Well That Took An Unexpected Turn.

Well… that took an unexpected turn.

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I love that pirate AU you wrote! Do you have a FFN/AO3 account with more things to read? :o

Unfortunately no...

...T YET, HELL YEAH I'LL MAKE ONE AND LINK IT HERE

Thank you so much for reading, Anon, I actually was contemplating about making an account on some writing platform because this blog's pretty dead and I still have a lot of unfinished projects.

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Okay, I was like: Imma write a drabble the way it’s supposed to be. I’m a pro.Spoiler: I didn’t, so this just turned out to be a weird oneshot. I got too much into it. Enjoy.Song: So Close - Jon McLaughlin“So close to reaching that famous happy end,Almost believing this one’s not pretend.”There she is, capturing something more than his view.Again, as if it took her no effort. But how? What was she doing here? Did anything other than her arrival matter anymore?Somehow, she looked more stunning than this morning, when they bumped into each other on the street. She made small steps trough the hall and he could see red shoes shyly showing their tips underneath her long dress. The dress swayed with each movement. From head to toe, the dress gradually turned from blue to red. Just the experience of looking at her seemed surreal.She noticed him, but then another man wanted her attention. She turned her head towards his black glasses and brown hair, then listened to his whispers and nodded until, finally, he walked away. Her gaze followed him before he got lost in the crowd.Her amber eyes met the black one again. She smiled. Resumed her pace towards him. Before he knew it, she was two feet away, the orchestra crept into the silence and he reached out.“Would you like to dance?” Pause. “Yes.”She gave him his hand and they both joined the dance floor.She placed her hand in his and spread her fingers across his shoulder. In return, his hand went underneath her shoulder blade and his eyes to hers.In the few steps that followed, the white-haired man noticed an unexpected security in her movements. It was almost as if the girl wasn’t the very klutz that spilt his tea. “You’re a pretty good dancer.”She looked away from the intense stare. An agonizing pause.“I thought I’d never see you again.”This statement made her tense and her eyes returned to his with a sheepish smile.“You’d want to?”The singer’s voice kept carrying them across the hall.“More than I’m willing to admit.”“Well, saying ‘yes’ is satisfying enough.”“Well, I guess that makes us both pleasantly surprised.”“Ehm, ‘pleasantly surprised’ doesn’t even begin to describe it”He chuckled.“What does?”Step, step, sigh.“I wish I could tell you.”He nodded in understanding. The conversation ended. They were both carried by the waves of the song into the waltz that was like a ship over the depths of each other’s eyes. Synchronised with the singer’s voice, like it was all planned outSo far, we are…The music started changing it’s pace.“Miss, if you don’t mind, I would like to try something”“I don’t.”“Hold tight.”Her expression showed how she read his intention and her grip tightened. His footwork became faster with each next step as they moved. She followed and her dress did too. The world became hazy. Guests. Marble pillars. Grand chandeliers. All gone.What remained was his smile and the bubble of laughter that wanted to escape her.It felt like-“Miss Bordeaux!”They stopped. The man with glasses from before stood as close as he had to be, looking displeased. Her partner gave them a confused glance. Glasses ignored him. His unpleasant attention was directed at the redhead. She turned to her partner and bowed.“I’m grateful for the pleasant dance.”“The feeling is mutual.”The brown haired man coughed and the girl hesitated before turning towards him. She rushed as she looked down at her feet.Her partner stood there for a few moments before walking towards the exit himself. Time to leave came too early. His friends will forgive him. As for the host, he’ll come up with an excuse.What about her?He’ll probably never see her again. Fate doesn’t give two chances so easily. Three is pretty much impossible. He knows how cruel it is. But…He can’t help but hope.Now he knows the name he yearned for all day.

Rations for various RPG Races

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Universal:

Homemade artisan herb bread, home grown and dried apples and prunes, uncured beef sausage, munster cheese. Made a small bag from cheesecloth and tied it closed.

Discussion thread here.

Dwarf:

Garlic chicken livers, smoked and peppered cheese, spiced pork sausages, hard tack, dried vegetables, dried wild mushrooms.

Discussion thread here.

Elf:

Top left to right: Evereskan Honey Comb, Elven Travel Bread (Amaretto Liquer Cake with custom swirls), Lurien Spring Cheese (goat cheese with garlic, salt, spices and shallots), Delimbyr Vale Smoked Silverfin (Salmon), Honey Spiced Lichen (Kale Chips), and Silverwood Pine Nuts.

Discussion thread here.

Halfling:

From upper left: “Honeytack” Hard tack honey cakes, beef sausage, pork sausage mini links, mini whole wheat toast, cranberry cheddar cheese mini wedge, mini pickles, pumpkin and sunflower seeds, lower right is my homemade “travel cake” muesli with raisins, golden prunes, honey, eggs and cream.

Discussion thread here.

Half-Orc:

Wrapped in cheesecloth and tied in burlap package. Forest strider drumsticks, molasses sweet wheat bread “black strap”, aged Munster, hard boiled eggs, mixed wild nuts.

Discussion thread here.

Orc:

Orcs aren’t known for their great cuisine. Orcs prefer foods that are readily available (whatever can be had by raiding), and portable with little preparation, though they have a few racial delicacies. Toughs strips of lean meat, bones scavenged from recent kills, and dark coarse bread make up the bulk of common orc rations.Fire roasted rothe femur (marrow is a rare treat) [beef femur], Strips of dried meat (of unknown origin) [homemade goose jerky], foraged nuts, only edible by orcs….nut cracker tusks [brazil nuts], coarse black bread, made with whatever grains can be pillaged [black sesame bread], Pungent peppers [Habanero peppers stuffed with smoked fish and olives].

