#//y'see it's more of an obsession really

[minxiiwrites]

🌸C'mere kitty kitty

I have no wifi today and instead of studying for midterms I'm doing this, tsktsk it's so hard being the best B))

: Idia x gn!reader

: Summary; Reader turns into a feline because of an alchemy class accident

: Contents; Fluff, no warnings

How did this happen? How did it come up to this? How did all of the events, actions, choices and consequences were all alined to this specific outcome? You didn't wanna know

The first time Idia sees you with feline features, he's understandably gonna freak out about it. Bombarding you with questions and tidbits of what happened to your body.

Are your ears and tail connected to your nervous system making you feel touch from them? Do you share the same habits and traits as another beastman would? If he theoretically made a point lazer and swirled it on the floor would you chase it?

You deadpanned at the last question.

If he saw your form in public (and by some miracle, not in his tablet but face to face) he would just bombard you with questions and that's it. He's not really confident enough to do anything else, hell, he was only able to approach you because his love for cats practically controlled his body faster than he could realize it

However, if you meet in the comfort of his room, then the situation is relatively similar. The big difference is that he would relatively sneak glances at you and your kitty cat features, observing and overanalyzing every little move you make. Even though he's technically all alone (with his crush o ma gaw) he's still a socially awkward loser. And plus, how does one even politely say that they wanna touch a literal body part of theirs without sounding like a creep

Once you give him your consent though, he may or may not abuse that privilege. Randomly petting your head, scratching behind your ears, poking at your tail, he's like a toddler.

Everytime he does he has this dopey genuine smile on his face, if you lean in to his touches he'll literally combust!! Hair tips turning pink as he clammers and coos at how adorable you're being, all with his heart beating God knows how fast

If you are the one initiating physical contact, like taking his hand and leading it towards your head, or rubbing your tail against his arm and/or back, then you broke him beyond compare. He isn't even used to physical contact with normies, how much more with his crush?! (He's such a loser I love him)

May or may not make small little inventions for your cute little kitty problems, e.i; a brush thin but durable enough to comb through your tail to remove stray fur that dirty your couches. Specialized custom made headphones for kitty cats like you so you can still listen to music even with different ears. It's an obsession I tell you

And whenever he sees you use the things he made specifically for you, he'd feel so effing smug and proud like 'y'see that cute kitty cat brushing their tail with an amazing cool useful high tech gadget gizmo cowabunga unga brush? Heh 😼 I made it for them all by myself B)) *swipes nose with finger, smirks cockily, flips hair sassily*'

I had to cut this short cause my school starts at 5am tomorrow and it's already 11pm acckk wahh I wanna talk more about Idia catboy grr

#twst x reader #idia x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #idia #idia shroud #twst idia #twst idia x reader #twst idia shroud #twst Idia Shroud x reader

[minetteskvareninova]

Re: the Hatice as a character is defined solely by Ibrahim and badly written...

I think the first part is... Kinda true? Like, she has character motivations and relationships beyond him (like with Şah, Hürrem or Süleyman; heck, her relationship with Hürrem is at first independent of, even directly clashing with her relationship to Ibrahim), that's true. But I won't deny the overwhelming importance Ibrahim has in shaping the overall trajectory of her life; like, in season 1 her story is mainly about their forbidden love, and after that she's essentially pushed on the periphery of the show. In season 2, she's still a side character to other archs (like Nigar's relationship to Ibrahim, her mother's growing enmity with Hürrem etc.) untill the whole Ibrahim cheating thing pushes her back in the spotlight. Her whole revenge on Hürrem dealio in season 3 is motivated mostly by her placing the blame for first Ibrahim's affair and then his death on Hürrem. When you get down to it, she is indeed motivated mostly by Ibrahim.

That does not make her a badly written character and I will fight you on this.

The thing with Hatice is - yes, her life mostly centers on Ibrahim. However, it also includes other components and it interact both with those and Ibrahim himself in such varied, interesting and above all consistent ways that in no way you can call her badly written. Like, consider just how complex her relationship to Hürrem or Süleyman is. There's a lot to be said about Hatice and class, morality etc. Not to mention, the extent to which Ibrahim's memory consumes her entire life is not only very intentional, but directly called out by the show. Hatice being devoted to Ibrahim to that extent is not only a character flaw, but her actual honest-to-God hamartia. And as @faintingheroine helpfully pointed out, the picture of Ibrahim she holds on to does not always correspond to real Ibrahim (who after all was a complete asshole, and you'd have to be stupid or just as horrible - hi Süleyman - to mourn him). All of this gives her obsession interesting complexities, so overall I don't think it's at all fair to call her character badly written.

That said, this is definitely a problem - not with Hatice's character specifically, but with the show as a whole. Y'see, *a* female character being solely defined by the male ones is not a problem. Female characters being defined by male ones tho... It's one of those things that only becomes an issue in aggregate. It's not just Hatice; most other female characters are defined by their relationships to men. Compare Hatice to Hürrem, Mahidevran or Nurbanu in this regard and you'll definitely see what I am talking about. To some extent, it's an unavoidable feature of the patriarchal setting, and you would have to work really hard to disentangle the roles these female characters play in this society (which are inevitably tied to men) from the rest of their internal lives. The show... Does not do that hard work. To its credit, the female characters in it aren't completely one-dimensional either. This isn't an either-or issue, it's more about the degree to which the writing falls into the sexist pitfalls. And the writing in this show... Well, it could use some work in this regard.

#magnificent century

[lesbofaggot]

henlo please tell us about kamukoma (asking as requested) tysm

i got on my pc just to answer this question on browser

Kamukoma is a ship between Nagito Komaeda and Izuru Kamukura from Danganronpa. Nagito is a Hope's Peak Academy student, known as the Ultimate Lucky (or SHSL Luck), whereas Izuru is an A.I in Hajime's body, known as the Ultimate Hope (SHSL Hope works too).

Ship began sailing when a very homoerotic scene happens: Izuru grabbing Nagito by the waist. It's even hotter when you realize Nagito is obsessed with Hope, and Izuru is—yep, you guessed it—the Ultimate Hope. This leaves an effect to lots of Komahina shippers, since Izuru is a somewhat robot "idealized" version of Hajime himself, plus haha Nagito manages to fall in love with the same guy again thats just how much he loves hajizuru.

Comparing Komahina with Kamukoma, Nagito falls in love with the same aspect of both Hinata/Kamukura, despite both being different people. The result of their relationship, however, ends up differently.

The fact is; Nagito loves Hajime because he thought he was an Ultimate. He had the same thing going with everyone else. Although, despite him obsessing with Hajime the same way he obsesses with other Ultimates, he saw a different "aura" coming from Hajime. He believes that he and Hajime are "similar", aka Would Do Anything To Get Noticed (Hajime was a starving man for talent abilities and worth, Nagito believes he is unworthy of attention, but deep down that's what he seeks for) and they both technically don't have any talent! (Hajime has no talent, and luck...well, it's not really a talent, is it now?) Thus the relationship creates a genuine bond after CH4 where Nagito hates Hajime for finding out that Hajime is, indeed, similar to Nagito. Basically, Komahina good! Nagito genuinely likes Hajime because they're both "equal". Oh and probably also because Hajime takes Makoto's steps: an average guy, manages to create hope when his friends need it. That changes Komaeda's way of thinking, said in wiki that he "believes in the potential of the talentless, because such "weak" people succeeding and rising up from despair would create even more hope." Crazy how much Hajime could've changed him, if he were still alive in CH5, eh?

