#[ i just wanted some sibling feels with these two owo ]

[altrxisme]

[ memory ; ffxv ] - drive

Jackson thought it funny that most people believed Johanne was a hard read. He supposed it was advantage he had for knowing her since they were kids, but there were certain tells she couldn't help.

They were at a gas station loading up on snacks and supplies while they were on their way to scout an Imperial base near Cleigne. It was a Crownsguard and Kingsglaive joint mission, as it was one of the bigger bases, and Jackson insisted that Johanne join him. At this point it didn't matter that either Guard and Glaive knew that they were siblings and he wished that it had happened earlier, despite his older sister's apprehension. It was understandable, but he believed that if they all stuck together she would have less of a burden to bear. She might say otherwise, but he had a feeling their dad would've at least given it some thought.

"Psst!" Johanne blinked from her thoughts getting interrupted by the younger one, her attention turned to him with a raised brow. She had been leaning against the truck they borrowed from a Hunter friend of their dad's, putting gas into it for the next leg of their drive. "You're makin' a look, Annie. Whatcha thinkin' about?" He took the spot next to her, and looked at his sister with a raised brow of his own to match hers.

"Nothing. Just going over scouting details in my head."

"—Chocoshit."

"Eat it and die, Jacks."

He couldn't help but burst into laughter at the deadpan look of her face as she said that, never failing to find it hilarious and he tried to keep it to a minimum. Bright blues spotted the quirk of the corner of her lips as she turned her head, auburn hair briefly hid it after.

"All right, all right. Seriously though— what's up?" A gloved hand reached out to poke her a few times on the shoulder. The Glaive hummed, contemplating whether to voice her thoughts or not. "Don't got ta if ya don't want ta buuuut—" At that point, Johanne let out an exasperated sigh, although there was a hint of amusement in it.

"Fine. I was thinking of how nice it would be to just drive around here if I had my bike."

"... Oooh yeah, you and dad were basically travelin' around before settlin' in Galahd, yeah?" She nodded, humming in reply. "Can't believe ya can remember that much bein' so young..." He had told her of the difficulties he's had trying to remember other moments in his own childhood. The first time he told her about it, she seemed to be familiar with the cause of it as there were a few Glaives that experienced the same thing.

"It's one of the few things I can clearly remember before Galahd." Johanne sighed, eyes up at the clear sky, letting the sun's warmth sink into her skin. "Traveled haven to haven until we hit a town willing to give him work so he could afford to buy some sort of ride." There were a few times he'd been swindled, but that didn't stop him from finding them a home. "I remember this one time father got a bike with a sidecar. He drove it down a part of the road where it stretched for miles and miles..."

Jackson watched as her face softened from the memory; the dullness in her eyes from fatigue brightened as she spoke and the tightness on her shoulders dropped. "I got bored after sitting in that sidecar for so long, like any child would be, and he told me to sit up and stick my arms out. Like how a bird would when it flew." Johanne couldn't help but laugh softly, shaking her head with a smile she tried not to do. "Granted, father sped up once I did but to feel the breeze while feeling the sun on your face while watching the clouds slowly move along?" She closed her eyes, remembering clearly how that day long ago went. "—It was magical. One of the best memories I had as a child."

Opening her eyes brought her back into the current present, and her usual expression slowly returned as she reached over to lightly flick the tip of Jackson's nose.

"Ow. Rude." He huffed and theatrically rubbed the 'injured' spot with his thumb. The Glaive rolled her eyes and pushed herself off the truck, about to round the hood to get to the driver's side.

"Is the truck all gassed up?"

"Yeah, but wait— Hold on." The Crownsguard held his hands out to stop her, walking around her when she paused in her steps, and stood behind her with his hands on her shoulders. "I want ta drive. I haven't driven at all and I miss drivin'."

"... Are you insisting because you want to, or because I just told you of a memory I had as a kid and you're trying to recreate it for m— Hey!" The sniper lightly swatted the back of her head in reply.

"I'll call ya a passenger princess if ya keep tryin' ta thwart my plans here. Now, git."

He made no mention of the smile she had on her face throughout the drive with her boots propped up on the dash and the seat leaned back slightly as she let her hand dangle out the open window, her fingers reveled in the feeling of chilling wind that swept past them. It wasn't a perfect recreation of back then, but they were content with sharing this new memory together.

#; memories #v: ffxv ; dulce et decorum est #[ i just wanted some sibling feels with these two owo ] #[ but also just really inspired by my work commute ] #[ it was a nice day out c: ] #[ edit: i can't believe i didn't post this already XD ]

[ghostieyanyan]

Have you heard of the musical Ride the Cyclone? I thought of an MC who’s inspired by Jane Doe. They died and lost their head somewhere so they got isekai’d into twisted wonderland with a doll head to replace their lost one instead and they walk around with their headless doll. They have no memory of who they used to be and they’re very naive about how things work in the new world they’re transported to. If anyone of the boys goes Yandere for Jane Doe!Mc, any one of the would take advantage of their amnesia and keep them to theirselves. Which one of the boys do you think would be the most manipulative when it comes to stealing Jane Doe!Mc?

If you don’t know the musical, feel free to skip.

i havent seen the musical, but i love the idea of just some twst yandere taking advantage of amnesia mc. like they would use mc to make them their perfect little play thing or "help" them find themselves, only to hurt them with betrayal. also i know that a good handfull of the twst characters are sadistic but im gonna just list a few (cause if i went their all of them, qwq, this will be a very long post xD)

Also there’s only one drawing in this post (because it felt weird not not include one so ye) but it’s mainly fanfic and I’ll be labeled it as fanfic and not as fanfic plus art… if that’s cool owo

~Amnesia!Mc~

Yan!Ace x mc x Yan!Deuce

Yan!Lilia x mc

Yan!Rook x mc

Yan!Trey x mc

Warning: yandere, manipulation, stalking, threats, hint of murder, mention of war and starvation, hunting, displaying you like a animal(?), kidnapping,

~~~~~

Ace and Deuce

Why are these two together? cause they are chaotic together and i love how it can be wholesome at times.

In the relationship, they both agreed to help mc and also show them the ropes of twisted wonderland. Deuce, more on the side of helping mc with finding themself, because he understands how it can be very difficult at times. But he also doesn't want mc to go home so soon. Ace, more on the side of wanting mc to stay in twisted wonderland, but also help them find themself with him and deuce in mind. They basically agreed to be the opposite sides to the same coin.

They'll, of course, fight with each other on how to help you. what thing are most important for you to work on right now? but they overall want the same thing. but they are still very mischievous when they want to be.

Example, Ace will in intentional start fights with deuce to show mc that they'll be so lost without you to step in to help. or even, when they get into a situation that they need your help to solve.

"only their perfect can save them. don't leave them alone. they'd be lost without you."

But deuce, he would show you the amazing things that twisted wonderland could offer and see if you like anything or dislike it. i imagine he has a book with all your like and dislikes, your taste, favorite food and drinks, how you like certain things or your hobbies. plus if you forget anything, he'll be there to help.

if someone outside their group ask about their strange behavior with you, they will deny it all. but if this person keeps digging, ace and deuce will show them how protective they can be.

if you asked about their strange behavior, they'll just tell you that you're imagining things.

"maybe its some of your old memories coming back? but they don't make sense? strange..."

~~~~~

Lilia

"Awww what a cute little human that lost their way~ it reminds me of when i met Silver~ so cute~"

this man will 100% use your amnesia to make you into his play thing. he could mold you into a sibling for Silver. he could mold you into a great warrior for malleus, side by side with sebek. or he can even mold you to be his and his alone.

with his years of experience of life, he'll show you anything you wish to see and make your dreams come true. he'll tell you stories, a mix between fairy tales to myths to his very own experiences. he'll show you everything and anything, for the price of your name~

he's given you no reason on not to trust him. Lilia takes great care of you when you first came to his world. i mean with tweedldee and tweedledumber, plus that beast cat, you'll likely be dead by the first week.

Lilia takes every opportunity to take you away to diasomnia and cares for you. with a high secured castle plus luxury food, he tried to feed you his meet one time and you fell into a coma for a week... maybe the vegs were bad?

if you had an issue with this arrangement, he'll gladly show you the dangerous of this world without his aid. he'll show you a small unimportant war that was just west coast of the main land. all the deaths and threats, the horrors in peoples faces. how some people became mad and turn against their own kind for a glimpse of hope in their future, only for it to be ripe away when they get caught. Lilia will also show you the horror that are not necessarily violent like war. hungry starving kids and families that had to turn to stealing just to make sure they're guaranteed a place in tomorrow. he'll tell you that the cycle repeats whether people like it or not.

"That's why its safer to be with me. the world is a cruel place, a place that a sweet angel like you doesnt belong. this place also has a good handful of cueal people aswell. youre not even garentee that crowel will find a way home for you, he doesnt even know that place! thats why its safer with me. ill keep you safe. now rest... youve had a very long day..."

~~~~~

Rook

the beauty of it all! To Rook, you are like a blank piece of paper waiting for a poet to spill their silk words on you. you're like a caterpillar waiting for some leaves to turn into a chrysalis and then to your turn form as a beautiful butterfly~

Rook doesn't have any ill intent for you but he merely aims to preserve your pure innocents. in his words, keep your angelic wings white from the impurities of the world. he will not hesitate to strike down anything or any one that wants you to fall, or cover your wings in their mud.

he admits, its difficult to learn anything about you when you don't even remember who you are, but in a way its beautiful for him. like a bird learning how to fly.

if you ask him about his view on beauty, he'll gladly show you all the beauties in the world. hell show you how some things look scary or mysterious can look enchanted. but if anything ugly comes in your way, he'll shield you from it and make it disappear on the face of twisted wonderland.

if you dont like what hes doing and you try to run from him.. lets say Rook loves a good hunt. He will not stop until he finds his butterfly. of course, he doesn't want to hurt you, or even dirty you in any means, but he will threaten you. Rook would say that if anything bad would happen to you, to not have the light in your eyes that he loves so much, he'll display you like those beautiful insect display in a museum. you'll forever be part of his display from his hunts.

but you dont want that to happen right? he wants you to live! to fly with the other butterflies.

but maybe Night Raven College is no place for a fragile butterfly like you to be in. he doesnt might taking you away for only his eyes to see. he'll take great care of you.

"what do you say~?"

~~~~~

Trey

Whether Trey likes it or not, he takes great care of his dorm, like a big brother or even a dad for some. so when he saw you, his instict took over and he immediately was worried for you.

"did you eat yet? how's your day? anyone giving you a hard time? are ace and deuce causing trouble for you? you look pale! come on, follow me. we have some treats in Heartslabyul that will make you feel better"

to say he spoils you with sweets is an understatement, and if you are craving sweets then he'll gladly make you something else. don't worry about repaying him. you're smile and well being are perfect payment.

even though Trey has a very busy schedule, being the vice housewarden, being part of the science club, taken care of his house, plus riddle, he still makes time for you.

a lot of people wonders how but like magic, he makes it works. for some, its a little creepy. Trey starts to show up, like he knows your schedule like the back of his hand. always with treats and a drink in hand.

if there are people causing you trouble, or in trey's eyes, people he does not approves of. he'll tell you in a "im just looking out for you manner."