More images here. Discussion thread here.

Gnome:

Pan fried Delimbyr smelt, spiced goat cheese (paprika crusted hand pressed Fontina), Gnome shortbread (savory pistachio), glass travel jar filled with Secomber Red (wine), hard boiled quail eggs packed in rolled oats (to keep safe), dried figs from Calimshan, and Southwood smoked goat sausage (blood sausage).

More images here. Discussion thread here.

Lizardfolk:

Lizardfolk are known to be omnivores, forage for a surprising variety of foods found within the confines of their marshy environs, in this case the Lizard Marsh near Daggerford. Fresh caught boiled Delimbyr Crayfish on wild chives, coastal carrageen moss entrapping estuary brine shrimp (irish moss, dried brine shrimp), Brackish-Berries (blackberries), Blackened Dart-Frog legs (frog legs) on spring sprouts (clover sprouts), roasted bog bugs on a stick!

More images here. Discussion thread here.

Drow:

From top left: Menzoberranzan black truffle rothe cheese (Black Knight Tilsit), Donigarten Moss Snails (Escargot in shallot butter sauce), Blind cave fish caviar in mushroom caps (Lumpfish caviar), faerzress infused duck egg imported from the surface Realms (Century egg), Black velvet ear fungus (Auricularia Black Fungus Mushroom).

More images here. Discussion thread here.

Absolutely stunning

Alright guys, here's the second one: WBC point of view. The first one got so much love and I'm so grateful for that. Can't wait to do more writing for this pair...😏😉

U1146 was only minding his business. He could've sworn he did. But when your business revolves around killing dangerous bacteria maybe it just doesn't matter.

Man, it feels good to take a break. Marginating pool, here I co-.

In one moment, he took a sip of tea. In the other, he was spread out on the ground. Something, no, somebody was pressed up against him - another cell. White could feel their laboured breaths.

So he decided to take a look. His body couldn't help but twitch after emotions hit his gut.

It was her.

"I, I'm... Red blood cell, I" was all that he could muster.

Both of them craved space to breathe, so he tried to stand up. His cold hand felt warmth before it found the floor. The neutrophil was confused until he noticed that red colour on her face. He understood which border he crossed and how it made him look. However, he could not understand how it made him feel. U1146 wanted to say something, but only widened his eyes before a helpless blink. He wanted to back away, but didn't.

The surprising thing was, Ae3803 had done the same.

And all that he could do was stare at the gold of her eyes. There were no right choices in that moment. No words to say. This moment was felt. The sight of her red hair. The sound of her heavy breathing. Feeling of her warmth. Her metallic scent. His mind refused to process anything else.

What had Ae3803 done to him? She seemed to know as much as he did. Whatever it was, he wanted her to stop. Or did he really? Was this feeling dread or anticipation? How could he feel such fear and excitement at the same time? Of all the dangers U1146 faced, this one seemed to be the most terrifying one of them all.

Because it took the shape of an erythrocyte with the most beautiful smile.

Her eyes lost focus and Ae3803 looked to her right. A beat. She started moving again. U1146 could only tense up, hoping to prevent history from repeating. Despite the effort, he felt her movements against him making his embarrassment reach new heights. She closed her eyes and quickly backed away.

He was on the floor, realising that he could breathe again.

Say something. Anything! She'll get the wrong idea!

I lost control!

What's wrong with me?

I should've-

"U-uhm, White blood cell? Are, are you alright?"

The voice grounded him. Only after he sat up, he noticed the disarray among the ranks of his locks was gone. He didn't want to look at her as he felt warmth filling his cheeks. She was standing, at a distance, and he could feel her discomfort. Her movements were restless as she put her hat back on.

"I'm fine, don't, ehm worry about me. Are you hurt anywhere?"

U1146 restrained himself from checking, feeling that asking was all that he should do.

If only I got hold of myself sooner.

"I'm fine! Great, really, I, I didn't get hurt anywhere!", she waved her hands around.

An immune cell doing something like this!

"That's... uhm, that's great! I'm glad you didn't get hurt... uhm, I, you just be more careful next time."

"Y-yeah, I will."

I'm a shame, look how I made her feel. What have I done?

"Somebody c-could get hurt if this happens again..."

"I know, my bad! Please, forgive me, please."

Me? Forgive you? You don't understand...

"It's alright, but it would be... I just wanted to warn you."

"I'm really sorry. I will get you a new cup of tea."

He realised why she said that and glued his eyes towards her box. The O2 written on it became the most interesting sight in the world.

"You don't have to, I'm just glad that your box is intact."

"Yeah, me too!"

That was as much chat as they could force. Ae3803 made a shaky stride towards the box. He tried to ignore her. Well, at least he tried.

U1146 held back on giving her unrestricted access to his feelings through his look again. He thought it was enough to stabilise the situation. The answer came in her shaky movements, lip bites and rosy cheeks.

Just a few more seconds, Red blood cell and I will leave you alone.

He couldn't help but work in favour of this unusual disease. He didn't know what he exactly craved, nor how will looking at her help him obtain it. The most frustrating thing was that he just did it.

I'm not myself today.

"I will get the tea myself, thank you."

Don't you dare look at her

Trying to block out every sense that she bewitched, he went past her.

"S-see you"

Don't look at me, please.

She did.

Photographs found their place in an album. A certain cell that had seen everything smiled as he looked at them.

"Nice. Very nice."

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