So, what about Kamukoma? It's the same thing but they're more broken, y'see. When I said "Nagito falls in love with the same aspect of both Hinata/Kamukura", I was specifically talking about hope. Izuru and Hajime switch places; they win some, they lose some (- personality, + talent). The concept of "Ultimate Hope" means 'Being able to do everything without effort' to Izuru Kamukura and Hope's Peak, which attracts Nagito. That basically means Izuru can create hope, no problemo! That's why their relationship is ruined. Izuru Kamukura is the "ideal" guy to Nagito, he's basically everything Nagito wants (except he can't give...affection to Nagito, not at all. hes just sitting there, unamused). He creates despair and hope, he's able to destroy humanity or save it, he's God himself. Why wouldn't Nagito worship him? Izuru meets all Nagito's unhealthy expectations and standards. They're both traumatized, and instead of fixing their beliefs, he both stay delusional, believing that all talentless people are worthless, and the Ultimates are the mighty. Terrifying how society norms can ruin your life. So basically, Kamukoma good, too! Not very healthy, but it definitely tells a story. Nagito always has high expectations of other Ultimates, and if they fail to do them— he stops respecting them and considers them a failure. This will never apply to Izuru Kamukura, as he is capable of doing anything, as long as you ask him to do it. Thus Nagito will make him "his toy" by pulling the strings and perhaps even create a much greater hope than ever.

I think the relationship is even more sadder when you consider the fact that Nagito wants attention. He wants someone to tell him that they love him and hug him, and Izuru is not the right person for that. But he's too obsessed and absorbed with his mere existence, he doesn't want to get rid of him at all. All he wants to hear from Izuru is "I love you", knowing well that even if he would say that, he wouldn't mean it. That's the greatest part of Kamukoma, the angst.............. Then again, maybe he CAN love, but I'm too focused on the part of "robot kamukura" idea where he doesn't show love because he traded his heart for skill & brains, thus creating an entire emotionless person with no care in the world. Basically, acearo Kamukura in a relationship he doesn't care about. Sad, but GOD it's so good.

Komahina and Kamukoma make me smile so much Ahhhhh i love the gay guys who either fight against the society norms together or support it and continue on destroying their own identities.

#long post #nagito komaeda #hajime hinata #izuru kamukura #komahina #kamukoma #its enough to be tagged as it when i talk A LOT about it.... #danganronpa

[starleska]

Have you ever thought about making professor marmalade x reader fics? I've been looking everywhere but there's barely any marmalade x Reader fanfics with marmalade other than this one and I've seen the asks you answered and they're so good!!

thank you very much lovely anon!!! means the world when i get positive feedback on my writing 🥰💖

i have certainly thought about it!!! i've had a lot of demand for Professor Marmalade x Reader fic in particular, and it's tough to respond to all of the requests. y'see, i write a lot outside of my fandom activities and am a bit of an infrequent fic-writer (my AO3 - 18+! - is here). i create fandom content for myself and for my pals (apart from the rare occasions that i take on commissions) and my interests move around so much that committing to writing fic for a character ends up feeling more like a chore? and then i lose inspiration 😭😭

so it all depends!! there are some characters i've been extremely obsessed with (and still am) that i'd really love to write fic for, but i find fic to be so much more time-consuming and to require a hell of a lot more energy than making art or AMVs. i'm definitely not saying never, as i love the Professor and he would be really fun to write for...my inspiration is just focused in other areas right now 😓

i hope that isn't too disappointing a response!!! perhaps you'd like to share your thoughts on what you'd be interested in for a Prof Marmalade x Reader fic? i've still got people hanging on for the next chapter of my Baldi fic, whenever that will happen 😂

#i've had an Augustus St. Cloud fic in the works FOREVER but then i get too embarrassed and leave it for months 😂 #and i was REALLY inspired writing that Salad Fingers fic after getting obsessed with his dialogue #i just try to ride the waves of fixation as they come rather than respond directly to requests #i used to run a blog that did that and people got really rude and demanding very quickly and i was left exhausted and uninspired #so please know it means the world you like my writing so much!!! and i don't mean to be ungrateful 💖 #starleskasks

[blurrymango]

I hate femdom and pegging. Y'all know this.

But here's the kicker.

5,617 photos of hentai on my laptop I'd say roughly 67% of those are pegging and femdom.

Y'see.

I just don't like femdom and pegging when it comes to characters that I personally enjoy or am attracted to or just know.

Random anime boy or man #31 getting his hole pounded by a big titty or loli futanari? Absolutely yes. Need more of that actually I am obsessed with it.

Michael Myers getting ffucked in the ass or dominated? Absolutely not I would much rather throw up and kill myself. Just not my cup of tea. I legitimately cringe when thinking about it. Disgusting bullshit.

Like before I watched Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid I saw a couple of arts of Shouta getting ffucked by Lucoa. I enjoyed it. I found it hot. After watching Dragon Maid, I don't like seeing it, I literally feel nauseous when seeing it.

So yeah. When I express disgust about femdom and pegging just know I only really mean it about media I enjoy.

#mango man speaks

[askexecutivearcher]

So are you in love with the boss or what?

It's just deep admiration, that's all.

#ask #ask executive archer #team rocket #executive archer #team rocket archer #//y'see it's more of an obsession really #//archer constantly searches for approval and where better to get than from our lord and saviour boss giovanni??

[heliotism]

ECLAIR COOKIE GENERAL YANDERE HEADCANNONS.

requested by: @average-unpaid-therapist ! thank you for requesting ^^

warning! possible ooc bc well, he's very new!

my man right here

he's hot. he's smart. basically, he's got the looks and the brains, which is very attractive in itself!

so, overtime, he gets used to the fact that most of the museum visitors are really just here to admire him, rather than the ancient relics he collected.

(this one was at all you fucking simps /lh)

it gets tiring, it's true.

worst thing is that whenever eclair tries to explain a thing or two about this very interesting artifact, those people will just

stare at him. in a very lovey-dovey, and quite creepy way.

not cool.

problem is, those cookies become so much more frequent, that he can't even properly run the museum, as they always chase him and stick to him—

and then he sees you.

your eyes shine bright with interest, as you read the cartel right next to an antique painting.

you don't necessarily look prettier than the average cookie— and yet, you still are captivating.

eclair can't help but go your way, eager to find out more about you.

note that at this point, it's not love or obsession or anything else— you just piqued his interest.

“are you interested by our collection, dear visitor?”

you jump because that bitch just scared the shit out of you lmfao

“ah, i apologize if i startled you. that was not my intention.”

“oh! no no— it's fine, don't worry! as for your question, then i must say— yes. absolutely!”

you then go on a five minute talk about how each part of the museum had you absolutely thrilled, and how you felt blessed because archeology and history were your two major interests, and now that this museum was here, you could find fellow nerds history fans!

“but i gotta say— my favorite part of the museum surely has to be the dragon fighter cookies exposition.”

interest 100. he's absolutely hooked now.

you?? a fellow dragon-fighter cookies enjoyer??

“yes! i agree, out of all the expositions here, the dragon-fighter one certainly is the richest one— perhaps because i spend a bit too much time on finding relics related to them.”

you laugh at his attempt at a joke, and then you keep the conversation going, which i will not retranscript as i have no idea what to write for it.

but let's just say that with each word you say, especially about his one biggest interest, eclair cookie is slowly being more and more charmed.

you seen the meme that goes "my way of flirting is stating scientific facts"? well, basically, this is you right now, and you don't even realize it.

good job [y/n] lol

speaking of your name— eclair needs to know it.

you know, because it's pretty rare to find other people who enjoy the dragon-fighter cookies' history as much as he does.

“pardon me for being so curious, but may i ask for your name?”

“only if you give me yours first~”

“of course— i am eclair cookie.”

