#synchronised screaming

[stillsyns]

HELLO LOVELIES.

It’s SynS time! Or will be, soon. Please come play tomorrow night (Friday) starting at 7 pm AT - which is 6 pm ET, 3 pm PT, and 10 pm GMT.

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[wavewright62]

One Tuuri-birb perching on Onni's knee to comfort him? *flings bunny all the way out of SynS over here*

Which way is she pointing, though, that is the question.  Thanks for the ask @vefanyar!

[worldsentwined]

In case anyone thought we were joking about the “screaming” part of Synchronised Screaming. @stillsyns

[idleleaves]

Parker is saying hello to everyone in SynS chat tonight via monitor headbutts.

[ilral]

Just Before Dawn

Sigrun/Tuuri - the joy of waking up with you still here

The first night they shared a bed, there had been an armed man watching them. The air in the quarantine area was freezing, but Tuuri hadn’t wanted Sigrun to come within a hand’s width of her. The girl was reading too far into what was a perfectly accepted practice to conserve body heat, of course, and probably projecting that onto the guard, too, but whatever. It did amuse her, though, when she woke up in the wee hours of the morning and Tuuri had inched over to be just barely touching her.

She glanced over to the guard. He was leaning against the glass, fast asleep. At least he’d put his gun down before nodding off. The cold air was still seeping through the covers, though, so Sigrun took the chance to nestle in against Tuuri, probably taking a bit too much pleasure in it to be purely platonic. The soft flesh against her body, as opposed to corded muscle, was a new experience, but she definitely preferred it.

As she brought her head a little closer, Sigrun could hear her whispering, but she couldn’t make out what it was. She brushed a hand against her shoulder by mistake, and Tuuri shivered, despite the increased warmth. Sigrun shivered too, when she remembered what the wetness under her fingers was.

It had been a lucky break, convincing the officers to let her stay with Tuuri despite the circumstances. What had happened to her last week was bad enough. Letting her spend all night here staring down the barrel of a gun would have broken Sigrun’s heart. Besides, the soldiers all kept saying she should have been a troll. Who better to keep her company, then, than the woman who’d trained to fight them all her life?

[wavewright62]

Sooo, this happened... Lalli steals Cyprus' Eurovision look. This is for you, @vefanyar

[idleleaves]

Screamin’ around in chat for a while if anyone wants to join me.

[worldsentwined]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

I told myself I wasn’t going to write a @stillsyns prompt this week, and then I went and did this. Part of my HogwartSSSS AU, because what else was I going to do with the prompt “Onni/Reynir - Emotional Wizard Emotions”?

No archive warnings, teen rating for alcohol references, pre-slash Reynir/Onni, Hogwarts AU, Misunderstandings.

“I can’t believe we’re here!”

“I can’t believe we’re here.”

Reynir turned to look at Onni. “What do you mean?” He’d been hearing about the wonders of Hogsmeade for the past two years, and now he was finally old enough to go. It was exciting! They’d visited the joke shop and spent nearly an hour in Honeydukes buying candy. So why was Onni frowning?

“I just...are you sure you want to do this?” Onni directed an anxious look at the sign over the door. The Three Broomsticks. “I don’t think Grandma approves of pubs.”

“She doesn’t approve of Hogwarts either, but here you are,” Reynir pointed out.