Trey will get you, sit you down, hands you some treats and talks to you about his "issues" with your friends. he might just say some things that make you see your friends in a different light. the type of light that makes you not rely on them too much. But you can rely on Trey if anything comes up.

also whether he sees you in the light of a sibling or a partner, you're not 100% sure which one. but all the things he does for you... is coming from the heart..

~~~~~

#twst fanart #twst #twst wonderland #twst headcanons #yandere twst #disney twst #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #art #digital art #twst rook hunt #twst rook #twst rook x reader #twst yandere #twst yandere rook #twst ace #twst deuce #twst ace x reader #twst ace trappola #twst yandere ace #twst lilia #twst lilia x reader #twst lilia vanrouge #twst trey #twst trey clover #twst trey x reader #twst yandere trey #twst yandere trey x reader #twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland

[cheemken]

sir... may i humbly request for more pokemon hcs... a small crumb wld do...

OFC BFMDNDK

But like majority of my hcs are of the champions so I hope that'll be cool w you hahaha

Anyways owo

•Hc ages, Wallace, Geeta, and Lance are both around 32-35 (Lance is the older one between them). Steven, Cynthia, Diantha, and Leon are all around 28-31 (Leon is the younger one, Diantha is the oldest between em). Hau is 15 and Iris is 17

-I have Hau as my Alola champion bc idk I think he deserves it hahah

•Diantha and Lance are easily susceptible of Iris' and Hau's puppy eyes and get dragged into their hijinks

-the ones who can somewhat resits them are Wallace, Geeta, and Steven

-Cynthia is an enabler, and Leon somehow knows when to say no to their shenanigans bc he has experience as an older brother

•the other champions are honestly a bit unnerved by Geeta, she knows this too but made no effort to change it, she thinks it's entertaining

-the others just try to keep up w her for Diantha

-Lance couldn't tho, Geeta just gets on his nerves and vice verse, tho the two do try to get along for Diantha

-its honestly very comical cause one second they're almost killing each other and the second Diantha walks in they'd both stop and laugh and smile w each other bc they know Dia would get sad if they fight 

•they all have their own little group chat and it's honestly just Steven setting up the dates for their meet ups and Cynthia and Wallace at each other's throats

-Diantha just loves the drama going on between those two, she thinks their petty arguments are entertaining

•Hau and Iris have this solidarity of being raised by their own respective grandfather

-Iris helps Hau cope w it, that at least there's still people who loves them, and hey they're family now too, together w the other champions

-theyre siblings to me your honour pls they mean so much to me

•Steven cherishes the other champions so much because it's the first ever friend group he has that doesn't make fun of him for his love of rare stones

-its really the only friend group he has that doesn't make fun of anything about him in general

-also the only friend group that doesn't use his status as heir to the Devon Corp for the fame and fortune

•Geeta almost doesn't have any concept of empathy whatsoever so her actions seems like she's being an asshole

-she's trying not to be, really, but that's just how she grew up and hey at least they're kinda trying?? To help her??

-well, she's really not like that w Diantha, or rather she feels more empathy solely for Diantha, and to the others that's better than nothing

•out of the public eye, Diantha isn't as elegant of a trainer as people perceived her to be

-i would ramble abt this but it'll be long na so hey send another ask if you want hahah

•other than their native languages and the universal languages Unovan and Galarian, there are a few champions that are fluent in other languages 

-Wallace can speak two other languages, Kalosian and Sinnohan

-Diantha can speak three, as it's often part of an act or she was taught back then, with those being: Paldean, Ransean, and Sinnohan

-surprisingly, Hau also knows three, altho he can't speak some of them, with those being: Kantonian, Hoennian, and Orrean

-Geeta can speak Kalosian and a little bit of Almian

-spare me tho, I made own adjectives for the other regions since there's nothing much abt em in the wikipage

Anyways I think that's long enough before I really start rambling so hey how you like it hahaha

#i have like.. a whole ass docs file of my champions hcs so yeah owo“ #an ask and an answer #pokemon #should i really tag all of them omf #champion lance #champion wallace #champion steven #steven stone #champion cynthia #champion iris #champion diantha #rival hau #champion hau #champion leon #champion geeta #top champion geeta #pokemon hcs #anon #pokemon champions

[axewchao]

I was right; I couldn't bring myself to draw anything other than a ref for Koopa!Dal after making the human one:'D

Part of me wanted to copy/paste some of the stuff from the human bio... but then I looked at the stuff I already typed for Koopa!Dal and thought "yeah no I'm not gonna build another goddamn wall of text." Because I don't really need to; if anything is different with a specific version of my purple boi, I'll say so. owo)b

~~~

Much like his human counterpart, Dalex is calm, non-confrontational, and observant. Being born as a Poison Koopa-Boom Boom hybrid didn't change that fact, nor did his eventual choice to side with King Bowser and his brood of eight. Hailing from a mountain range northwest of the Koopa Kingdom, Dalex made his way to the Dark Lands in hopes of learning more about his own kind, as there were very few Koopas to speak of in his hometown of Wyverra Village.

Apart from getting in touch with his Koopa heritage, Dalex had another goal in mind when he arrived: solving the mystery of his pendant, which had been with him since he was four years old. Both he and his parents had no idea what it was or where it could've come from, and no amount of poring through the books of public libraries helped. At most, he learned that the pendant resembled the Shine Sprites of Isle Delfino, but the pendant's color and lack of eyes made it clear that they were not one and the same.

The only remaining option was the Castle library, but he couldn't just... waltz right into the Koopa friggin' Castle to look at some books. And as much as Dalex wanted answers, he wasn't about to poke his snout where he wasn't welcome. Maybe... maybe if he got a job there, he'd be able to check a few things out? He wasn't gonna go out on the front lines to fight the likes of the Mario Bros.; more along the lines of cleaning, patrols, or heavy lifting. He didn't necessarily need the coins, but... well, he could put it towards a trip to Sarasaland. He'd been meaning to go there one day.

Dalex had begun his work as one of Bowser's many minions hidden in the background, and the background was where he'd meant to stay. Little did he know, he'd eventually catch the eye of not one, not two, but eight special Koopas, who were more than happy to pull him into the foreground whether he liked it or not. But that was fine; Dalex wasn't in a hurry, and to be honest, even if they could be a bit much at times, the Royal Family certainly knew how to make life a bit more interesting.

Trivia

Poison Koopas are a somewhat uncommon subspecies, often confused for Dragon Koopas with purple scales. As far as most people know, Dalex is just a purple Boom Boom. Admittedly this little secret is not as tight-lipped as one would think; no one (except Iggy) ever asks, so Dalex never tells.

His status as half-Poison Koopa renders him immune to poisonous substances, but he is vulnerable to his own kind's venom. If he were purely a Poison Koopa, he'd be immune to the venom as well.

His own venom can knock someone out in about 30 minutes, while a purebred's venom takes a mere 10. 

Among the other Minions, Dalex's best friends are Boom Boom and Pom Pom. They befriended him shortly after he joined and were the first two people he openly spoke to before any of the Koopalings got involved.

After meeting each of the Koopalings, Dalex became the "student" of Ludwig Von Koopa. First educating Dalex on Koopa culture and later magic, Ludwig initially wanted to keep things "normal" between them, but fell for him as time went on. Being treated like an equal despite Ludwig's higher status and generally feeling accepted and comfortable in Dal's presence certainly played a part in that. He didn't even notice how "close" the two of them were getting until it was literally spelled out for him by his siblings.

Since he's only recently begun practicing magic, doing something like making multiple paint portals over a short period/ones that stretch across greater distances can tire Dalex out quickly. The more he trains, the more magic he'll be able to use before he gets tired. Same goes for the magic output of his Shade Sprite.

Part of him is afraid of what he could do once he gets better at magic, particularly if he gets angry... but having no clue what he's doing sounds even more dangerous, hence him eventually asking Ludwig to help him.

#super mario #Koopa!Dal #Dalex Rathmore #maybe it's because they were a bit tricky to sketch but for some reason his arms don't look big enough #like... compared to a normal-sized hand they're big #but not big enough if that makes sense =3= #axewchaoscribbles

[kalu-luwa]

some self-indulgent incorrect quotes because i’m sad:

featuring @sammo-writes-whatever​‘s lovely oc yumeko amane

cw: lotsa swearing, talks of death, general twst slander, spoilers for chapter 6, ooc but do i care? nah not really

(under the cut for dash length)

Neph, hugging Yume: I've only had Yume-chan for a day and a half, but if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone in Twisted Wonderland and then myself.

---

Neph: *addressing people* fuck you

Neph: fuck you

Neph: fuck you

Neph: *addressing Yume* you're cool :D

Neph: *addressing Crowley* and fuck you, i'm out

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Anyone: I may or may not have made Yumeko uncomfortable. How long until Nephtali and kills me?

Grim: ten

Anyone: Ten? Ten what?

Grim: nine

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Yume and Neph: *holding hands and swinging their arms, laughing and softly talking while strolling, general sweet sibling relationship*

Ace and Deuce: *slinging either of them over the other's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, both of them screaming and sprinting past them*

(alternatively: Jade and Floyd? Riddle and Floyd, Rook and any of the beastmen...)

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Yume: Oh no, a cute girl! I can’t talk to her like this!

Yume: Oh, she's going. 

Yume: Oh no! Another cute girl!

Neph: Stop looking in every mirror you see, I don’t want you to have a mental breakdown.

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Yume: I have HRE. Hopeless Romantic Energy.

Neph: Holy Roman Empire.

Grim: Hambu Rg Er

---

Yume: As fellow first years and good friends, we always finish each other's-

Adeuce: -homework

Neph: what the fuck

Adeuce, crying: *slides over sheets of paper* please help

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Ace: How does it feel to have the shittiest dorm ever?

Neph: shut up your mother buys you mega bloks instead of legos

Ace, unlocking his Unique Magic: YOU FUCKING TAKE THAT BACK

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Ramshackle Dorm collectively: WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES

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Rook: j’owo

Rook: tu owos

Rook: il/elle/on owos

Rook: nous owoins

Rook: vous owoez

Rook: ils/elles owoent

Neph: did you just conjugate owo in french

Rook: owoui

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Neph: with all these e-girls and e-boys

Neph: i just want to be e-nough

Cater:

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Neph: i'm not normally a violent person

Neph, gesturing to TWST Chapter 6: but this makes me wanna go smack some people around

Yume: please don't

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Neph: Grim, you ate too many blot crystals and blacked out. I'll ask you a few questions while Yume-chan does first aid.

Grim: *incomprehensible noise of affirmation*

Neph: What's your favourite colour?

Grim, with the confidence of a thousand suns: tuna

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Yume: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Floyd will and won't eat.

Neph: Grass? Yeah.

Yume: Moss? Yeah!

Neph: Leaves? Oh, yeah.

Yume: Shoelaces? Strange, but true!

Neph: Worms? Sometimes...

Yume: Rocks? Usually, no.

Neph: Twigs? Usually.

Yume: Lilia or Jade's cooking? Inconclusive!

Deuce: How... did you test this???

Yume: You just hand him stuff and say 'eat this' and if he eats it, he eats it.

Deuce: I don't know how to feel about this...

Ace: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT

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Neph: i lived bitch

Overblotters: Wha- you can't be here- you're dead!- I literally saw you die??-

Neph: death is a social construct

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Deuce: Neph isn't answering the phone.

Yume: I'll try!

Ace: Deuce and I have tried 6 times each, what makes you think-

Neph: hello???

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Azul: It’s a white flag and you may as well start waving it-

Neph: THE ONLY THING I WILL BE WAVING IS YOUR DECAPITATED HEAD ON A STICK IN FRONT OF YOUR WEEPING MOTHER

Azul:

The Leech Twins:

Everyone else:

Azul, slightly terrified: Holy shit.

---

Neph: I like to think I have a sharp memory. Try naming something I forgot.

Ace: your birthday You left me in a parking lot 3 weeks ago.

Neph: that was on purpose try again

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Neph and Epel, struggling to stand in 1-inch heels: yeah heels aren't for us

Vil, flawlessly walking in 6-inch stilettos: W E A K

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Yume, staring off dramatically into the sunset:

Neph: Yume-chan, are you alright? What’s wrong?

Yume: If you stack two pizzas on top of each other, it’s two pizzas.

Yume, frowning: But if you stack two lasagnas, it’s still one lasagna.

Neph:

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Anyone: If I say 'I love you', will you say it back?

Yume/Neph: Yeah.

Anyone: I love you.

Yume/Neph: It back.

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Yume: What’s it like being tall?

Neph: Is it nice?

Yume: Can you reach the cupboards comfortably?

Malleus, 100% serious: *talking about Lilia* we live in constant fear of the small ones, who will climb four chairs, two boxes, a small coffee table, and six oddly placed stools to get what they want

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Grim: Why do the two of you like the rain so much?