“well, i'm [y/n]!”

he'll make sure to remember your name— and spoiler alert, he does.

after that day, eclair looks forward to seeing you as often as possible. he, unfortunately, can only rarely leave the museum, as he's clearly bound to this place— if he isn't here to keep it clean, then who will do it?

whenever you're not here, he'll either spend his time cleaning the museum or think about you while standing awkwardly in front of the painting where you two first met.

and it's kinda weird because imagine just visiting the museum and then you see the dude that's in charge of the place, just. standing.

and he'd do that for three hours each day.

but thinking isn't enough. thoughts are ephemeral, and even though he's smart, eclair, like any other cookie, forgets them by the end of the day.

so he starts to write them down as they come, in a notebook he hides somewhere inside his office.

eclair certainly wouldn't want you to learn about him writing pages and pages about his kind of obsessive thoughts about you, y'see

poor man doesn't realize it, but he's sinking into the abyss of obsession faster than the titanic 🗿

after roughly four notebooks filled to the brim with lovesick and obsessive notes about you only, eclair finally realizes that he may or may not be doing okay rn

naturally, he comes to the conclusion that he should seek help and find a healthy way to cope with his obsessive and intrusive thoughts

just kidding lmfao

“surely, i must be in love with them..” yeah sounds more like it

he's not nervous when it comes to love, so right when he sees you, he just—

“ever since i met you, my heart has done nothing but ache when you weren't in the same room a me. and when it ached a bit too much for the first time... i realized i loved you.”

you're surprised. very surprised.

“i know, this is quite surprising considering the short amount of time we'd spent together, but— i truly love you, and i mean it.”

eclair will be very, very insistent about it, and he simply won't take no as an answer— even if you don't like him back at all. so congrats, you got yourself a cute boyfriend!

he'll become twice as obsessive as before, paying more attention to everything you do, like at what exact time you get in the museum, what you prefer to wear on which day, how you eat your start jellies— how do you not notice the way he's constantly scribbling down things in this little notebook of his?

i mean, yeah huh you did actually notice— but hey, he's actually just.

writing down hum. work related stuff! no need to worry hahaha...

dating eclair will be nice and all, until at some point— you'll constantly feel smothered in his presence.

turn your head around and that dude will follow your stare. it's creepy.

he can sometimes make strange remarks, like “but you usually don't wear that on a monday...” “well, [y/n], you are three minutes and forty seconds late. do i need to come to your home and kidnap you so you'll always be early??... why the scared face? my sweetheart, you know i would never actually do that! i was just making a light-hearted joke!”

when he's not being creepy with simple words, he'll ask you very strange questions.

“my dearest, what were you doing before coming to the museum?” “opinion on [very specific art movement that happened decades ago and that you've never heard of before]?” “if i asked you who your favorite person was, you'd answer me, naturally..?”

note that if you actually answer with someone else on the last one, hum. bad things may happen to said someone.

eclair wants to know everything about you, just like he wants to know everything about each relic he has in his museum.

you're like a relic. precious, rare, and god, he wants to observe you and keep you forever and ever.

so hum, remember when i said that you'll have to say yes to his confession, whether you like him or not?

this. this right here has consequences. such as you wanting to break up with him after like two weeks or even less.

also the fact he barely trusts you with other cookies. eclair can't stand seeing you chat with someone that isn't him and will interrupt your convo asap.

anyways. you want to break up with him? oki doki.

you'll just possibly get kidnapped and trapped into his office. and no one is allowed in there, apart from him.

“please, don't be mad, darling. and understand that those are only the consequences of your actions. have you not decided to 'break up' with me, we certainly wouldn't be here today.”

might or might not trap you into a glass box like the other relics so he can look at you without you running away.

the reason why eclair advises the visitors not to come at night is because during that time, your screams are the loudest— and it might raise suspicions. that or rumors about the museum being haunted might pop up. and that last one isn't stonks.

if you're not breaking up with him at some point, you certainly aren't safe from kidnapping.

if eclair notices that you're being a bit too distant for his liking, you're getting kidnapped.

“i've noticed you've been avoiding me a lot... are you seeing someone else?”

“huh? what're you talking about?? i would never do that, eclair! you know very well i only love you!”

“... i see. well, i apologize for doubting you, my love. here, take my cup of coffee, as an apology— no, no. i insist, really.”

'ayo dude that shit tastes wei-' bam on the ground

it's simple and effective, try it on your own! (don't actually please)

so, yeah. eclair cookie is a very obsessive one, as well as kinda controlling on some extent? he doesn't want you to hang out with people he deems to be bad, which is basically almost everybody. lmfao

ah yes eclair cookie aka the man that wasn't even out and i already got a request for him. i actually love him sm weewee.

#💧atrophy's writing #💧atrophy here #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #crk #yandere #yandere cookie run kingdom x reader #yandere cookie run x reader #yandere crk #yandere x reader #crk x reader #eclair cookie #eclair cookie x reader #yandere eclair cookie #💧atrophy's hcs

[stellocchia]

Thinking about an apocalypse AU but... not the way you think. Society hasn't totally collapsed (yet), but there's been people who've been experimented on and turned immortal. Tommy's one of the few people who isn't immortal, and he's been trying to get by without making his presence too obvious. Y'see, immortals are starting to either turn in mortals for money, or just kill them for fun. Though, two immortals have taken interest in him. (1/2) -Inniter

Some say that those two immortals were the first cases; the first ones to have their blood turn from red to gold. A masked man and a hooded assassin, who work together to go through and either convert or slaughter any of those in their paths. Even other immortals fear and respect them. And, well... gaining the attention of two immortals guarantees your death sentence, but they've taken an almost brother-like care for the mortal. (2/2) -Inniter

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Oh my dear Inniter Anon, you're offering me one of my new favorite dynamics here. I need more primeboys + Punz as a f*cked up family unit in my life!

Also, this sounds really interesting. I do like the fact that it's not a zombie apocalypse for once (not that there is anything bad with those, I do love me a good old zombie apocalypse) it's refreshing.

It does make me wonder though: can immortals be killed? Like, I assume they don't age and probably can't die of natural causes, but can they be killed?

Also, is Tommy alone in this? Like, does he have a system of support or does he have to deal with the obsessed morons on his own?

Are the immortals trying to make everyone immortal because they think that's, like, a superior form of being? Or do they just see mortals as completely separate from themselves and therefore perhaps not even really human, so killing them doesn't really matter?Or even both?

There's a lot that can be explored with this concept honestly. I like it!

#inniter anon ask #dream smp au #tommyinnit #dreamwastaken #punz

[arrtemisia]

Hey so... If you could redo cannon Makoto what would you do? How would she change? I'm curious cause out of the main cast she was the only one that I just couldn't get a solid interest in (aside from Ann but that's just cause the idea of her being a fashion model confuses me more than anything I think)

God. So much stuff.

There's a couple big things about her that bug me, and none of them really change at all in her canon vs fanon portrayal, which means it's hard for me to enjoy her even in fanworks. In my opinion, I think her biggest flaw is that she's simply miscast, and her character would have worked much better as a confidant instead of a thief, which would've given her a place of her own to shine and avoid the weird dissonance between different aspects of her character (and this was actually their original plan, so Hifumi would have taken her place which. She would've fit in much better imo bc she's actually suffered under another's will like every single one of the others and she's an actual strategist instead of just """smart,""' but that's a topic for another post), but since we're talking about how I'd personally fix Makoto in the role she currently fills, I'm going to list some of the issues I take with her and potential solutions.

First of all, just to get it out of the way, she needs an actual reason to be here. She doesn't have one, full stop.

The big thing tying the thieves together is that they're all victims of abuse and oppression who rebel against their tormentors and want to prevent anyone else from suffering like they did. I'm not saying Makoto has never struggled, because she has, but it's really, really not the same type of struggle.

