day.
Credits:
Ilene @kabsey
Lilya @serensama
Zalan @ blackwall-my-tiny-husband
Turvi @davrinsleftpectoral
Xiqaa @genjyoandgojyoandhakkai
Gladius @jenn2d2
Amara @chaosherald
Veryl @hedwigoprah
Coadi @notyourmamasdeerbat
Qatesh @bronzieinthedas
Jericho @sandcastlekings
Hugo @jukkaricity
Alana @therivercrow
Cara @pixiedurango
Ayanne @cute-ellyna
Esha @in-the-drowning-deep
Eris @grand-crow
Sabi @seaglassmelody
Rose @aetherflowers
Cyri @mythals-whore
Riley @woundedsoul12
Embria @himluv
Athos @necromanticsoul
Micah @biowaredisasterbisexual
Ghilasara @flowersforthemachines
Gemma @serialsforbellara
Cioba @xkatchy
Dana @babblingrook
Lydia @sorcerousadventurer
Saadrah @kogarashi-art
Ayla @mushrooms-x-moss
Sancha @casa-dei-corvei
Nona @handsignals
Juan @zennihilation
Selora @juniper-and-dragonthorn
Mina @tarasmom
Naera @serensama
Tal @sunny374940
Zea @redaresss
Queenie @lycheecatee
Dasha @lemondelighted
Addie @inquisimer
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“Draw your Rook as a cute little animal! (Or just yap about what animal they'd be.)”
Thank you so much for the tag @pixiedurango!! And thank you @babblingrook for creating this adorable tag game!! 🥹
So here is Queenie as a spotted quoll!! Truthfully I needed @lukewarmpretzel’s help with deciding on an animal so thank you Sol for your army of marsupial suggestions 🫶
I think it’s pretty obvious I don’t really draw animals often - so this was a really fun exercise!
It kind of came down between whether or not she’d be a spotted quoll or slender mongoose but ultimately - I don’t think she’d be as fast/agile as a mongoose. Also I think Sol’s exact words were “she’s marsupial coded” - which honestly? Yeah. I don’t really know if I have a super eloquent and well-thought out reasoning behind this except vibes 😭. Something about being super vulnerable when young and being really bitey probably. Also - I feel like they just…look a lot like her 😂 (maybe they give off kind of sassy vibes to me?)
Anyways these guys are super interesting - but I think their tasmanian devil cousins are a little more well-known 😭. I recommend if you’d like to learn more to search them up! There was a really interesting ABC segment a few years ago talking about introducing them to a sanctuary with bettongs to help with their survivability in the wild.
I’m not sure who has been tagged and who hasn’t for this one - so my apologies for any double ups! If you have done this one though pop a link in the comments because I really wanna see 👀
Thank you @kogarashi-art @sorcerousadventurer & @redaresss for the tags! I loved listening to your pics!!! 💕
Shamelessly share the song or piece of music that is *your* current favorite. If you discovered it yesterday, been listening to it on repeat for weeks or months or years, find it really meaningful, find it fun or funny, find it super technically well made, you just like it because, any reason at all: please share!
I couldn't resist sharing this one with y'all, and not just 'cause it's Friday over here. I've been listening to my fic playlists non-stop, especially the one I made for BLACKWALL, the band Modern!Ayla sings in. They perform every Friday night at the Hootenanny (AKA 'The Hoot', the finest honky tonk bar in Minrathous don't ya know).
I stumbled across this song while making it and just HAD to listen 'cause the name caught my attention. I was very surprised by how much of a bop it is, and it's been on repeat ever since. It's also very fun to sing along to in the car, and Mr. Shroom has dubbed it 'B-52-esque' (yeah, I make him listen to me sing it lmao he's fine).
Audra Mae is also my singing voice claim for Ayla - just listen to this and tell me it doesn't sound like her hollerin' up on stage with Blackwall (lead guitar), Antoine (keyboard), Evka (bass), and Eris (drums) down at The Hoot?? My hc is that they close the final set of every night with this, and Blackwall is always annoyed when people request it. 🤣
Gentle tags below if any of y'all want to play! And HAPPY FRIDAY NIGHT SHACK PARTY TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE!!! 💕😂
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Shamelessly share the song or piece of music that is *your* current favorite. If you discovered it yesterday, been listening to it on repeat for weeks or months or years, find it really meaningful, find it fun or funny, find it super technically well made, you just like it because, any reason at all: please share!
So this little song hit a part of my soul as I was working a small piece for Zea past some weeks ago and it just help push what I was trying to do while . It's also a really nice song cover and yea.