Yume: It’s so romantic, and it makes a great white noise for when you’re going to sleep! I like splashing in puddles too, it’s fun and nostalgic.

Neph: i’m trying to get hit by lightning

---

Neph: listen here, you little shits

Neph: not you, Yume-chan, you're an angel and we're glad you're here

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Ace: Also, from now on, we’ll be using code names! You can address me as Eagle One.

Ace, to Neph: Been There Done That.

Ace, to Yume: Currently Doing That.

Ace, to Grim: It Happened Once In a Dream.

Ace, to Deuce:

Ace: Eagle Two

Deuce: oh my god

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Ace: L is for the way you look at me

Neph: O is for the only one I see

Yume: V is for very, very extraordinary

Deuce:

Deuce: egg

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*tea-cup Disney rides*

Yume and Neph: *calmly spinning, chatting happily*

Leona, Vil, and Malleus: *spinning faster, heated conversation*

Adeuce: *hurricane spinning, screaming at each other*

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Neph: The average pineapple, peeled and cut, makes about 4.5 cups or 36 ounces of pineapple chunks. Cans of pineapple come in a variety of sizes, the most common being 28 or 20 ounces and 46 ounces. Meaning a single pineapple won’t fill up a single can perfectly, which also means every time you eat pineapple from a can, somewhere someone else has the can that has the rest of that same pineapple. Meaning you can share a single fruit with a stranger from hundreds of miles away and I think that’s beautiful.

Yume: How much sleep are you getting?

Neph: not enough

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Neph: I AM THE SAND GUARDIAN

Neph: GUARDIAN OF THE SAND

Yume: Poseidon quivers before them!

Neph, to Octavinelle: FUCK OFF

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alright that’s enough for today goodbye

#please laugh ;; #a comedic attempt was made #twst #twst oc #twisted wonderland #incorrect twisted wonderland quotes #incorrect quotes #some of these are vines #i love them #espi.ritu #nephtali (on a bright cloud of music shall we fly?) #i'm not gonna tag everyone sorry #too lazy #rip

[intynidad]

Hi hi!! Could I request the dorm leaders (if that’s too many, your favorites!) with a child MC? (Parental or older sibling sorta relationship) (also by child I mean 8-10 years old) Have a wonderful day, drink some water and eat protein! 💕

@moomoo-mochi OMG THANK YOU??

I love this so much I’m just a sucker for this kind of prompt!!

Also, this will be based on how I acted as a toddler (spoiler I was a stupid kid)

a health potion with risu giggles for a fellow merchant!

(also sorry I didn't know what to write for iidia or vil and I didn't want to write something that I wasn't satisfied 

The beginning 

-you careless puppy, How many times I told the two of you to be careful!- professor crewel was scolding you and your lab partner...well at your lab partner more than you, you were kinda busy trying to get out of the cauldron to listen 

You and your lab partner were assigned to do a regression potion that was supposed to work in reviving dead plants or turning rotten food into edible again but when you were measuring the exact amount of the last ingredient to finish the potion, somebody accidentally pushed you making you spill all of the ingredients...and yourself into the cauldron.

so now there you are extremely confused about what just happened and incapable of taking care of yourself for the 3 days the potion was supposed to last and now your lab partner has to take care of you until the potion wore off or mister crewel finds an antidote

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle has an abusive mother and no younger siblings so our dear tomato is lost, he doesn’t know any rules that would help him take care of a little child so he asks trey for help (like most of heartsalybul when they have problems).

trey lets you eat pastries while riddle does his dorm leader duties but he looked away for a second and oops no child in sight...ok time to panic.

riddle was scolding some heartsalybul students that spilled all of the red paint in one of the chairs so now not only the other members of the dorm couldn’t continue painting but now the unbirthday party had to cancel and you know what happens when you break one of the queen’s rules

-OFF WITH YOUR- Riddle swung his magic pen

-wead!- riddle turn around to see you with a rose in your hand pretending it to be a magic pen

-off widd your wead!- you repeated swinging the rose up and down

riddle was stroked by your cuteness like a truck; he was speechless (also because picking roses was against the rules but lest ignore it) the two students he was scolding ran away because their dorm leader was picking you up and giggling at your little imitation of him 

-nono Off, with, your, head!-

-off wid your wead!-

Leona kingschoolar

-agh how annoying- the savanaclaw dorm leader wasn’t a big fan of children and much less taking care of them, he probably was gonna throw you at Ruggie or jack, both of them had younger siblings so they could probably take care of you better but there is one thing he didn’t count off

-LEONA OJI-TAN-...fuck, today was the day Cheka came to visit his dear oji-tan, now Leona is not only stuck with a brat but with a furball too.

-who are them uncle?-(owo who this) Cheka waved at the child that was behind his uncle’s legs-hi I am Cheka, wanna play tag?!-oh ho ho this gives him an idea

-Cheka this is Y/N, your new playmate-the lion cub had a little sparkle in his eyes

-you two can play all day and ill be watching you from that tree so have fun-hell yea he was a genius Cheka and you are entertained, and he can nap is a win-win situation for everyone

-WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH- and there it goes his perfect plan

-oi, what happened- you were in  sitting on the ground while hugging your knee and crying your heart out and Cheka kneeled beside you trying to comfort you 

-I’m-I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to push you it was an accident- now he looked like he wanted to cry 

-agh you two cut it out-Leona said in a low growl while kneeling beside you-is just a scratch don’t worry just let me-he picked you up.

now all of you were in his room he gently  bandages your knee while Cheka was holding your hand for “moral support”

-kiss to make it better Leona oji-tan!-

-only if both of you promise to be more careful-Cheka nodded- ok “pain, pain go away *woshh*, there you go- you moved your knee and started to giggle while Cheka was already dragging you to continue playing, the two of you were lucky that both were cute because not everybody can see this side of Leona and live for telling it 

Azul Ashengrotto

-Come, come everyone!-the leader of octaville tapped his fedora-For the price of 25 madol you can have for a limited time only a  photo of our dear Y/N as a toddler!-

and of course, our dear capitalist Ursula is taking profit from this situation.

you were sitting in a little chair all dolled up while jade took pictures of you with different students and Floyd was taking the money from dose poor unfortunate souls

An hour passed and there were still about 50+ students in line for a photo when Azul notice something about you.

your hands were in the form of a tiny fist and your eyes were watery and you haven’t smiled at the camera for the last photos even when Floyd made funny faces behind jade you weren’t enjoying this.

usually, he wouldn’t care about it, he was making some good money and that was the important thing but you were different, you were his friend

-the lounge is closed, everyone get out, Floyd take care of that and jade-he looked for a second at you-make something warm for our little guest-

all of the students in line emitted different protest sounds but a look at Floyd grin and everyone was already on the exit

-sorry for all that little one- he lightly patted your hair-what about I pay you for your work with some treats?-

-*happy gasp* YESH!!-you hugged his leg with a strong grip-

-nee~ nee~, why Azul can have a hug from shrimpy and I cant?-

-FWOYD!! :D-

Kalim al asim

-Kalim, please calm down-Jamil said looking like he is gonna pop up a blood vessel

-LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y/N LITTLE Y-he was let’s say...excited about this situation

-JAMILLOOKATTHEMTHEYARESOCUTEANDTINYIWANNATROWAPARTYFORJUSTTHEMOMGTHEYARESOCUTE- 

-Remember to breathe Kalim and please calm down you are scaring them-Jamil said while kneeling to be on your level

-*gasp* I’m sorry y/n, I’m just so happy to be with you, are you hungry?-you give a quick nod

for the surprise of Jamil, the fact that you turned into a child made Kalim more independent???

he knew that crewel sensei asked Kalim to take care of you but he kinda assumed he is the one who will end up taking care of both of you.

-emmm Jamil-and here we go-have you seen Y/N around?-

-excuse me whAT??!!- Jamil shouted- HOW DO YOU LOSE A CHILD?-

-I didn’t lose them I just….temporally misplace them...OK YES, I LOST THEM BUT IS NOT MY FAULT WE WERE PLAYING HIDE N SEEK!-

-sure sure Kalim never anything is your fault-Jamil said between teeth-

Kalim could be a literal ray of sunshine but one of his bigs flaws were his “rich person behavior”

because he was spoiled and lived in a bubble he didn’t understand that his actions had consequences, in the good side he was working on it.

two hours had passed since that moment are you were nowhere to be found

now the scarabia duo was starting to panic

-OMG HOW IM SO CARELESS THAT I LOST THEM WHAT IF SOMETHING HAPPENED TO THEM IM THE WORST FRIEND IN THE WORLD-

-KALIM CALM DOWN, PANIC WILL NOT HELP IN THIS SITUATION-

-WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME-

-BECAUSE YOU ARE YELLING-

-*snore*-

-..............................-

-Jamil,...did that pillow made a sound?-

-I think so ?-

*SNOOOREEE*

and there you were sleeping under a big mountain of pillows you fell asleep while playing so that, why you didn’t, respond to the calls of the two boys

-ok Kalim we found them and I hope this had taught you a lesson about taking care of things...well taking care of people-

-oh for the great seven I thought I was gonna have a heart attack-

-now you know how I feel and I really would appreciate it if you used this experience to-

-*SNOOOOREEE*-

And now Kalim was sleeping beside you

great seven give Jamil patience and have mercy on both of you when morning comes 

Malleus draconia

-arent you a little thing fufufufuf-

-old man be careful with them-silver said

you might be wondering, I thought malleus would take care of toddler Y/N?

Well, that was the plan...malleus is a reserved man, with no friends more than his two guards and the older fae that raised him, that was until he meets you, you looked at him in the eyes with no fear just a hint of curiosity.

you gave him his first nickname,”tsunotaro” a childish name that was almost disrespectful to the heir of the valley of thorns and one of the most powerful wizards of all twisted wonderland, yet you called him that silly name, you hugged him, you listen to him and he listened to you, you were his friend and precisely because that he left you at the care of Lilia, the mere thought of you screaming and running away from him made his heart ache

that always happened…

Malleus is used to that, since he was a child people looked at him with fear or caution but never with kindness except for one person, you

and he was determined to let that like that, but he couldn’t stop thinking what if something happens to you?

what type of friend he would be if he lets somebody take advantage of you in this vulnerable state?

a peek wouldn’t hurt

there you were, in the flower bed of ramshackle dorm both planted, taking dandelions from around and with inexperience and tiny hands crafting a flower crown too small for anyone except you.

he looked at you from the shadows carefully to not being spotted warding you like the dragon he is.

-hewo-small and tired eyes fixed behind a large tree

malleus was behind that tree…

-whats yowr name?-now standing up and slowly walking to the tree in question-are you shy?, is oke I won’t hurt yow-

like if a child could do any damage to him

-I made thwis fow you-you said reveling a second flower crown that was just a little bit bigger than the one in your head 

you let the flower crown on the floor near the tree and waited, malleus knowing how stubborn you were he knew you wouldn’t leave so he left his hiding spot thinking about the screams and the fear your little face will have

-waaaa, you big! (giggles)-again, no signs of fear-uppa uppa!-you said while rising your hands to the sky and opening and closing your little fists

malleus emitted a low chuckle and picked you up, when you got to his eye level immediately went for his horns  touching and grabbing all your little hands could

-you sure are a strange thing, little child of man-

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland au #twisted wonderland kalim #twisted wonderland x reader #riddle #riddle rosehearts #twst riddle #twisted wonderland riddle #Leona #leona kingscholar #twisted wonderland leona #twst leona #azul #Azul Ashengrotto #twisted wonderland azul #twst azul #kalim #kalim al asim #twst kalim #jamil #Jamil Viper #twisted wonderland jamil #twst jamil #Malleus #twisted wonderland malleus #malleus draconia #twst malleus #inty's.potions #twisted wonderland headcanons

[restlessfandoming]

“family holiday” (pt. 2) (chilumi fic)

[SPOILERS FROM 1.1 STORY QUESTS]

Lumine finally arrives in Snezhnaya and takes Childe’s offer of visiting his home (mansion). 