This leads to weird moments where everything about Makoto's personality and characterization, such as being a stickler for the rules, idolizing the police, etc mean that she has no in-character reason to stick with the thieves after kaneshiro is dealt with and should maybe even be opposing the thieves' way of doing things, but the plot drags her along anyway because the game really wants her to be a party member. And really, what's up with her awakening? She gets threatened once and then bang-boom-kapow she has a persona? It's weak.

Also before anyone says "well all those things about her personality change when she awakens and she sheds her good girl personality and yada yada," no she doesn't, actually, and I'm getting there I promise

The easiest solution here is also the most drastic. Swap when Makoto and Akechi join. This kills two birds with one stone; Makoto gets an actual reason to awaken through Sae, and Akechi's betrayal hits harder because he's pretending to be with you for longer (although admittedly this is much less needed on Akechi's part ever since royal).

Not only does this give Makoto a much stronger reason to awaken and join in the first place (Sae starts twisting into something horrible and Makoto wants to help both stop and save her), but it also gives her an internally consistent reason to stick around. Before, unlike the others (who all at least have "I want to stop others from feeling like I did," or in Futaba's case, "I wanna find the ppl who killed my mom."), once Kaneshiro is done with, Makoto has no real big personal reason to stick around other than "I'm a thief now and the plot says so ig." Now, of COURSE she'd want to go after Shido because he's the one that was manipulating her sister, and after that of COURSE she'd want to help take down mr divine sippy cup in order to get Shido tried and jailed.

However, if we're not going to shuffle around the order of party members bc that'd nuke the canon plot a little, then we need to rework the entire Kaneshiro arc and/or Makoto's backstory and values as a whole. Yeah this is why the first solution was the easy one.

I'm going to go in-depth about how I feel Makoto's personality and values should be reworked later I'M GETTING THERE, so I'll talk about that then. As for reworking Kaneshiro, I... don't have a whole lot of ideas. The palace itself is fine, it has one of the coolest atmospheres in the game (c'mon, there's got to be a fun bank heist in a game like this), but Makoto's connection with him is very weak. Maybe have it be that he was extorting her for years in secret and she never said anything? Maybe have him be the one that ordered the hit on her father? I'm not sure what would be strong enough to match to the other palace leaders, without feeling forced. I'll have to come up with more ideas for this one.

The second big issue I have with her is less of one specific thing and more of a collection of smaller problems that all come from the same source. She waltzes in, takes over, and starts acting like she's the boss of things. She then names herself the "strategist" and yet only ever states the obvious and, to use a word I hate, mansplains things to you that you already learned two palaces ago. She's constantly condescending and passive agressive to the other team members, especially Ann and Ryuji, berates everyone for not being as naturally book smart as her when all the other characters are smart in their own ways and just not good at academia, all the while everyone around her, even characters that normally wouldn't take that (ryuji, ann) or are too prideful to admit to anyone bring better (mona), are constantly like "You're so cool, Makoto!"

It's a classic case of show don't tell, and rhe game is obsessed with telling you that Makoto is "smart" and "cool." Once she joins the team, all the characters that were originally shown to be smart in their own ways are never allowed to say anything meaningful ever again bc Makoto is the "smart" one. She never does anything particularly different compared to the other party members, but the game is constantly insisting she's special.

I'm very hesitant to call her a mary sue, because I don't think she is one, and also I disagree with the use of that term at all as these days it's just meant to devalue powerful characters that happen to be girls, but I definitely think she's emblematic of a common writing flaw that can lead to mary sues. The problem with making a character the "smart" one as a personality trait instead of something that just comes naturally is that you have to dumb down everyone else's characterization to make them look smarter or cooler by comparison. It means that the character you're trying to prop up bends everyone else around them, making them act in ways they normally wouldn't in order to make the one character you're trying to look cool seem better by comparison.

This has an easy solution: cut that shit out. Have her slowly find her place on the team naturally instead of forcing her way in as a pseudo-leader. Don't give every single "well, duh" line to her, and cut the scenes where she stands around explaining obvious things you already know in a condescending manner so she looks smarter. Let the other characters actually act like themselves when they're in the same room as her instead of bending around her to prop her up. Have her treat those characters with respect in turn, bc for all intents and purposes when it comes to thief stuff they are her senpai, instead of just having her act like she's better than them, or boss them around, or be passive agressive about the fact that their grades are bad. Show that other characters are smart in other ways instead of acting like Makoto's book smarts are the end-all be-all. And for fuck's sake, stop acting like "smart" and "punches stuff real good" are personality traits, which leads me into my last big point.

Makoto and Queen don't really feel like the same character. Okay, so to explain this, let's walk through her awakening again.

Makoto is a good girl who's a stickler for the rules, sucks up to authority, idolizes the police, is obsessed with her grades and academic performance, and looks down on others who don't do the same. A couple people call her useless and then she gets threatened by a mob boss, after which she decides to live her life for herself and completely shed her good girl lifestyle and rebel against everyone pressuring her.

That is, except for the teensy tiny detail where she doesn't.

Nothing significant about her personality changes all post her awakening and joining the thieves, aside from the part where she sucks up to authority maybe a little less. She's still uptight, her grades (and the grades of those on her team) are still her top priority, she still idolizes the law and those enforcing it.

Y'see, persona has a bit of a common problem with saying one thing about a character, be it making a reveal or saying they're gonna change in some big way, but not fully committing to it. You can see it most in p4 (party members saying they're gonna quit/stop/do whatever and then backtracking in the last two ranks of their social link), but it's rarely so severe that it completely ruins their personality and character arc as a whole. Makoto, I feel, is the main exception.

The writers want Makoto to become this tough, rebellious biker queen who oozes badassery in every move and will never follow anyone's wishes for her ever again, but they also want to keep her old personality of the uptight naive rule-following law-abiding academic. So, instead of altering one to better fit the other, they try to do both... badly.

Instead of integrating the two parts of her personality, it just feels like she swaps between them whenever the plot calls for it which is really, really jarring. She'll be stuttering about following the rules and getting to know her generation one second, and then the next she'll be yelling about mowing down shadows with her motorcyle the next. It feels like Queen and Makoto are two separate uninteresting half-characters, with only a couple personality traits each, instead of one whole well-rounded character.

Either rework Makoto's thief aesthetic to better suit her personality as a whole and give her something other than "I'm totally not a good girl anymore" to make her compelling, or actually commit to Makoto shedding her past life everyone around her had forced on her and change her personality. Have her grades start to slip, have her talk back to Sae, change the way she dresses so it's rougher and less perfect, hell, maybe even have her quit student council. Just, anything to make her more well-rounded as a character.

I have some other nitpicks with her here and there, like the fact that her confidant is actually just Eiko's confidant and doesn't give Makoto herself any development, or the way the game keeps trying to set her up as Joker's waifu or whatever, but those are just that; nitpicks. The three big things I mentioned earlier - her not having a compelling personal reason to be a part of the thieves, the way the writers shove her into the spotlight by putting down everyone around her, and the fact that her characterization is just one badass half and one smart half that don't mesh and have little else in between - are the problems I feel are what's actually holding her character back.

Again, I do think that all of this stems from the fact that she's miscast, but it's too late to fix that now. While I personally really dislike Makoto, I do kind of understand her appeal for others when she's written well, and she's a totally valid character to like. I just wish she was portrayed better.

