Al Rashad Who Values Science Above All And Devotes His Life Towards It. Rashad Who Is Learning To Branch

Al Rashad who values science above all and devotes his life towards it. Rashad who is learning to branch out into more leisure activities. Rashad who doesn’t know when to stop rambling about his latest theory. Rashad who has allowed you to prepare experiments alongside him. Rashad who beams knowing you share a similar thirst for discovery. Rashad who has difficulty communicating with others at times and appreciates not being pried at all the time. The curious Third Archmage Al Rashad.

I never placed my tag for MLBB on here but it’s .shuitsukilover 😵

Never One Without Two!

Octavian

Male Reader

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Gleaming the streets with your self deprecating nature shining through your chosen circle. Where he went so did you and vice versa.

Today had happened to be one of the few days the both of you were not plaguing the lives of everyone around you. A simple hangout day.

Deviating from typical augur duties the frail boy sat with you in your bedroom watching various sitcoms. Though there wasn’t much watching on your part as his avid need to chime in with his verbal opinions on the characters’ decisions made it impossible to hear anything else much less concentrate.

Several sighs later and the two of you switched to scrolling aimlessly on TikTok in search of something, anything entertaining to watch.

“…Packing my tumblr to go on a…hot girl walk?”

“Y’know this is the only time I actually wanna hear your thoughts on this.”

“I don’t have any thoughts to share with the likes of you. But, honestly is all of that really necessary?”

“EXACTLY.”

Only stopping with criticism to stalk the rest of their page to see what else they had to offer, before you sprung up an offer of your own.

“We should play Murder Mystery.”

“Can’t, I’m still banned, it ends tomorrow though.”

“Damn why can’t you not be banned for a day that I actually wanna play a game.”

“It’s not like I was in the wrong, the moderation is just stupid.”

You couldn’t even escape Octavian’s rash decisions ruining your plans in the digital world much less the real world. So with dwindling activities to participate in your brain for the first time in a while went into overdrive.

“Alright get up, we’re going out.”

“Why would I go out with you?”

“You wish you could get with me. But, I’m talking about actually going out, like outside.”

“Where?”

“If I tell you it won’t be as exciting. Now stop asking me questions.”

Grasping his dominant hand the both of you flew out the door. With your eyes dead set on the mysterious hangout location.

“A cafe? Really?”

“It’s a casual thing, consider it a date.”

“Why would I want to go on a date with you?”

“I love you too man. Anyway we seat ourselves here, so, sit down.”

Reluctantly your date to be sat down and shut up for a graceful minute, overlooking the menu. Keeping a longing stare above the menu.

“Y’know I’ve never realised how freaky your pearly blues are. They’re really piercing through my soul.”

“Quiet.”

“Look I love ‘em on you but it’s kinda crazy. Deadass.”

A silent scoff left his breath. Just as a waiter picked up on your situation and swung by.

“Good afternoon, what can I get for you boys?”

“Hello, I’ll have a cup of mint tea and—maybe a croissant or lemon cake?”

“I highly recommend the cakes here they’re absolutely amazing.”

“So he’ll have that lemon cake, and I’ll just have a coffee, cappuccino.”

“Good choices I’ll get that out in for you guys!”

“Thanks!”

With a short pastime the beverages and cake is bought out. Granted with a simple ‘enjoy’ the waiter swayed from your table.

“Everything looks so good!”

Clasping your hands together paired with closed eyes in thanks. Your short thanks ended abruptly as your eyes opened to see a spoonful of your cake missing.

“What the fuck.”

“Hm?”

“Don’t ’hm’ me you big back bitch. Order your own cake.”

“There is enough for the both of us, why do you think she gave us two spoons? Sometimes your intellect escapes you I swear.”

“No you ass. She gave ME two spoons. One for my cake and one for any sugar to put in my tea.”

“You don’t put sugar in your tea. So the spoon is for me.”

“Yeah? Well she wouldn’t know that. So the spoon is mine. If you disagree any further I will drop your skinny ass right here and now.”

“Crude and intimate. Just hurry and eat your food, so I can leave I have work to do.”

His harsh words would’ve come across in a more offensive way if he truly wanted to leave hastily. So you sat in a comforting silence enjoying your food, occasionally giving him some of your cake.