(EVEN MORE DOMESTIC FLUFF OWO)

[part one here]

so it’s come to my attention that childe has older siblings too so OOPS MY BAD LOL

ill just finish up this story with the headcannon that he’s he oldest and prob incorporate the older siblings in future works :p

thank you all for your patience! 

[Fic Masterlist]

“family holiday” (pt. 2)

Lumine stood speechless as Childe spoke to the old toyseller about their “family.” The children were too preoccupied with their new toys to even pay attention to what their older brother was saying. Soon enough, the transaction was done, and he was walking away from the counter. 

The old woman waved goodbye cheerfully. “What a wonderful husband you have,” she said. 

AH? She couldn’t find the words to answer her. 

“Sweetheart? We’d better go—the children are already in the street,” Childe called to her from the doorway. The old woman nodded enthusiastically, and Lumine gave her an awkward smile as she turned away. 

Lumine practically stomped her way to Childe, and would’ve grabbed him by the collar if Teucer hadn’t fallen asleep in her arms. “So care to explain what you were doing back there?” she whispered aggressively. 

“Tonia! Anthon! Stay close!” he called after the children who were showing off their toys to each other down the street. He turned to Lumine. “What was that?”

She glared at him. “Telling that old woman that we’re,” she took in a sharp breath, “a family?” Heat crawled into her cheeks. She hoped Childe wouldn’t notice. 

He shrugged. “It was just easier to avoid explaining the whole situation; I’m not a fan of dragging an innocent old woman into our business.” 

Ahg...he’s not wrong… “You didn’t have to be so enthusiastic about it,” she mumbled. She buried her face in Teucer’s hair, embarrassed as she recalled his words about her as his wife and mother of his children. Him agreeing that she was so beautiful. 

She shuffled away from Childe as quickly as she could with Teucer in her arms. Her whole body was rolling with heat. At this point, I won’t need a coat…

“Something the matter, Lumine?” Childe’s voice rang out next to her. She nearly jumped out of her own skin. Damn him and his long legs. 

“Absolutely not,” she lied. “Just cold.”

“Your face looks quite warm.” She could hear the beginnings of a smirk in his voice. “Do you have a problem with us being a couple?” 

She stopped in her tracks, and faced him. “We are not a c-couple.” 

He took a step in, closer, towering over her. He leaned down. “Do you want to be?”

...

?!

Is he serious?!

His ocean eyes held a steady, intense gaze with her, and Lumine didn’t find herself saying no. 

...Do I?!

She hadn’t ever thought of it—them, together—save for a few fleeting thoughts when they spent a lot of time together, ones she didn’t ever take seriously. But did Childe actually like her? 

Do I actually like him?

Lumine blinked. “I—”

“Brother! Lumine! Hurry up!” Tonia shouted from down the road. 

Childe let out the smallest of sighs. He gave Lumine a strained smile before taking Teucer from her. “Thank you for carrying him.” Then he walked past her, towards his siblings. 

Lumine stood there, frozen by their exchange. 

What was she going to say? She had started speaking before her mind had even come up with an answer. She glanced down the road, at Childe lovingly taking care of his brothers and sister. 

Was I going to say yes?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

“Big brother always makes the yummiest food!” Tonia said with a mouthful of chocolate cake. 

The family was all sat around the dining table, eating the cake Chlide promised Tonia.

Paimon nodded, wiping the corners of her mouth. “You have lots of money, you can make really good food...Paimon might be warming up to you, Childe.”

Yes, he does cook really well surprisingly… Lumine thought while chewing through her own cake slice. He just keeps surprising me today… She shoveled more cake in her mouth when she remembered what he had asked her earlier. 

“I’m glad you like it,” Childe said, then stood up. “Looks like everyone is almost done; let’s start cleaning up, okay?” 

The children nodded, beginning to pile their plates and utensils in the sink, and wiping down the table. 

“Thank you.” He pointed to the mess of supplies they had used to make the cake earlier. “Can you guys clean this up too?” There was a unanimous ‘yes’ as Childe started washing the dishes. 

Watching all the siblings made her heart ache for Aether even more. She wished he could be there, in the kitchen with her. They didn’t even have to be travelling worlds anymore; she wished he was there for something as mundane as baking a cake together. 

She walked up next to Childe at the sink. “I’ll clean up everything. You should spend time with your siblings.” 

He scoffed while continuing to clean the dishes. “I’m not going to let you do all that work.” He looked around the room. “Plus they’re cleaning up with me anyway.” 

She frowned. You’re missing precious time with your family. “But—”

He held out a washcloth. “Or how about you help me and it’ll go twice as fast?”

Lumine sighed and took the cloth, starting to wash the plates next to Childe. Their elbows bumped into each other every so often. 

Soon, the children were done with their tasks, all chatting while waiting for Childe and Lumine to finish the dishes. 

“Lumine?” Teucer asked shyly. 

“Yes?” she answered while wiping a glass cup. 

“Do you think you and Big Brother could give us another sibling?”

CRACK. The glass in Lumine’s hand shattered. 

Childe froze, then let out a nervous laugh. “Teucer...why are you asking that?”

“Well...I don’t want to be the youngest anymore. I always get babied!” he whined innocently. 

Tonia jumped up. “I want a younger sister too! I’m tired of being the only girl!”

“Yea!” Teucer jumped up with his sister. “And Anthon said that babies only come from a grown-up boy and a grown-up girl!”

Anthon put his head in his hands. “When you asked me, I didn’t think you’d ask big brother…”

“Teucer, we don’t go around asking random adults to give us siblings, right?” Childe said. 

“And, I’m not your mom, Teucer,” Lumine explained. “Even if we had a kid, it would be your niece or nephew.” 

“Oh,” Teucer said, thinking. “Well, can we have one of those?” 

Childe and Lumine looked at each other—briefly, accidentally—and quickly broke their shared gaze. Lumine turned her attention to the ceiling while Childe looked down into the sink. 

“You’re bleeding,” he said. Huh? Lumine looked down to see her ring finger had been cut from breaking the glass cup. 

“Bleeding?” Teucer and Tonia gasped. 

“Bandages! We have to find bandages!” Paimon shouted, flying out of the room. Anthon stood up, dashing out of the room as well with Teucer and Tonia following; all four were soon screaming around the house for bandages. 

Lumine held her hand up. “It’s not too bad.” She looked at the shattered glass pieces. “Sorry about the cup.”

“Don’t worry about the cup,” he said. He gently took her hand to examine the cut. “Hm. You’re right it’s not too bad.” The blood started trickling down her finger. “Ah—” 

Before she knew it, Childe had her finger in his mouth, sucking the blood away. 

“What are you doing?!” Lumine asked, panicked, lightly pulling her hand away from him. 

His hand still gripped hers. “What?”

“I—” She had a flashback to earlier. Do you want to be? 

“About earlier,” he said, his voice dropped. Lumine felt his grip tighten. 

“Did you mean it?” she interrupted. A look between the two.

“That depends on your answer.”

Down the hallway, they heard the rumble of the children’s footsteps approaching. Both Lumine and Childe grimaced slightly in annoyance; Childe’s eye twitched. Interrupted once again.

“Bandages! We have bandages!” Teucer announced, running into the room. 

“I have bandages,” Anthon corrected, coming in after him. “They all just yelled and screamed while I actually found them.” The two other children and Paimon smiled sheepishly. 

“Thank you, Anthon,” Childe said, patting him on the head. He took the bandages, and began wrapping it around Lumine’s finger. Lumine hoped the children wouldn’t question why her face was so red. 

Then, Tonia came close, and kissed her bandage. “Big brother always does that to my bandages; he says it helps!” 

Lumine smiled softly at her. “Yes, thank you, Tonia—it feels much better.” 

“Okay, well, I think it’s time for bed, everyone,” Childe said, rather quickly.

“Bedtime? But it’s so early…,” Teucer said. 

“It’s been a long day,” Childe countered. He started hurdling the children upstairs. “Bedtime!” 

“Paimon would rather fight a gang of hilichurls than look after them all the time,” Paimon said, sighing heavily. “They’re so much work!”

Lumine raised a brow. “You didn’t do anything except eat.” 

“That’s still tiring!” She yawned. “Speaking of which, that chocolate cake really made Paimon sleepy...Goodnight, Lumine!” She disappeared into her world in a blink. 

Lumine let out a small chuckle. She could always rely on Paimon to lighten her mood. She then went up the stairs to find Childe. 

She found him in Teucer’s room, saying goodnight and tucking in the youngest brother. 

“Goodnight, Lumine!” Teucer called to the doorway. Lumine waved in response. Soon, Childe came out and shut the door behind him. 

“I’d better head out and find a nearby Inn or something,” Lumine said. 

“You’re not serious, are you?” Childe asked. “You think I’d invite you to my home and not even offer you a place to stay?” 

“You’ve already done so much.”

He gestured around the large hallway. “We have plenty of room. Save yourself a trip out into the cold, and some Mora.”

Lumine bit her lip. “Okay, fine.” 

“Good,” he said, before heading into Tonia’s room. Lumine followed, watching him say his goodnights to his sister and tucking her in for the night. 

“Noo, please don’t go yet!” Tonia whined under the blankets when he started to leave. 

“Okay, okay,” Childe conceded. He turned to Lumine standing in the doorway. “Sorry, could I ask you to check on Anthon and make sure he’s getting ready for bed as well?”

Lumine nodded. She walked down the hallway and entered Anthon’s room. He was sitting up in his bed, playing with his new Lawachurl action figure. 

“Hey, Anthon,” Lumine said. “You ready for bed?”

Anthon nodded, then put his toy on his bedside table. He sat near his pillows, then looked at Lumine, waiting. 

Oh. She walked over to the side of the bed, and helped Anthon get under the blankets, then awkwardly tucked him in, remembering how Childe did to Tonia and Teucer. 

“Hey Lumine?” Anthon asked. 

“Hmm?”

“Are you and my brother going to get married?”

Lumine choked on her spit. What? “Why—why do you say that?” she asked, attempting to maintain her composure. 

He tilted his head innocently, confused. “Well he’s never brought someone home before. So that means you’re special, right?”

She thought for a second. Everything that had happened today. “I don’t know. But I am glad I got to come here, and meet you and Tonia.” She smiled at him. 

Anthon smiled back. “I’m glad I got to meet you too. I hope you stay with my brother.” 

“Me too,” she found herself saying. Staying with Childe...wouldn’t be so bad…

“Goodnight, Lumine,” Anthon said, closing his eyes. 

“Goodnight, Anthon,” she said back to him, then left his room, closing his door quietly. 

...

“You are,” Childe said behind her. 

She jumped slightly, turning. “You have to stop sneaking up on me like that.”

He chuckled. “Sorry, a habit of mine.” He locked eyes with her. “But you are. You are special.”

She swallowed the lump in her throat. “So what you asked me earlier? You meant it?”

“Did you mean what you said to Anthon? That you hope to stay with me?”

“Stop answering my questions with more questions.” 

“How about we both say our answers on the count of three?” 

“Why are you always so weird?” 

A small smile from Childe. “One.”

“...Two,” Lumine murmured. 

“Three.”

…

…

… 

“Yes,” they both said. 

A pause. A breath. 

Then, Childe grinned. “What’s this? The traveler has fallen for me?” he teased. 

Her cheeks burned. “I could say the same thing to you.” 

“Seeing you get flustered so easily...It’s hard to believe you’re the strongest person I’ve ever faced.” 

“Shut up,” Lumine said, grabbing his collar. 

He smirked. “Or what? You’ll fight me—?”

She stood up on her tip toes and kissed him. 

Then, she pulled back, and saw his eyes were wide, his face flushed. Her turn to smirk. “Hm. Nice to see you’re the one who’s flustered now.”

“Uh-oh, you’re making this into a competition,” he said. “And you know I always have to win.” He cupped her face in his hands, kissing Lumine until she was weak in the knees. 

And for the first time in forever, Lumine felt a warm happiness—true happiness—radiate from her soul. 