(Also, if anyone wants to reblog this, feel free I ask that you please don't put this in Makoto's main character tag. I know how much it sucks to get a bunch of negativity in a character's main tags as I am an Edelgard fe3h fan)

#mod answers stuff #long post #really really long post #defiant-firefly #yeah so i know u were probably wanting just. a quick sum up #but i might have just. written an essay. whoops #sorry lol #there's just so much abt her that drives me up the wall

[hookahmancer]

Coldsteel: Hot and Cold part 1

The howling sirens of the Mobius City bank can be heard from across the village, out running with a big sack of money is none other than the nefarious naydoer Coldsteel.

He pulls down his bandito mask just long enough to tell the chasing guards behind him "nothing person-el wagie cucks!" The guards stop and gasp

"He took off his mask! We've been exposed!" "He really is the most vile!"

He sneers but in his path is Amy Rose.

"What do you think you're doing Coldsteel?" He looks around confused

"You're not Sonic. What was he busy or something? Sending his poor little..." He looks up and down her body. "Sister? To umm...buh"

"SISTER?! I'll have you know little man I'm Sonic's future wife!"

"I doubt that..." She grumbles and pulls her hammer back and he mutters "oh shit" and runs towards his left. She yells for him to come back here and in the far distance "nothing person-el kiddo!"

She grumbles and says "what trash..." The guards have these smirks on their face.

"What are you two smirking about?!"

"Nothing kiddo. Nothing at all." "He calls everyone kid."

"It's about context Amy. You know if you plan to win Sonic's heart you gotta pick up on these things."

Meanwhile as Coldsteel is still running he starts getting short on breath.

"Wow this running stuff is hard work how does Sonic do it?! Imma take a smoke break. That'll reinvigorate me. Smoking is way better than cholesterol riddled chili dogs." As he starts vaping he realizes where he is.

"Wait...isn't this one of Eggman's territories? Oh that schizo could be of great use to me!" He puts his vape away, grabs his money sack and heads toward the entrance where this giant spike robot looks down at him assessing.

"Hedgehog... Not Sonic, not Shadow, state your name and business."

"Coldsteel. Business is let me in or else."

"Threat assessment confirmed. Hate that hedgehog." Spikes come out of it's body that Coldsteel easily avoids, but realizes he can't make physical contact with the robot without those spikes prodding into him.

"I probably should've thought this through... How does friggin Shadow do it?! Oh wait he has a gun. I should probably get me one of those. I mean now that I have MONEY I can... But..."

Eggman's fortress doors slide open and Dr. Eggman walks out aggravated.

"What is all this commotion about? HEDGEHOG!"

"Wo wo there Eggy! I didn't come here to fight but make a deal!"

Eggman raises his hand to have the spike robot stand down "I'm listening..."

Coldsteel plops down the sack revealing the swathes of cash inside.

"I got all this money see? And I'm willing to pay you a large sum of it to make me something..."

"Pthfft. I am a SCIENTIST! What good is your money to me?! I'm basically a god! If I want something I can just create it. Perfect it. Your money is no good here, go home."

Coldsteel puts on a Joe Biden voice "comeon man!"

"What would you even have had me build you? Some sorta ray gun to nuke that insipid Shadow? Perhaps some sorta quantum accelerator boots so you could fight toe to toe with Sonic?"

"Man you are a one track mind Scrambled Eggs. No I don't want anything like that. Use that genius of yours to create something useful like a love potion."

Eggman squeels a bit but plays it off as a cough at being called a genius.

"A love potion you say? Such trivial engineering and morally incomprehensible! Why would I manipulate the thoughts and feelings of the neurological pathways of Sonic or one of his annoying friends just to rattle them with false dopamine and serotonin?!"

"Cause we're BAD GUYS you fucking..." Coldsteel rubs his nasal cavity.

"Look, if lets say as an example, you used a love potion on Sonic."

"ARE YOU INSANE PURPLE HEDGEHOG?!"

"Figuratively green eggs and ham! If you used a love potion on Sonic, he'd stop ruining your evil plans. Than you could do whatever you want!"

Eggman strokes his mustache and paces.

"I see your point...However, my relationship with that...hedgehog is complex enough as it is. I don't need to make the situation worse with..."

"Well it's not for YOU, IIII want the love potion to use on..."

"There is NO WAY I'm going to develop a love potion for you to defeat MY sworn enemy!"

"Holy crap I'm gonna kick you in those two little eggs of yours dangling. IT'S NOT FOR SONIC!!!"

"Hmmm..." Eggman paces around some more playing with his hands.

"The answer is still no. Your intention to bait out one of his little friends is commendable, but"

"Oh I see. You just can't do it."

"That's not it at all I just..." Coldsteel grabs his money sack

"You're not a genius at all. You're just some incel playing with his dangerous toys!"

"How dare you?! Fine hedgehog, I will devise you the weaponry you so desire...but it will be on my terms as you are incapable of realizing how volatile playing with emotions can be!"

"Yeah yeah yeah, great. Free will and all that fortune cookie goodness. Let's just do it!"

Later Eggman is mixing together compounds in his lab, puts it in a dart vial, and loads it into a gun. Pointing it around squinting one eye.

"So whom is the intended target hedgehog?"

"Well, I don't know her name, but she's pink, and has this hammer, and..."

Eggman fumbles almost dropping the gun but catches it. "AMY?! YOU'RE PLANNING TO SHOOT AMY OF ALL PEOPLE?!"

"Watch where you're aiming that thing hard boiled!"

Eggman smirks.

"I'll admit. I had my doubts at first...but that is a diabolical plan! Amy has obsessed over Sonic for such a long time, to suddenly lose those feelings for you would leave a subconscious impression Sonic was no good for her. Her infatuation for you will turn into a bitter resentment for Sonic and SHE will be my weapon!"

"...Yes. Yes that's totally what I was thinking. Now gimme the gun." Eggman pulls it away

"As if I would trust something of my creation in the hands of greasy grubby hedgehog hands! I'll be the one doing the shooting!"

"...please no." "Come hedgehog. We have a soldier to recruit into our villainous army!"

As they're hiding in some bushes with binoculars Any is talking with Sonic and Tails about something or another. Eggman whispers to Coldsteel. "Do you see them?"

Coldsteel is checking out up Amy's skirt while she playfully fidgets talking to Sonic.

"Oh I see'em..."

"Alright than I'm going to take the shot. In 3...2...1!"

He shoots the dart and in all her little movements and dancing smitten over Sonic it just misses her and Tails is shot right in the chest with the dart.

"Darn it I missed."

"Eggman I swear to God I'm gonna hang your webos as a trophy."

The heroes are freaking out. "Where did that dart come from?!" Amy screams and Sonic traces it from that angle to the bushes they're hiding it and sees figures in them and runs over drop kicking Eggman right in the face while Tails is having a panic attack saying "is it poison?! Am I gonna die Amy?!"

Sonic thrashes on Eggman "I knew you were a nasty ambre Eggshit but I didn't think you'd stoop so low as to do something like this!"

Coldsteel is hyping Sonic up like "yeah Sonic, kick him again! That Egg punk is getting everything that's coming to him!"

"Mutiny! Treason! All you hedgehogs are alike..."

"Heh, nothing person-el kid."

Tails sees them essentially bullying Eggman and just starts to laugh.

Amy puts her hand on Tails shoulder "are you ok Tails?"

"I feel fine... Actually I feel great. Who, whose that other hedgehog over there just making fun off Eggbutt while Sonic"

Amy squints her eyes and clenches her fist. "Coldsteel!"

Coldsteel notices Amy has spotted him and says

"Well I'd love to stay Doctor but I uhh...I think I left my vape on."

"Don't leave me here with this blue brute! We're a team!"

Sonic about to punch Eggman again says "team?" And looks Coldsteel's way. Coldsteel looks around and makes a run for it. "Gotta go fast!"

He runs for it and trips "ahhh fuck! Me knee!"