Idk how to end short stories ngl

Oficie[Doppo Kannonzaka]

02 Crossy-Road

17:30

The day is finally over and your seemingly endless duties are done. With it now being time to clock out and relax. You began waving a gentle goodbye to your colleagues when the elevator door beeped and out came the man you’ve been waiting for.

"Ready to go to the cafè Doppo?". You eagerly asked the now ever-tired man.

"Yes, I just have to clock out first." You nodded and scrolled through media while waiting for him to return.

He walked back and the two of you headed for the station.

"Ah! Y'know I always wanted to open my own coffee shop." You said taking your previous seat on the empty train.

"What's stopping you [f/n] ?"

"I guess I'm just scared of failure also I don't have a place to start the shop so..y’know.”

"Hm.." You sat in an excruciating silence until the train stopped. "Cmon let's go get that coffee!" You snatched his hand and dragged him out the train.

18:26

"I'm going to get hot chocolate this time and a strawberry shortcake! And you?" You asked gesturing towards the red-head.

"Um I'll get the same thing." He said to the worker with a shake in his voice. Perhaps he was nervous?

"Alright, two hot chocolates and two shortcakes strawberry style." The laid back worker lazily repeated back to you both.

"Yep that’s all!" With confirmation the worker turned around to get started.

"Let's just wait." He walked over to a table slouched. Looking over at you playing on your phone.

"What are you doing?" He asked tiredly. "I'm playing crossy road. Why? Did you wanna try?"

"Sure."

You handed him the phone to play with a slight graze of one another’s fingers. Ignoring the small gesture his eyes fixated on the screen. And within a second he got the adorable animal ran over.

"This is fun." He quipped with a weird smile. "Um your not supposed to get run over Doppo..."

"Oh, sorry." He handed the phone back. Just then the waiter came bearing your orders and setting them down on the table.

"Thank you!" You bowed with gratitude for the food. Doppo had just nodded in agreement before sipping the familiar coffee from earlier.

"Y'know Doppo you should download the game if you like it so much." You took a piece with your fork from the cake.

"I thought I was playing it wrong [f/n]." He slightly tilted his head with confusion.

"I mean yeah, but, you can't expect to follow the rules all the time."

"Alright what was the app called?"

"Crossy road!"

"Ok it's downloading now." He placed his phone on the table revealing the download progress. "Ah that was good I'm full!" You sulked at the disappearance of the cake.

"Are you sad that you can't eat anymore?" He said raising an eyebrow.

"I mean yeah. I bought these tasty watermelon ice pops but I'm not gonna force eat it that ruins the experience!" You got up from the table.

"Hm I guess I wouldn't know. I don't really eat much." He opened the door for you both. "You don't say Mr.Eyebags." You pulled on his coat.

"Office work is tiring y'know especially for the nightshift workers." He said in effort to excuse his lifestyle choices.

"I wouldn't know! I get a full 2hours and 32 minutes and with the help of face masks and an assortment of teas I don't look like a zombie!" You glowed.

"I-" He cut himself off not knowing what or how to respond to that.

"I would walk you back home Doppo but I gotta water my plants and get some more work done." You begrudgingly confessed to him.

"It's alright I'll see you tomorrow on the train right?" He hopeful for once. "Oh yeah of course my ever-deprived friend, see ya!"

You waved him bye before closing the outer door and skipping to your apartment door. "Ah my lovely plants I'm home! Oh, right you don't talk.."

You tossed your bag on the small couch and laid on the bed you loved so much.

Oh and about that work? Fuck it. We both know that will not be getting done in a timely manner.

I too was one of the mfs who hated Steve’s design at first but ngl it’s grown on me I fw the fit

I find the concept of Claudio slightly becoming acquaintances with a person/being he couldn’t exorcise hilarious. Like despite his almost arrogant? demeanour he’d get pissed at the failure.

Going off of absolutely nothing I fear he would be less accepting of the failed exorcism if you were younger/more youthful looking. Like I believe he would be less aggravated if you were older or at least around his age. Because, who the hell wants to lose to a child. No qualms on gender though he’d be equally pissed for man, woman, or other.

It’s also not a “oh damn I failed let’s be friends” thing either. He’s going to throw everything he’s got at this. I have no reason to believe he wouldn’t attempt to shoot you as a last resort.

Eye twitching type shit.

It’ll be a while before he gives up on trying to make you a past tense. Let alone friendship or more if you’re feeling up to it.

About a year in and he’s still throwing holy water at you. But I’m just yapping feel free to discuss further with me.