Yes, I want to stay with Childe.

#genshin impact #genshin childe #genshin lumine #genshin tartaglia #childe #lumine #tartaglia #childe x lumine #lumine x childe #chilumi #lumichilde #fanfic #me

[steverogers-against-disney]

Hello yes this is me sending you an ask with the polite request to please elaborate on those thoughts you had about Steve's family history and Sarah and Joseph Rogers' families please and thank u 🥺

ummm ok. so. ok. so i want it on record that i DID have it all written down somewhere, which is now lost and gone forever. so i got to start over from memory owo i also got this same ask from luisa ( @its-tortle for those misfortunate enough not to follow her already) but i knew she was going to send it so i’m answering yours

i have two pages front and back of things abt sarah and joseph’s families. i’m gonna keep it general for now, but if anyone wants something more in depth i’m. i have. i have a lot of lore hc’s abt sarah and joseph.

and one last preface: i don’t like the whole comic thing of joseph being an abusive drunk. boring. bad irish stereotype. i think he’s a kind himbo. ok now. sarah and joseph’s families (readmore bc it’s very long. edit: when i say long i mean 1.7k)

both sarah and joseph have big families, with lots of cousins and siblings. they both grew up just outside dublin and were in the same parish.

if circumstances had been different, sarah and joseph would have more children themselves, but we know how that went

sarah has two older sisters and two younger brothers (middle child representation)

sarah’s sisters: anne and mary, who are.. not that much older than her. the three of them were basically back to back. they’re all very close to each other as a result. when they were little kids, the three of them imagined they’d get married in a big triple wedding and have their first kids at the same time. that didn’t end up happening, but anne and sarah were ecstatic for mary none the less. anne and mary both have many children (who do not currently have names bc i haven’t thought that hard abt the cousins lmao)

sarah’s brothers: peter and daniel. they have a much larger gap in age, with daniel probably around 7 years younger than sarah and peter somewhere in the middle of them. the sisters share the Eldest Sister job of being a little too much like mothers to their brothers, and it wasn’t uncommon to see 10 year old sarah or 11 year old mary or 12 year old anne with a toddler on their hip and a slightly older kid running circles around her.

despite being one of five, sarah ends up being the only one who leaves ireland. which has less to do with terribly wanting to leave, and more to do with the fact that sarah and joseph had been idly considering moving after they got married when suddenly sarah was faced with the opportunity to leave with an aunt and uncle who had a job opportunity there.

sarah leaves for america just sixteen, with the plan to get work and save as much as she can while still living with her aunt and uncle until joseph could join her. it doesn’t escape either of them that this is a nice inversion of the typical story

despite moving so far away, she still keeps in touch with her family. she gets to be on first name basis with the post people, as she sends at least a letter week to her family. sometimes more, but always ensuring that a few lines are written for everyone in particular. if she writes a few pages for her sisters and only a few sentences for her brothers, well… the boys are just happy that she wrote at all.

steve does get to meet some of his aunts and uncles and cousins once, when he’s around fourteen. anne and mary had saved enough money to take themselves, their husbands, and their parents to america for a few days. they even had enough to bring a couple of their older children. sarah is elated, over the moon, in tears with joy. steve just thinks his mother’s family looks an awful lot like her.

everyone can feel joseph’s absence.

speaking of mr rogers!

joseph’s family is even bigger than sarah’s, with him being the second youngest of seven. every single one of them boys. (later on steve will find that there are a LOT of rogers cousins running around)

joseph’s parents seemingly hated them because every one of the boys has J names. john, jacob (ha), james and jeremiah (a pair of twins that nearly killed moira rogers during delivery. they would continue to vex her trying to be raised.), jonah, joseph (my beloved), and baby jason

joseph’s fathers genes were all dominant it seems, because every single boy ends up being a perfect carbon copy of him, down to their loud personalities and raucous laughter.

joseph is very close with all of his brothers. partly just because they all get along very well, partly because they are all boys in very close proximity and eventually you just end up dealing with who’s around you.

that said, he’s closest with baby jason. probably because joseph is the nicest to him, but nonetheless, they are each others’ favorite brother

when joseph is finally able to join sarah in america, jason comes with him with the same rose tinted dream as everyone else who moved to america.

(i say finally because there’s a war brewing in ireland around abt the time i think sarah and joseph immigrated)

in the brief time between when joseph arrives in america and when he, ahem, contracts mustard gas, he sends a letter a day home to his brothers. sometimes two or three in a day. whereas sarah sends long missives home every once in a while, joseph will sometimes send just one or two sentences that he thought his brothers needed to know.

(when sarah and joseph look for a place to live on their own, they end up in a one room place. specifically they need to save enough money a month for all that fuckin’ postage, joseph!)

steve does meet his uncle jason, as well as jason’s eventual family. he and sarah visit them about once a year out where they moved in upstate new york. he likes those cousins. his uncle makes him wish he’d met his father, though.

in the modern day, steve knows he’s got living relatives, both in the US and in ireland. the family he has in america is who he reaches out to first, even before trying to find any of becky barnes’s family (and then promptly discovering that becky herself is not only still alive, but in astounding condition given her age)

his american cousins are, of course, delighted to hear from him. they already knew that captain america was just a few steps away from them in the family tree, but to actually get to talk to him is something else.

he’s a living legend to them, as he is to the rest of the country. an idea, a character. not a person, not their cousin. not really.

he does not stay especially close to this side of his family, not his mother’s family in america, nor his father’s, but he still appreciates every letter or christmas card they send.

he is still invited to family events, however, and enjoys himself well enough when he goes.

in the interim after he “saves” bucky, but before he really gets him back, steve is… a criminal. a wanted man everywhere he goes. (though he does prefer this kind of wanted over what he’d gotten before)

he isn’t sure how they ended up in ireland, but he and sam and nat do end up in dublin. no one seems to recognize him in any way that really matters. steve looks up his family.

sarah’s side, the brennan side, is a little hesitant. they don’t believe him at first that he’s related to them. they know of steve, sarah’s son, but to them that’s all he was. it takes a little convincing, but they fold him into their family in a way his american cousins hadn’t. steve gives them stories of sarah, and they give him stories of his aunts and uncles and cousins. he recalls sarah as kind and a little silly. they tell him she was once fiery, quick to give someone a verbal lashing, and a perfect fit for that rogers boy

joseph’s side, that strong rogers gene, does not have the same hesitation. post serum, steve’s rogers genes were far more pronounced… he looked almost exactly like his father, even if he still had his mother’s wide smile. one look at him, and everyone knew steve was family. he didn’t even have to tell them his name. the rogers side folds steve and sam and nat into their family

the rogers pull grandfathers and triple great uncles from the woodwork and offer steve stories and memories that he never had. righteous indignation and an itch to fight anything resembling a bully, it seems, is a genetic trait. everyone has a story about joseph punching a guy for saying something about sarah, or fight someone who was too drunk to keep his hands to himself.

no one treats him like a celebrity. he feels like he has his own family.

the trio can’t stay in ireland forever, even if steve might like to. it was a nice lull to what would become a more angry trip, and the goodbyes from everyone were more tearful than steve would have every expected.

eventually, steve does get bucky back. really back. the first thing he can think to do is get married, even if it’s really only a formality. (they’ve been dedicated to each other for decades, putting it on paper is just to make sure they can’t have it refuted)

though steve hasn’t been a practicing catholic since The War, he still asks that they have an interfaith wedding. a priest and a rabbi. bucky thinks it’s a fantastic idea.

they both invite their entire families. becky and her children and her grand children and her great grand children; steve’s american cousins and his irish cousins; every friend they made along the way. it’s a very, very large wedding. and incredibly loud. apparently every barnes and rogers in the world was destined to be best friends because no one left without a new one.

afterwards, steve and bucky spend time in ireland. they don’t move there, but steve thinks he could, if the world were different. the something in him that aches for home, is soothed with bucky by his side and the irish country under his feet.

now… you might be thinking to yourself “there’s no way you have anything else to say on this” which is funny because yes i do

when steve first “died” or was declared MIA or whatever the actual public story was, he had living relatives. he had cousins whose births he remembered. these living family members learned of his death from the morning papers. to them, an entire branch of their family had just fizzled. it was gone without so much as a letter.

no one from the military or the US government bothered to reach out regarding funeral rites or where his belongings should end up. all anyone had left of sarah and joseph were fast decaying letters and memories.

when steve goes looking for his family, he learns all of this. to say he’s livid is to underrepresent his anger.

the smithsonian exhibit about captain america becomes considerably smaller in a very short span.

anyway that’s all for now sorry this is so fuckin long dude

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #marvel hcs #mcu #long post #i mean it’s under a cut but still #also worth noting #i have just as much no #probably MORE about george and winifred barnes and winnie’s brother that i made up #redux!verse

[genshinfeelspact]

Parenting Headcanons | Childe [Tartaglia]

I was inspired by the cuteness overload of Childe’s story quest and had to try some headcanons lol! I’m not familiar with writing these but oh wellll. Enjoy~

Finding out that his s/o was expecting had to have been one of the happiest moments of Childe’s life. After everything he’s been through and experienced, this good news lit his fire and had his mind spinning of all the possibilities. 

The first thing that came to mind was knowing Childe’s line of work often brought danger. He suggested keeping the news on the downlow, only sharing with a select few. As much as it pained him, he just wants to make sure his s/o and unborn baby are safe.

Childe really enjoys talking to the baby, so his s/o will always find him kneeling by their belly, telling stories or muttering cute nothings with a ridiculous smile on his face. It might have been one of the first times his s/o seen light in his otherwise dead eyes. 

Being a harbinger often meant Childe had to be away from home, so he’d make sure to send a letter every chance he could, along with gifts and other things he thought would suit his s/o’s needs. 

Spending time away from home would make him a bit more of a grouch to his subordinates. It’s only because he missed his s/o and dreaded the possibility of missing his baby being born. Hell hath no fury if that were to happen owo;;. 

Speaking of, when his s/o finally went into labor Childe counted his blessings he was able to take time off to actually spend those last few days with you, awaiting the big arrival. 

The moment he saw his baby, this precious, innocent being, he cried. They were the silent, joyful tears and his heart had been filled with such a joy he never thought could have been possible. There was no greater moment in his life than becoming a father.

Childe is a light sleeper, so his s/o could definitely rely on him to help during those trying late nights. He’d be more than willing, not caring if he was on the edge of exhaustion. Simply because he’s used to feeling like that during his duties. 

Very doting. Childe pours nothing but unconditional love to his s/o and child. One would say he goes overboard sometimes, but he shrugs it off and continues on. 

He loves, loves, loves being able to have his new little family mingle with his. Seeing his siblings' faces light up at meeting their niece/nephew sure makes his heart swell. 

Childe is the one to go overboard with the spoiling, even before his baby can say what they want. Every time he comes home, there’s always a gift right behind him. And if he can’t be home for some time, expect one or two deliveries filled with various things. 

All in all, Childe would be a very good father. His love for his family has no bounds and it really shows when he’s around them. His quest for power only deepens as a means to ensure no harm ever comes to his family. He will be wrapped around his child’s finger until the end of his days. 