Tail gasps and flies over there as quickly as he can. As Any and Sonic notice Tails is acting strange.

"Are you ok Coldsteel?" "Yeah, that just friggin hurt... Sonic never stumbles. Fricking Mary Sue ass nigga."

Tails giggles and says "hold on..." Pulls out a first aid kit with anti bacterial, napkins, and bandaids, and puts it on Coldsteel. "All better!" With a big innocent smile and Coldsteel smiles back.

Sonic yells at Tails "Tails get away from him. That guy is bad news!"

Tails gets up and scolds Sonic "Sonic you know what sorta psychopath Egg garbage is! He probably used to some sorta mind control device, or or...held his family hostage! Or maybe he thought we were the bad guys! Or..."

"Tails bro, you're acting really strange... Whatever Eggman infected you with. It's messing with your head."

"My head is fine! You're just...being a jerk!" Tails turns back to Coldsteel and holds his hand.

"You wanna stay a while Coldsteel? I'd love to show you the plane I've been working on! Maybe Any could cook us up a...well I mean her cooking stinks but she tries."

"I heard that you little twerp!"

Coldsteel rubs the back of his neck really uncomfortable at the predicament he's found himself in and says "Ehhh, sorry. But your friends are kinda right about me little guy."

"My name is Tails." "Yeah yeah Tails. Uhh... Y'see EGGMAN HERE kinda screwed up the plan."

"He does that a lot." "I'm noticing..."

Eggman is crying on the ground "WHERE'S MY BANDAID?!"

"So I'm gonna go..." "Please Mr. Coldsteel?" He sees the sadness is Tail's eyes, the suspicion in Sonic's, the disdain in Amy's, he raises his hand and Tails flinches thinking he's gonna hit him but just places it on top of his head.

"Nothing person-el kid..." And runs away. Amy screams "yeah you better run coward!"

Eggman is still sobbing and looks up at Tails

"C...could you spare a little of that oxytocin hormone scoring through your blood stream for a genius?" Tails just raises his chin up like the Skinner meme

"Pathetic..."

#sonic the hedgehog #fanfic #cold steel #sonic memes

[lightdancer1]

The Last Two

Are born in a DC Hypertime splinter based on the New Teen Titans, where Angela Roth/Arella and Susan Meir both end up impregnated by Angra Mainyu/Trigon and Turugamvirakil, Lord of Urhalzan. They end up moving in together and making sense of the horrors that happened to Arella and the nature of their bodies changing with the particular pregnancies in question.

Then their children are born and the God on the Gilded Throne massacres Gotham City (yes, you read that right) and kills ten million people minus about seven survivors, of whom two are infants abducted from a blood-strewn room full of bassinets and one of the casual demonstrations of how cruel the God on the Gilded Throne can *really* get.

One of them calls herself Blackbird, grows up wearing black cloaks and dresses with an avian theme, commands colossal demonic reality-warping power which goes out of control if her emotions do. She is the daughter of the High King of Pandaemonium, every bit the equal of the omniversal Urhalzantrani, if a bit stoic and prone to a morbid self-obsession that is at least partially a calculating mask that lets the insufferably proud Urhalzantrani get a showing up from her.

Her sister is the Shadow-woman, a being who's entirely aware she's in a story, breaks the fourth wall with extreme prejudice, literally *wields the power of narration to the point that she can and does hijack entire stories to revolve around her or simply rewriting a plot line she despises*, emulated the cult of Xipe Totec when an annoying archangel didn't leave her sister alone after she asked real nicely and that meant war, y'see, and serves as a complete wild card. She might be a heroic figure and having a great laugh poking fun at stories and the more absurd elements of my cosmology, or she might be an unrelentingly nightmarish force like a demented Lovecraftian Bugs Bunny who can and will literally rewrite reality around characters who as characters in a story think their worlds and experiences are real....

And then she 'lovingly' and graphically details all the ways in which they're not and literally can and will use the medium-appropriate means to unravel the world around them.

So basically this is a straight up New Teen Titans AU where Raven had a twin adoptive sister who's a cosmically powered Deadpool with an even bigger murderous streak. with every single nightmarish possibility that could entail.

#omniverse tales multiverses #shadow-woman and blackbird #aka raven and her murderhobo sister #or Deadpool if Lovecraft wrote him as a woman with her emo demonness twin

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

@mautrino I really like your icon!

Who starts the snowball fights?

Now y'see the obvious answer would be Natsu. But you and I both know that Lucy is just as mischievous as he is and has hit his with a barrage of those white powdery bullets just as much as he's attacked her.

Who gets more obsessed about things?

Well everyone gets a tiny bit obsessed with something but if we're talking about a deep obsession like I am with fairy tail then it's lucy. New novel idea? Gotta get it fleshed out. New TV series? Gotta know every detail and analyse all character relationships and every possible plot point. Someone help her.

#fairy tail #natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #nalu #fairy tail headcanon #nalu headcanon #natsu x lucy

[commonstarguy]

👀 the bucket twins for the oc ask please?

if this is mono I fucking swear to christ… alright where’d i put that list

Ask Meme for Toz and Hirae (are you allowed to do two characters at once? fuck it)

1. Full Name(s): Hira'eth and Tos'kaa Dusk (Dusk is a common last name for bastards where they’re from)

2. Best Friend(s): Toz’s best friend is a human gal she knows from work, Francine Shelley, and Hirae’s was his roommate in college, a Tiefling named Avamir (not that I’ve ever developed either of those NPCs)

3. Sexuality: Hirae is homoromantic (gay) asexual, Toz is lesbian

4. Hirae likes soft blues and greys. Toz claims she looks good in dark reds.

5. Relationship status: Both tragically single

6. Ideal mate: I don’t even know how to answer this. It’s hard to know until y'see them, y'know?

7. Turn-Ons: I don’t know how to answer this either

8. Favorite Food: I have this written down somewhere, hang on… Hirae has this really specific noodle soup dish from a specific restaurant he tried once in Suzail. Toz’s favorite is a mild yellow curry with chicken and rice.

9. Crushes: Their best friends (see above). Hirae had a brief crush on Magnus Burnsides before learning he was married.

10. Well, according to the playlists I made on YouTube Toz is particularly fond of meme music. All Star is on this list at least three times. Hirae seems to be a fan of classical music, y'know your Strauss and your Mozart and what have you. Both like Joe Hisaishi and Jim Croce.

11. Biggest Fear(s): For Hirae, it’s a worry that someone particularly violent from his past will come back for him (see below). For Toz, it’s being dragged back to the mob and her inescapable debt. For both, separation.

12. Biggest Fantasy: ?

13. Bad Habits: Hirae has a coffee addiction from those late-night college cram sessions and working on his PhD. Toz has a bad drinking problem, and also seems to come across a lot of stuff that wasn’t necessarily hers to begin with…

14. Biggest Regret: For Hirae, it was not being able to save five patients of his from themselves. For Toz, it was not getting to the train platform out of town fast enough before the Family caught up with her.

15. Best Kept Secrets: Toz blacks out, quite a bit. She’s never found anything which triggers it, not even the booze, but most of the time when she comes back she finds herself standing over a body. During Hirae’s first year at the Bureau, he’d often sneak planetside to complete shady jobs for extra cash.

16. Last Thought: ?!

17. Worst Romantic Experience: Meeting your best friend/crush in a taxi cab while running away from the police after committing a murder, while the other person in the taxicab is on their way to dispose of a body and has the corpse in the trunk of the cab is hardly a romantic experience in any book, but that’s how Toz and Francine met.Meanwhile on the other end of the spectrum, Hirae had a violent obsessive stalker in college. Fun. Someone who started out as a friend and classmate, a gal named Lilliago, wanted this boy all to herself, so she went all Yandere Simulator on people who got close to him. Criminal acts committed by this person include: breaking and entering, trespassing, theft, threatening assault, assault, attempted murder, and actual murder (of Avamir!). But an “anonymous” tip-off to the bolice got her not only expelled but on a Wanted list. Definitely not romantic, yeah?

18. Biggest Insecurity: Hirae: “Am I able to help more?” . Toz:“Can I call myself Good?”

19. Weapon of Choice: Bard/scholar Hirae goes with a shortsword, rogue Toz goes with daggers.

20. Role Model: Ya boy Kier O'Shift. He was leader of a cartel the twins worked for when they were children, the Forgotten (basically the poor and unfortunate souls of the city). Kier was a pretty cool dude, this Mance Rayder type of guy that didn’t flaunt leadership over people like other cartel leaders did, he’d hang out with people in the cartel, and had a particular soft spot for orphaned children and non-human children living on the streets.

So… that was long but I’m prone to oversharing

#oc #original characters #dusk twins #hira'eth dusk #tos'kaa dusk

[starwrite-er]

Location - Nathan Drake x Reader (Soulmate!AU)

Prompt: Changing tattoo that tells you the coordinates of where your soulmate is

A/N: i apologise if Chloe is ooc jesus that went badly also this is REALLY BLOODY LONG GOOD LORD

 I glance down at the digits on my wrist once again that evening. I huff, dragging my eyes back to the laptop in front of me. My gaze flickers back to the tattooed coordinates, and I sigh as I close my open document. Might as well take a break.

 Google Maps is open, but I hesitate. In the past, doing this hasn't given me the closure I need, instead fuelling my curiosity. My apparent soulmate has been everywhere, from Columbia to the North Pole to Timor, the coordinates on my wrist always pointing me in their direction.

 Apparently they're somewhere in Istanbul at the moment. Near a museum, it seems. A quick time check tells me it's very late at night over there. Go figure.

 The following morning, a few news reports are scattered around, speaking of a man that broke into the Istanbul Palace Museum and broke an artefact in an attempt to steal it. I pay the articles no mind, but when the coordinates of my soulmate stop moving, my mind wanders back to the last time I searched the location of the coordinates.

 They said that my soulmate was in a museum in Istanbul last time, but it looks like he's stuck in some Turkish prison for now. A bitter feeling fills my being as I look down at the compass on my wrist, guiding my way to a prison in Turkey. I laugh dryly. Of course this is the direction my life would lead me.

 The criminal is identified by the news coverage as a man by the name of Nathan Drake, and a few months later, I find myself handing over a large sum of bail money to a man named Victor Sullivan.

 "Any reason you're paying for this?" The old man asks as the dark haired girl eyes me with what seems like suspicion. I wonder who she is.

 "Call it a gut feeling." I answer plainly, adjusting the sleeve of my shirt, keeping my face neutral as I check that the soulmate mark is covered.

 I make sure we quickly part ways. I return to the hotel, my stomach tied in nervous knots as the Turkish scenery passes me by. As soon as I enter my room, I sigh, falling back onto the small bed, biting my lip as I mull over my choices. Do I really want to be here? Should I really have payed that money? What if I'm wrong about who my soulmate is? I continue to question myself as I drift off into a dreamless sleep.

 When I wake, it's dark outside. I lay there, staring up at the ceiling until I can bring myself to get up. I rub my face as I swing my legs over the side of the bed, my gaze settling on my laptop.

 With mild reluctance, I type into the search bar the coordinates on my wrist. My mouth goes dry when I find that they give the location of the area I'm in. I push the computer aside, deciding I need to get some fresh air to clear my mind.

 I step out of the door to my room and almost find myself crashing into some woman. "Oh, sorry." I mumble as she shoots me a glare before recognition flashes in her eyes. Uncomfortable under her gaze, I turn and walk away.

 "You're the one from earlier, the one with the money." She calls out to me. I pause, turning around slowly and taking a closer look at her face.

 "Wait, you're the woman that was with Mr Sullivan, aren't you?" I say, recognising her from before. She crosses her arms, regarding me with apprehension.

 "What are you doing here?" She questions, her eyes narrowed.

 "Uh, sleeping?" I reply, jabbing my thumb in the direction of my room, frowning slightly. "I'm not following you or anything. I'm getting a flight back home tomorrow and needed to stay somewhere for the time being."

 "Why did you pay Nate's bail?" She repeats Sullivan's earlier question, leaning forward ever so slightly. 

 "I had a gut feeling. I told you this before," I mirror her body language, my own eyes narrowed and my arms crossed. This chick doesn't look like she's buying it. I huff, rolling my eyes. "Listen, people don't just break into the Istanbul Palace Museum, right? He tried to take some Mongolian oil lamp that could've been found in plenty of easier targets. Marco Polo was in possession of this lamp though. This Nate guy, he had a reason for stealing it." I tell, the lies flowing from my mouth. Still, she looks taken aback, though she quickly recovers her composure.

 "Chloe Frazer." She introduces herself, sticking out her hand.

 "Y/N L/N." I reply, suspicious of her sudden change in attitude. I take her hand to shake, but before I can do anything, she's twisted my arm and pulled up my sleeve.

 God, she's observant.

 "Of course." She mutters, casting her gaze away from my soulmate's coordinates and dropping my hand.

 "Uh, what?" I say lamely, an eyebrow raised. I mean, I have my theories about why she's pissed, but...

 "You're his soulmate. Both your tattoos lead here." She says, not sparing me a second glance.

 "Listen, I'm sorry, I just wanted to know if I was right," I hold up my hands in mock surrender, explaining myself. "I swear, I'm not going to steal away your boyfriend or anything. I just wanted to know why he ended up in all the places he does, and I have my answer. This doesn't change my plans."

 Chloe's shoulders relax, and she drops her gaze to the floor. She takes a deep breath before looking at me out of the corner of her eye.

 "But it does. You were curious before, and you're even more curious now," She turns to face me. "You're his soulmate, and hell, I'm not surprised. Even when you were lying, you were telling the truth."

 My eyes dart away from her momentarily, a pathetic 'uhh' passing my lips.

 "How's your history?" She asks, a small smirk gracing her face.

 I left the following morning, just like I said I would. I never met Nate, and never really found out how that adventure ended.

 I kept in contact with Chloe, though. I'd since temporarily relocated to a flat in London, and I hadn't exactly planned on having guests, but that's not how this game works. It shouldn't have surprised me when a knocking on my door late at night signalled the arrival of Chloe and her band of thieves.

 "Uh, you mind explaining?" I demand, eyes wide at the somewhat bloodied group enters my humble abode.

 "Y/N L/N, wasn't it? Good to see you again." The man that speaks is none other than Victor Sullivan. I shake his hand in a brief greeting, but I look to Chloe, bewildered.

 "What? Your apartment was closer than Cutter's." She shrugs, grinning. A tall bloke with little hair introduces himself as Charlie Cutter.

 "Uhuh, yeah, and what are you really doing here?" I ask, hands on hips. "Actually, do you want something to drink while you're at it? I get the feeling this is going to take a while."

 And so I vanished for a few minutes while my unexpected guests made themselves at home in my living room. When I return, bringing mugs of tea with me, Cutter and Sullivan are at the table, Chloe's on the windowsill, and the other guy has isolated himself on the couch. "To a job well done." Sullivan toasts.

 "Are you going to join us, darling?" Cutter asks the man on my couch, humour in his voice.

 "Yeah, yeah," He answers, picking up his book and map and moving them to the table. "Well the map proves it. Drake didn't screw around in the East Indies for six months. He sailed straight through and headed to Arabia."

 "Mind filling me in?" I request, taking a sip of my own drink.