#genshin impact #genshin childe #genshin imact childe #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin tartaglia #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x childe #tartaglia x reader #childe imagines #tartaglia imagines #tartaglia headcanons #childe headcanons #childe #tartaglia #genshin x reader

[cryoaquila]

uhmm hello OwO i'm just an angst junkie who loves to be heartbroken. So you could write something with diluc and childe where the reader has a difficult past (but the characters don't know) and yet shes always trying to be kind and good, and one day the boys are mean to her for having a bad day but end up discovering that the reader has been suffering in silence for a long time? I think you write a ending of comfort pls 😭

ooo ok ok angst and comfort, hell ye. hope you get your angst fill from the story below!

characters - childe, diluc, and f!reader warnings - teasing that goes too far, angst, happy ending, light cussing. wc - ~2k

the bell rang, a sign that work was done for the day. the sound made you feel a wave of relief wash over you as you were ready to leave work and get some much-needed rest. you wipe the sweat from your forehead as you step outside, the brightness of the setting sun blinding you for a moment. you were dirty and exhausted beyond belief, but the little amount of change you got paid today was worth the grueling work. as you headed down the city streets, the wonderful scents of food cooking causes you to realize that you and your sibling have nothing to eat at home for tonight. as you pass by a fruit cart you bring a hand to your grumbling stomach, grimacing at the prices of the fruit - it would be your entire paycheck to just buy a single piece and you couldn’t afford that, not with rent coming soon. if you didn’t pay this week, they’d kick you and your sibling out of your house and onto the streets, and you both didn’t have any savings left, even the money your parents left you two was gone. they left you enough to get by as you waited for their return, but weeks have passed and they still hadn’t returned, and you can’t help but wonder if they were... you couldn’t complete the thought, your lip trembling as you wipe your wet eyes. no crying. no fear. you had to be strong for your little sibling. you eye the fruit once more, your fingers twitching as you scoot a little closer to the cart. you glance around with your eyes, trying not to look suspicious. the fruit seller beside you was busy with a customer, the produce in his cart looked pristine, ripe, and ready to eat. holding your bag in one hand, your other free hand works quickly, grabbing fruit when no one’s looking and stuffing it into your bag. you smirk slyly, having gotten three pieces of fruit before the customer wanders away. the fruit seller glances over at you and you nod to him a fast goodbye before leaving, three pieces of fruit rolling around in your bag as you left. you felt a little guilty for what you did, but you had to for you and your sibling to live, plus he had plenty of fruit leftover, he wouldn’t what you took. three pieces of fruit might not seem like much, but it was enough to keep the two of you alive. you decide your sibling would get two for they are still growing, and you could eat one to get you through another day of tough work.

well, that was your plan before you pass by a begging mother with her child wrapped up in a blanket. the sight of her causes you to stop, her hair color, skin color, they all remind you of your own mom, whom you miss dearly. you reach into the bag, giving her one of the fruits, and she thanks you profusely, bowing her head to the ground. “i’ll try to get you more, soon.” you say, smiling as the baby coos at you, trying to wrap their little hands around the fruit. you continue walking home, a little saddened that you were going to go without food again, but all that mattered to you was that your sibling and that new mother had something to eat. you hug the bag closer to your chest as some Militia pass by you, your pace quickening, wanting to get out of the city already. as you leave the city walls and onward toward your simple dwelling in the countryside, you run into your friends, childe and diluc, outside of the city walls. you bite your lip, trying to figure out a different way to go, but it was too late as they began heading your way, childe waving at you to grab your attention. you sigh, holding the bag closer to you. while you three were really good friends, they always teased and gave you a hard time for fun. but no matter, you thought to yourself as they approach you, just keep walking and keep the conversations short.

“hey! oh wow, you look awful.” childe comments on your oil-covered clothes and oil-smeared face.

“gee, thanks.” you mutter, trying not to snap at him for any argument would cost you precious time. you were worried someone might’ve seen you stealing the fruit or the fruit seller would notice the count of his produce isn’t correct, and the Militia would soon be searching for a thief.

“you should quit your job there already. it pays terrible and works you to the bone.” diluc says matter-of-factly. you shake your head no, but secretly you wish you could quit and try to find a better job, but he didn’t understand. neither of them did because they were born into rich families. no, you needed that job. any time spent looking for a better one would be days spent without pay, and that just wouldn’t work.

“so, what’s in the bag that you’re protecting oh so well?” childe inquires as he walks beside you with diluc following behind.

“nothing.” you mutter as you try to speed up, wanting to get home before anyone notices what you took.

before you realize it, childe grabs the bag from your grip, your fingernails desperately clawing at it to try to keep it from his grasp. “yoink! “mine now!” he said in a sing-songy, mocking tone.

“stop it!” you snap, “give my bag back right now!” you jump to grab it, but he holds it above your head, too high for you to reach.

“nah, don’t think so. i wanna know what you’re hiding. don’t you wanna know what’s going on, diluc?”

“i don’t care. leave me out of this.” the redhead said sternly.

“oh but she might have something...” he pauses, trying to think of something that you entice diluc as you continue jumping, trying to reach the bag, “illegal in here!”

“there’s nothing illegal in there...” you mutter in a hushed tone, trying not to cause too much of a commotion, “c’mon childe i’m not messing around! give me my bag back!” you jump once more, your fingertips brushing against the bottom of the bag before he tosses it to diluc. you groan, but at least diluc wouldn’t be interested in this childish game. “diluc, please give it to me.” you ask politely.

he looks at the bag, then you, “what do you have in here?”

“oh, come on! don’t believe childe!” you sigh, “there’s nothing important in there!”

“you’re clearly lying, if it wasn’t important than you wouldn’t be trying so hard to get it back... hm, did you steal something?” his eyes burn into you as childe walks behind him, peering at the closed bag.

“ooh did you?” childe asks, smiling at you.

you huff, annoyed that he guessed correctly. “it’s nothing of your concern! please, just give it back already!”

“i think she did! damn, when good girls go bad.” childe sneers.

much to your horror, diluc starts opening it. “what is it? antiques?”

“n-no!” you leap to take it from him, but childe is quicker, snatching it from diluc and running with it. you groan in anger before chasing after the chuckling young man. thankfully, you’re faster than him, and manage to catch up to him quickly, grabbing the back of his shirt and trying to stop him.

“here diluc! catch!” childe threw it to him. you try to intercept, jumping to grab it, but you collide with diluc and both of you fall to the ground along with the bag, the two pieces of fruit falling out and squashing against the ground.

“oh crap,” childe mutters, scratching the back of his head as he jogs over to check on the two of you. “you both alright?”

“i’m fine.” diluc muttered, sitting up and wiping himself off before checking on you.

you bring a hand under you, propping yourself up, coughing up dirt that you accidentally swallowed. diluc pat your back, helping you get any dirt out of your system. your eyes snap at the splattered fruit on the ground in front of you, your body beginning to shake as hot tears pour from your eyes and run down your cheeks. you hit the earth with a fist, “damnit you two! i... i needed that, we needed that...!”

“w-what’s wrong?” childe asks, stuttering from seeing you cry for the first time since he meant you, “it’s just some fruit, what’s the big deal?”

“i risked a lot trying to get that fruit... i risked my life and my sibling’s life trying to get something to eat for us and you just... just made them go hungry tonight.”

“what? all you have to eat is this fruit? what about your parents?” diluc questions, his tense gaze softening to match his tone.

“they... they haven’t returned... from their adventure...” you sob harder, and childe and diluc glance at each other, knowing the truth behind your words, the truth you were too afraid to admit to anyone, even yourself.

diluc starts to ask, “but you said-”

“i know!” you interrupt him, “i know i lied and said they’re back, i... i  was scared they’d take my sibling away from me if the Militia found out...”

diluc takes off his black fluffy coat and wraps it around you, bringing you in for a hug. “shh...” he whispered, frowning as he continues, “i’m sorry for what i did. i should’ve given the bag back to you, i was just worried you had gotten yourself into trouble, you know, on the wrong side of the law... i should have believed you. i hope you can forgive us.” you turn to cry into his shirt, the stress and worry that you’ve bottled up exploding into hard sobs that shook your whole body and wet his shirt.

childe crosses his arms, shrugging, “it’s just fruit, it isn’t anything-” before he can finish talking, diluc shoots him a stern glare that causes him to flinch. “i-i’m sorry, too, for what i did... i should’ve minded my own business. i just thought we were being funny and teasing you like usual, but... we were in the wrong. i’m sorry...” childe kneels beside you, wrapping his arms around you, too, both men hugging and holding you tightly. “you know, diluc and i have money, why didn’t you ask for our help?”

you cough, trying to hold back your sobs so you can speak, “i didn’t want to inconvenience either of you.” your voice was quiet and shaky.

“you could never inconvenience us. ever.” diluc pats your hair, the feeling welcome as it reminded you of how your mother used to calm you down.

“yeah, you know we’re always here for you. we’re your friends, we care for you... even though it might be hard to remember that when we do stupid shit like today... heh...” childe chuckles, and you couldn’t help but giggle too, sniffing as your sobs came to a stop.

“really stupid,” you say through a giggle and they both nod, apologizing once more.

“how about we go to the store and you pick out anything you need for you and your sibling, on us.” diluc suggests.

“... are... are you sure it isn’t too troublesome? i can’t pay you back for a while-”

“no need to pay us back!” childe said, rubbing your back softly. “we wanna help you two!”

diluc nods, “let’s go shopping right now together and you buy whatever you want.”

“oh, i’m gonna buy every candy in the store for your little sibling!” childe says excitedly, already heading toward the shop.

you try to stand, but a stinging sensation causes you to stumble, diluc grabbing and supporting you. “oh, your knees are cut up, here let me carry you there.” diluc mutters and after you nod in agreement before he picks you up bridal style, carrying you to the store as childe continues to ramble on about everything he’s going to purchase for the two of you.

your anger and tears subside as you rest your cheek against diluc’s chest, his shirt still wet from your tears. you could never stay mad at these two troublemakers, even when they took their teasing too far they tried everything in their power to rectify the problems they sometimes cause. they didn’t even need to do anything beyond just apologizing and you’d still forgive them for their mistakes today, the love between the three of you too grand to be ruptured by such a dumb mistake.

#genshin impact #diluc #childe #tartaglia #genshin impact writing #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin imagines #genshin oneshot #genshin impact oneshot #written #plotting and scheming

[butwhatifidothis]

I mean, on that same twitter post I mention we have BOTH sides (edelstans and edelcritics/whatever you wanna call em) calling eachother fascists for liking/disliking edelgard. Theres also the dude that posted cropped Edelgard r*pe porn in the comments so...I wouldn't exactly call either side better. At best, I'd say the Edelcritics that hate edelgard to THAT extent kinda went quiet while the edelstans that SUPER like edelgard got louder. You can find the shittier Edelgard haters (I say hater because they legit hate her ass and say legitimately sexist shit in regards to her) if you looked for it or stumbled upon it.

Also, I feel like you're taking it way to seriously by going "Yeah but one side has people who HATE Rhea and Dimitri so they are the worse ones since they want to put down people with mental illness!" When Rhea and Dimitri AREN'T people, they're lines on a screen. They don't even have any stated specific mental illness and rhea's mental illness is just going as berserk as every other dragon in the series except the thing that's caused her to go berserk is Byleth's betrayal (or just it's just a thing that happens in the normal church route for x reasons because whats a fire emblem game without a berserk dragon? And while we're at it, lets make the fact she went berserk turn some members of the church into dragonish monsters through dragon blood because why not!)

And Dimitri's is further bogged down by the fact that during the church route he ends up becoming a voice in *byleth's* head and is a ghost??? Or something? (It's been two years and I still don't know what that was all about)

I'm not even going to TRY and wrap my head around the implications that IS were going for his FEH story where he talks to the literal goddess of the dead and another undead character who talks about the people hes sees. Are they trying to say that Dimitri is ACTUALLY haunted???

Then we have Edelgard who was tortured at a young age and had her siblings die presumanly yet her only real issue (outside of lacking a brain and being paranoid) is that shes uwu scared of wats!!! Owo isn't that qwuirky! Shes got twauma and twust isswues!

God. You can REALLY tell they had trouble with consistently writing the routes AND making it so the characters make any sense on other routes.

The people who did that shit are horrible - that's not to say that they are as prevalent of a fandom problem as the other, however, which is much of the point I was getting at.

Yes, both sides have done some terrible shit. Not gonna deny that. Also, again, not about to sit here and say that both sides are equally committing these sort of shitty things as each other. Just because you can find this shit on "the other side" doesn't automatically mean that both sides are actually just as bad as the other. You point to one post as proof that both sides are equally as bad as the other - I can assure you, the stuff that I and others talk about when we say "Edelstans have knee-capped the fandom" is far, far more widespread than that.

And "one side has people who HATE Rhea and Dimitri so that are the worse ones since they want to put down people with mental illness" look. When people come in, look at mentally ill characters, and say independent of anything else "yeah, they should be put down cuz they're too dangerous specifically because of their mental illness" and they mean that with 100% sincerity, am I not supposed to get, y'know, a little creeped out by that?

Like, for another example, there's a difference between someone saying "Yeah I don't care about Byleth x Student ships because in the end I like their dynamic and they're not real" and someone saying "Well teachers dating their students isn't that bad of an issue anyway so who cares." One is acknowledging that this is fiction and that doesn't necessarily reflect on one's real life opinions and enjoying it as fiction, and the other... is the real life opinion, being applied to the fiction to justify it.

Also, "rhea's mental illness is just going berserk as every other dragon in the series except the thing that's caused her to go berserk is Byleth's betrayal" um and also the fact that the Nabatean genocide is being recreated. She and her family are being chased out of their homes by someone aiming to kill them with the mutilated remains of her mother - that's Zanado. That's what Nemesis did to the Nabateans. That's what Byleth and EdeIgard are doing to Rhea, Seteth, and Flayn on CF. "the thing that caused her to go berserk is" the recreation of the eradication of her race, forcing her to relive it.

Also, I'll give you that saying we need to "put dimitri down" is shitty, I can't say rhea is in the same camp. In two routes she goes berserk but for two different reasons, and in golden deer and blue lions the only 'mental illness' she has is being stuck in the "denial" stage of grief for a million billion years but otherwise shes just hunky dory by the time the game ends (except in golden deer because she tanked some missiles.)

“she goes berserk for two different reasons” yes and one of them is the recreation of the genocide of her people, banishment from her home of Garreg Mach, and the killing/exilement of the last remaining family near her pushing her past the brink and breaking her mind. Y’know. What happens in CF. We can speculate what irl equivalent best fits her, but to sit here and say “yeah no Rhea was pretty much completely fine throughout the game” is not only ignoring the game, but how the fandom itself treats Rhea as a whole, which is saying that she along with Dimitri should be “put down” because they’re too mentally unsound to be safe around others.

I hope I don’t come off as too rude or anything, but yeah

Edit: Very recently (so not something nonnie could have known about so nothin’ against them but yeah), there was someone unironically saying that Edelgard’s war was a good thing because in real life violence must be used to enact change and believing otherwise is idealistic, using real life examples to showcase this point, which further shows off what I mean by some questionable things being said by Edelstans

#ask #anon #exqueuese me princess #not gonna touch the FEH stuff because I love my F!Dimitri but oooo was he mishandled so I agree with you there lol #the SS scene is something that still also confuses me and Edelgard's phobias are used just for player pandering instead of character depth #so yes 3H and FE as a whole doesn't exactly handle this stuff with the UTMOST grace #(though some characters are pretty good in their own right especially in the base game) #but I ultimately don't see the point in bringing that up since that doesn't really have anything to do with the fandom's behavior? #because that doesn't change or affect the fact that Edelstans are MOSTLY the ones engaging in this behavior and spouting these beliefs

[wlw-lovestruck-fiction]

Would like, Ruelle x MC x Piama, like, would they have another kid? Or would they stay with the 3 kids? Or can we get some fluff of when they were pregnant owo

Please thanks, love your hard worked. Keep it going!!!

Ruelle found herself feeling more nervous than she ever had as she swiftly moved through the shadows of the palace. Even though she had been through this two times before (technically three, but the twins had been born so close together, that Ruelle had sworn Willowyn had practically pushed poor Esther out) but this time was a little different. In all the years that they had been together, it had only ever been discussed that another child would be brought into the family - a child with the blood of autumn and spring blended together, a child that would make the family complete. It was something that Ruelle had almost put aside as a distant desire. One she would be left to think about on days when the halls of Altadellys were far too quiet. When the queen was busy with her duties, and the children who were growing up so very fast before her eyes, were nowhere to be found. It was on one of these days, that Ruelle had found herself sitting quietly with Piama. A soft smile to her face as she watched the Spring consort read through one of her favorite books, sipping on a cup of tea with a fresh fruit tart next to her. She remembered the look of surprise on dear Piama’s face when she brought it up. How tenderly she had looked at her, with so much love and excitement brimming behind the most beautiful storm blue eyes Ruelle had ever seen. She had half expected Piama to say no, unsure as to how she would feel about being the one to carry the child - knowing had never been physically built to do so herself. 

“How is she??” Ruella asked, slightly out of breath - a few rogue emerald tendrils matted to her face as her eyes fell upon her family.

The queen smiled warmly at her. “She is doing just fine, Ruelle. You can breathe.”

And Ruelle did just that, completely unaware of the deep breath she had been holding in probably since Xenia had told her the news. 

“And the baby?”

“From what we have been told, the baby is perfectly healthy.” 

“You mean.. you have not been in to see?” Ruelle asked, looking slightly surprised.

“Willowyn and I tried to sneak a peek in, but Mother insisted you got to see them first!” Asther replied with a slight pout, looking remarkably like their twin. 

“Heh.. I see.” 

There would be no point in stopping the fierce blush that was spilling its way across the Autumn consort’s cheeks, so she didn’t even try. She was always so disarmed by the absolute endearing ways of her dearest Piama. Llewellyn smiled at her again, each of her arms wrapped around the twins with Lylia at her side. They all looked so happy - so eager to meet the newest member of their family, that Ruelle could only take the deepest breath of her life before turning to enter the room. With one last smile from her queen, she slipped quietly inside. 

“Mmh.. is that you, Ruelle?” 

The groggy undertones of Piama’s voice had told her that the consort had most likely dozed off while waiting for her. The soft lighting casting intricate shadows across the four corners of the small room. The only sounds to be heard was a pair of breaths, almost perfectly matched in rhythm. 

“Yes. I got here as quick as I could, I was-”

Piama waved her hand in soft dismissal, a sleepy smile to her face as she slowly lifted herself up. 

“It is of no concern, Ruelle. I know you would never leave me waiting any longer than you absolutely had to.”

Ruelle blushed slightly again, slowly moving closer to the bed. A small bundle nestled ever so safely in dear Piama’s arms - the soft hues of the blanket beautiful against the warm tones of her skin. She placed a hand to Piama’s cheek, cupping it slightly, causing the Spring consort to blush in turn as she placed her own hand around Ruelle’s wrist - placing a small kiss to the inside of it. 

“Ruelle.. I would like for you to meet the newest member of the family, and first Prince of Lysende in many, many spans.”

“A… heh.. finally, a little boy to help balance us out.” She smirked, placing a soft kiss to Piama’s cheek. 

“Yes, and maybe a sibling for Asther who might not care much about getting dirty while trying to play.” Piama laughed. 

Ruelle smiled warmly, leaning over the bed to get a better look. The child was sleeping peacefully, but there was no denying the wild poof of hair that adorned his small head - deeper than the deepest of greens with just a wisp of moonlit white at the ends - a perfect mix of them both. His skin was warm like Piama’s, but she could tell by how long his little body was stretched out, that he would likely hold a build closer to her own. She brought her hand down gently, tracing the tip of her thumb lightly over the small child’s cheek. Deep storm blue eyes slowly opening as she did. 

“He has your eyes.” Ruelle smiled, knowing how badly Piama had always wanted one her children to have them.

“Yes, and it is about time.” Piama laughed.

“He is absolutely beautiful, Piama.” 

“Mmh… just like you.”

“Says the woman who just gave birth and looks like a rotting goddess.” Ruelle smirked in turn. 

“Language, Ruelle! I do not wish that our son’s first words be profanity born of the Autumn quarter.” 

Ruelle only laughed at the sight of Piama’s narrowed eyes, placing a quick kiss to her lips.

“Noted, princess.”

Piama rolled her eyes slightly before smiling. “Anyways.. Ruelle.. I know we have discussed the topic of names before, but I just wanted to make sure you are still sure with the choice we had made.”

Ruelle only nodded, unexpectedly overcome with a strong feeling of warmth. 

“Perfect.” Piama replied with a soft smile. “How about we invite the rest of this family in to meet him, then, yes?” 

“Yes, before Asther and Willowyn break down the door.” Ruelle chuckled. 

With Ruelle’s help, Piama lifted herself up a bit more on the bed, holding her sweet son close to her body as Ruelle opened the door. An immediate surge of energy enveloping the pair as the rest of their family excitedly bounded in, each with a look of awe upon their faces. 

“Hey, look Willowyn! The baby is even cuter than you!”  Asther laughed, sticking their tongue out at their twin.

“And what does that say of you, Asther!? We are twins!” Willowyn exclaimed back, looking proud of her retort.

“Pft.. still..”

Ruelle chuckled, bringing her hand down to muss Asther’s hair - smiling as they all moved in to see their newest sibling clearer. A feeling of warmth so vast that it spilled beautifully over all of them. Ruelle was sure that if such a thing were possible, her heart would have burst from the overflowing amount of love that it was holding. 

She cleared her throat proudly, getting everyone’s attention before speaking.

“Everyone.. I would like for you to meet the newest member of Lysende. Prince Valerian of the Spring.” 

#answered #anonymous #lovestruck #women of lovestruck #ruelle of autumn #piama of the spring #reigning passions mc #ruelle x mc x piama #piama x mc x ruelle #lylia of the spring #asther of the spring #willowyn of the spring #baby valerian #poly family #oh so fluffy #fluff #fluffy #reigning passions #touching thursday

[the-ghost-king]

Nico + Reyna headcanons for @hey-lets-be-fandom-friendss because she asked so nicely, although this kind of turned into Nico, Reyna, and Hazel sibling headcanons so I hope you don't mind:

People who don't know them always think they're dating because heteronormativity and people see who they precieve to be a boy and a girl together and they don't like siblings so they're like "ah yes relationship"

Nico and Reyna are both fairly good at laughing it off, and sometimes they'll semi-jokingly mock people who think that by kissing eachothers hands or something

Nico is basically like Reyna's little brother though so it's all just for funsies between the two of them... they just think picking on heteronormativity is fun and tbh they should have some fun

Reyna and him are really good sparring buddies, since they're about the same size and have similar levels of weaponry training and athleticism.. They just have a "no powers rule" and that makes them evenly matched (Percy, Nico, Thalia, and Jason practice their powers together)

Reyna ends up enventually "adopting" Hazel as well, she gets two little siblings.. Having siblings is a new experience for Hazel but for Nico it feels homey...

Jason being like a brother figure to Nico is new for all of them since nobody in the group has ever had a brother before, Hazel and Nico both view Jason as friend/brother but Reyna just sees him as a close friend

Reyna is always telling Nico stories about living on her pirate ship, he obviously loves the stories literally so much, it reminds him of reading books about pirates as a kid

Sometimes Reyna will say something like "we always used to do x but I don't know why" and Nico will tell her the historical signifigance of the thing and the reason it was done on pirate ships

Nico, Hazel, and Reyna all sit around and do one anothers hair while watching movies/playing video games... Nico grows his hair out, and Hazel always wants new styles, and it's just easier if someon does Reyna's braid for her, so they have hairtime at least once a week as like an affectionate sort of thing

Video game competitions are literally the most hardcore thing between the three of them , they are all sure they're going to win and will do so by any means possible.

Reyna isn't super artistic like Hazel and Nico so she's always so amazed by the things they're able to create and make and she's just like OwO because they make such wonderful and beautiful things

Nico gets a little bit into anime because of Will and Mitchell (Will introduces him to general anime, and Mitchell introduces him to BL)... Anyhow Nico gets Reyna involved in Anime as well, she likes Death Note and maybe like Food Wars or something (I don't know that many anime/manga)

They watch "shigatsu kimi no uso" with Hazel and they all watch Sword Art Online together too

Hazel finds kpop because of Anime and she's a stan on twitter now

Anyhow because it was like a modern culture thing for the two of them and Reyna participated they start like a "Saturday night tv binge" tradition thing, and sometimes it's an anime and other times they watch normal tv or culturally relevant movies...