 "Y/N, meet Nathan, Nathan, meet Y/N," Chloe says, the corners of her mouth turned upwards. Oh. My eyes dart between Nathan and Chloe as I come to a realisation. "Anyway, I didn't get you to do all that research for nothing."

 "Wait, you mean Drake, as in Sir Francis Drake?" I ask, receiving a nod from Nathan.

 "This asshole's ancestor." Cutter gestures to Nate. Oh, Christ, this guy is my soulmate.

 "Anyway, this is where it gets interesting. See this mark?" Nate taps the map. "This is John Dee's signature."

 "Who the hell's John Dee?" Sully asks.

 "John Dee. One of Queen Elizabeth's closest advisors. Everybody knows that." Charlie replies.

 "Yeah, yeah, he was a great mathematician and navigator, way ahead of his time. He's probably the one who invented that." Nathan point at a golden object.

 "Seriously into the occult, I mean like, in a really creepy, dark way." Cutter quickly interjects.

 "Yeah, see he signed all his letters to the Queen with this symbol," Nate continues, speaking fast and tapping the map again. "Meaning he was her eyes."

 "The original '007, you see-" Charlie says, before Nate cuts him off, telling him it's not really relevant. A smile slips onto my face.

 "So it was John Dee who sent Drake to Arabia?" Chloe speaks up from her place on the windowsill.

 "Yeah, it looks that way. Dee and Elizabeth." Nate answers.

 "And Walsingham." Cutter says.

 "Great, but, what for?" Sullivan asks.

 "Well, that's the million dollar question, isn't it?" Nathan opens up the leather-bound book in his hands. "And this is where T.E. Lawrence comes in."

 I raise my brows, watching this historical investigation unfold.

 "Y'see, before Lawrence became 'Lawrence of Arabia' -" Nate's cut off before he can finish.

 "Great film." Charlie gives his opinion.

 "He was an archaeologist." I say, giving Charlie a look.

 "Yeah. Even when he was just a kid, he was obsessed with history; everything to do with knights and the Crusades. He travelled all over, documenting every Crusader site he could find. It's all in here." Nathan explains, paging through the journal.

 "All right, you've lost me completely, kid," Sullivan admits. "What the hell does this got to do with Drake?"

 "I'm getting to that," Nathan continues his explanation. "See, after the war, Lawrence said that if he were ever to go back to Arabia, it would be to search for this place he called the 'Atlantis of the Sands'. Now the legend crops up over and over again under different names: Ubar, Iram of the Pillars, The City of Brass... but the story is always the same."

 And so the story is pieced together, and the group decides that Elizabeth and Dee sent Drake to find the legendary city. The holes in the story, though, cause Chloe to get a little angry out of precaution.

 "If you recall, the last time we went halfway around the world searching for some lost city, things got more than a little dicey," She points out the problem. "Speaking of which, you still need to thank Y/N!"

 "Woah, hold on, I had nothing to do with that little journey." I instantly respond.

 "You paid for him to get out of jail, didn't you?" Sullivan reminds me. Nathan looks at me, wide eyed, but the group picks the bickering again, unable to quite decide on how to execute this vague plan. Nathan quickly proves to his friends that it is possible though, even making a point of where they're to go next.

 "No, you two are going to Syria," Nathan says to Chloe and Cutter as the woman raises her hand. He then turns to Sully. "We're going to France. Look, we track down these clues, we find Lawrence's lost city. I'm sure of it."

 "And then what?" Charlie interjects. "How are we going to get past six hundred miles of impassable wasteland?"

 "Well, it's in the middle of the desert," Nate answers. "So technically it'd be about three hundred miles." The group sighs in disbelief.

 "Look, you all seem to have done this before, so I don't doubt you'll be able to figure it out." I pipe up. They seem to mull over my point for a moment.

 "We'll burn that bridge when we get to it, eh?" Chloe raises her mug in the air.

 "Exactly. Whaddya say?" Nathan address everyone.

 "What the hell." Sullivan shrugs.

 "Let's do it." Cutter jokingly punches Nate's arm.

 "Well, you can all do it in the morning, after you've slept," I stand up, stretching with my arms above my head. "If you need somewhere to crash, you can all say here for the night."

 The group flashes me smiles and offers me their thanks. "Nice soulmate tattoo you got their." Chloe nods at my wrist, smirking. My sleeve has shifted when I moved.

 "Well, I mean, we all have them." I respond, shrugging. She hums, laughing to herself. I roll my eyes.

 "What's the joke here?" Charlie asks. I shake my head dismissively, but Chloe genuinely leans over and whispers to him. After a moment, Cutter laughs deeply.

 "You're unbelievable, Frazer." I narrow my eyes at her, but the small smile on my face tells her I'm mostly joking.

 I leave for a moment, fetching bedding and clothes that the unclean men the the flat could change into. I pass it all out, with Sullivan telling me to call him Sully instead of being so formal, and I direct everyone to where they'll be sleeping.

 An hour later, though, and I haven't fallen asleep yet. I wander through to the kitchen, and realise I'm not the only one awake.

 "You need any help there?" I speak into the silence. Startled, Nathan drops the tin he was taking out of the cupboard. He catches it before it hits the ground loudly, but not before it hits his head. I laugh quietly, briskly making my way over to help him. "Shit, man, you okay?"

 "Yeah, I'm fine- ow!" He hisses when I accidentally prod the bump on his head too hard. I apologise, quickly grabbing a small bag of frozen peas from the freezer and passing it to him.

 "I mean, it's no icepack, but it'll do," I say, guiding him over to the dining table and making him take a seat. "Anyway, what was it that you needed?"

 "Uh, something to drink." He answers, holding the bag to his head. I hum in acknowledgment, and quickly go about fixing up two cups of tea.

 "Earlier, Chloe said I should thank you?" Nathan speaks up, breaking the silence that had fallen.

 "Oh, that. Yeah, no, don't worry about it." I say with a wave of my hand, bringing over two hot mugs and taking my own seat opposite him.

 "Did you really pay my bail?" He asks, and I nod. "Why?"

 "Call it a gut feeling." I say, repeating the answer I gave both Sully and Chloe. He doesn't inquire again.

 It's quiet again, and I've almost finished my drink by the time a conversation is attempted. "So, have you, uh, have you found them? Your soulmate, I mean?" Nathan asks me, and I'm taken aback.

 "Kind of," I say after a moment. "I think I know who it is, but I don't think they know."

 Nathan subtly pulls up the sleeve of his own shirt to look at the coordinates printed on his wrist. I continue speaking.

 "I met Chloe looking for them," I tell him. He looks at me curiously. "I'd spent my whole life wondering who they were. Not necessarily because of true love or any of that other soulmate stuff, but my whole life these coordinates have changed so drastically, and so often, and I was so curious," I sigh, looking at my wrist, pausing for a moment at I stare at the coordinates of my home. "When I figured it out, though, I don't think I could have ever dreamt up something as incredible as the truth. I didn't quite believe it, until I met Chloe, and she also figured out who my soulmate is."

 "My soulmate didn't move around that much," Nathan begins. "I figured they lived a pretty stable life, y'know? Then, a couple years ago, they were so close to me, at one point the coordinates even said that we -"

 "Were in the same hotel?" I guess the end of his sentence. Nathan looks at me, surprised, and I avert my gaze. I feel him slowly take my arm, and compare my coordinates to his. I watch him closely, terrified of his possible reaction, but a happy laugh passes his lips, and I feel my worries melt away.

 "You're my soulmate," He barely whispers, his full attention on me. He swallows thickly, making a decision. "Come with me."

 I left the following morning, but this time, I left on a flight to France with Nathan by my side.

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