Reyna explains Netflix and Hulu and stuff to Nico and one day she comes back from Camp Jupiter and he's handing her a fire stick when she walks in his cabin and he's like "I have no clue how it works, but look what I bought!" and he's so excited and proud of himself

Reyna is always the one to open the curtains and stuff in Nico's cabin because he likes the dark too much and Hazel just doesn't notice and forgets to

Reyna and Nico are always singing along to the radio and stuff together, Nico has a good voice, and Reyna's is above average so they sound really good together.. Nico's more of a tenor and Reyna is an alto so they do some cool stuff with that!

Hazel can sing fairly well too, she doesn't really have a special voice but if she's singing people don't ask her to be quiet so she does alright, she just doesn't care to sing all that much, she prefers other art

She does however start learning Korean with Nico and she learns all the coreography for her favorite groups and she's a really good dancer

Nico does it with her and Reyna just shake her head at them and laughs while she does work for CJ

Anyhow, I'm out of ideas for now but I do hope you enjoy!!

#nico di angelo #reyna ramirez arellano #reyna ramirez avila arellano #hazel levesque #pjo #hoo #nico and Reyna

[lostonehero]

Owo boop ending the Roark stuff

May do a text fic part

Cyrus had a hard time finally getting the binder to fit right without making him feel awful but he finally figured something out. "Now uh what about my eyes, where do I find contacts like yours."

Roark hums it was getting late and he should head back soon. He already put his binder and shoes back on and his hard hat to hide his antenna. "Well they are customer made. I know a fellow here who can help once they know the situation they will let you into their shop, her family has been helping half pokemon for generations."

Cyrus nods and looks down at his hands. "I'm going to need gloves."

"And a bone saw." Volo interrupts, also informing everyone that dinner was indeed ready.

"A bone saw, why on earth would I need that?"

"Your horns Cyrus, it's not uncommon for half pokemon to trim or cut their horns, it helps hide them from poachers, and I evennonow some who love to carve them into figurines." Roark hums getting up. "But I really should get going. I've probably already sent my gym into a frenzy after being gone this long."

Volo gently but firmly grabs the shorter redhead's hand. "I made enough food for everyone you will stay and eat." He didn't leave room for an argument.

Roark is intimidated and not really a fighter. "O-ok I'll stay for dinner." This Cynthia look alike was really scary.

Cyrus frowns he truly forgot about his horns, he would need to cut them. He took a breath. This was not his area of expertise but he wanted to learn. "Do you mind coming back again, I would like to continue this discussion."

Roark shrugs. "Sure I don't mind helping out, but I guess the next important lesson would be poachers, but I would rather not discuss that over dinner. It's really gruesome." He scratches his chin. "Maybe I could ask the others to come by and help you out as well, I do have a gym to run." He mutters to himself thinking out loud.

"I would greatly appreciate that thank you." Cyrus sits awkwardly at the makeshift dinner table. "This will be taking some time to get used to." He frowns. "Am I the only one like this?"

"Half pokemon no, but turned into one by a legend maybe? I really don't know why my brother was complaining about his friend who has disappeared for the past two months and that his friends have been avoiding him at all cost. Dunno what's going on but it's making him annoyed." Roark hums and thanks Volo for his meal. "Then again my sister has been acting odd avoiding questions about her husband, but that doesn't really surprise me."

Emmet hums. "He has been telling me as well, I am curious to what's going on but he seems to be in the dark like the rest of us."

"Who is your brother?" Cyrus asks absent-mindedly, wanting a name to this mysterious person Roark keeps referring to.

"Oh right sorry that was rude of me, my brother is Maxie, I kind of just assume everyone knows who my siblings are, we do look alike. Yeah he's worried about Archie, Shelly and Matt have been keeping tight-lipped on what's going on with him, but I did hear rumors that the blue orb just shattered by itself with no known cause."

Cyrus chokes on his food mid chew and swallows after a cough. "You mean the man who nearly set the world on fire and the man who almost flooded the world."

"You know that probably would have been important to share in the beginning." He hums, finishing his bowl of food. "They were acquitted of their crimes and just run a combined organization to help the planet now. I think their team is called Team Terra."

"Ah I see, well I hope your brother finds out what is going on. " Cyrus hums he did have a lot he had to mull over from today.

Roark puts his bowl and plate into the dirty dishes and grabs his bag. "Well thank you for the meal and uh." He quickly writes his number down and a seperate number for a group chat. "That's my number if you need to contact me and the second is a group chat discord like space for half pokemon that have phones."

Cyrus nods and takes it, he did leave his phone in his bedroom, but when he returns this will work well. "Thank you Roark, for everything you've taught me."

Roark smiles and nods. "Of course uh I'll be back when you need I just got to go back now." He waves and leaves whistling an odd tune.

#half zoroark au #pokemon #volo legends arceus #magma leader maxie #half flygon au #pokemon volo #subway boss emmet #team galactic cyrus #galactic boss cyrus #cyrus #gym leader roark

[coffee-or-hot-cocoa]

he wasn’t the Victor after all

the angst potential is high, inspired by guilt eater of @themonotonysyndrome and second wife au of @tri3tri, lol imagine this ( i was inspired by who made me a princess), it actually nearly made my cold dead heart cry a bit. Be ready for tears ^_^

When he was born, the name Victor was chosen for him the first prince, heir to the kingdom of the valley of thorns. He thought of everything to please everyone, hoping with this he can gain father's favor and eventually love, he was wrong.

He grew arrogant and thought he was above his older half-sisters, and how could he not? with the support of both father and the court, he counted the days where he will be crowned king and hoping with that father would acknowledge him and be proud of him, he'll finally hear him say he loves both mother and him, not his first wife and the princesses.

Oh how the mighty have fallen.

Now Victor shivered from the heaviness in the atmosphere, tense and full of anger and it was aimed at mother and him, to think he and his mother were just having afternoon tea, lamenting the recent events to their lives from the first queen and the princess’ return, the discovery of a new prince and subsequently his mother’s divorce, as well as being revoked to the right of the throne, he and his mother being banished from the main wing to somewhere near the servant’s quarters.

All his hopes and dreams of his father loving him, destroyed. Because he was never the child he wanted even he knew that, but all he desired was a father's love. A near virtual stranger getting all the fatherly affection he coveted so dearly, the smiles, the gifts, all of his time and the hugs, he envied Lucien.

The moment he entered the castle, father completely forgotten he existed, choosing to lavish Lucien and his sisters, something he wished he has, father's affection. Then the whispers of the court started, how he wouldn't be the heir, being replaced, the hushed whispers of banishment and more.

He saw more than enough times in his life that his mother cries herself to sleep, on some nights he can even hear her sob to herself that even if his father, her beloved first love and husband doesn't love her and she'll always be in the shadow of another woman, his so-called true love. It would be enough if he loved Victor. " would you love me more if I was more like Lucien? would you love mother more if she was more like the first queen? would you even love me as I am myself? father why won't you love me? would you look at me with the same affectionate gave, the one full of love, just like you give to my half-siblings? what do I need to do? what would it take just for you to look my way and see I'm just as worthy as my half-siblings are? am I not your son as well?"

The jeers, humiliation, taunts and mocking of the court, being called a fake prince despite his protests, only his mother and a few of the servants stood by him. He felt bitter, why can't his father love them, so caught up in his lament he didn't notice when they were suddenly being manhandled and arrested by the guards, being accused of a crime they didn’t commit. As they were bound by the heavy chains, some of the servants just stared, others whispered and gossiped. Victor didn't hear much only catching the words of "....poisoned....poor queen......jealous.....tragedy".

After being dragged straight to throne room with an audience watching their every move, the king of the valley of thorns spoke to them with a sneer “ I stand before all of you today to deliver justice by these perpetrators. For the crime of poisoning and nearly killing the first queen and first prince Lucien. As such, the punishment would be execution, a week from today they will be killed." Victor's eyes widened, he hadn't imagined in all of his life this would happen to him.

" would you love me more if I was more like Lucien? would you love mother more if she was more like the first queen? would you even love me as I am myself? father why won't you love me? would you look at me with the same affectionate gave, the one full of love, just like you give to my half-siblings? what do I need to do? what would it take just for you to look my way and see I'm just as worthy as my half-siblings are? am I not your son as well?"

Victor knows he and his mother are innocent, no matter how loud his protests are, no matter how much he begged that both of them didn't do it, to stop when they were both beating him and his mother, no one listened.

He did this until his voice went raw, Victor then saw his mother at the adjacent cell, he saw how much she cried to herself, her pleading of giving Victor a fair trial, to spare her beloved son, on how she would rather be executed than see her child die. She doesn't get her wish. " would you love me more if I was more like Lucien? would you love mother more if she was more like the first queen? would you even love me as I am myself? father why won't you love me? would you look at me with the same affectionate gave, the one full of love, just like you give to my half-siblings? what do I need to do? what would it take just for you to look my way and see I'm just as worthy as my half-siblings are? am I not your son as well?"

As word spread, king Malleus decided to make their execution public, both as a warning and a celebration, as both the first queen and prince Lucien's recovery was announced to both him and the entire kingdoms. He saw that him and his mother along with their servants all bruised, bloodied and broken at the foot of the guillotine, he was shoved to position at the lunette of the guillotine.

Victor cried out to his father once he saw him, on how this was a mistake, on how they were innocent and that he should spare them. He asked one last thing" would you love me more if I was more like Lucien? would you love mother more if she was more like the first queen? would you even love me as I am myself? father why won't you love me? would you look at me with the same affectionate gave, the one full of love, just like you give to my half-siblings? what do I need to do? what would it take just for you to look my way and see I'm just as worthy as my half-siblings are? am I not your son as well?"

Malleus just gave him a bored, disinterested sort of look and that look turned to a cruel smirk, though his tone suggested he was vaguely amused by his question " I never thought of you as my son. You were just a means to an end, you and your insignificant whelp of a mother where never important to me, I never loved the two of you. But to have the audacity to think I ever had any semblance of affection for the two of you is laughable. I'm surprised you even lived this long." Victor looked at his father, for the first time he felt rage and hatred towards him, as he glared, for the first time he saw what his father truly was without rose tinted glasses, he wasn't a great, regal and just king, he was a heinous monster. All the pieces fell together on why the first queen tries to escape whenever she can with her children, his half-siblings and he now understood and sympathized on her fervent desperation to save her family.

Victor spewed curses at him and the rest of the court, he saw his half-sisters Renata and Sherrie, just stare at him unapologetically, as if his suffering was just a waste of their time, his rabid temperament only justified his father's decision to kill him in cold blood.

As he lay down his head, his eyes never straying away from his father-no king Malleus and the royal family, he can hear his mother's anguished voice, her enraged howls and demands of sparing him, and she taking his place. The last sight he can see and commit to memory as he can feel the blooming pain of the blade onto him was his mother crying for him. Her voice ringing in his ears as his decapitated head stared at the heavens above.

" would you love me more if I was more like Lucien? would you love mother more if she was more like the first queen? would you even love me as I am myself? father why won't you love me? would you look at me with the same affectionate gave, the one full of love, just like you give to my half-siblings? what do I need to do? what would it take just for you to look my way and see I'm just as worthy as my half-siblings are? am I not your son as well?"

lol that's all i can think of, hope you enjoy owo

#s/w au #twisted wonderland #malleus x reader #malleus draconia #malleus #mc/yuu #oneshot #first fic on tumblr

[hqxreader]

I-I taylor it just turned into a brain ramble pls accept my sachi x idol reader tots 😔🤲

Saichi going to a shoot for his bab on a day off n he was roped into bein an extra because come on look at him perfect face boi n then they make him do the kabedon or poses where theyre super close on the reader for the photoshoot then y/n is all flustered because its not an actor but her 11/10 boyfie doing it. (BOUNS POINTS HES IN A CRISPY SUIT OOO) Embarassed af and then Sachi is all happy like ‘this my puppy and only I can make her this embarassed hehe’ and the rest of the staff still teases her in the future about it like ‘come on put a ring on him, such a keeper owo’ and she keeps all the photos from the shoot into her phone like its a treasure we must keep and the fangirls start coming in like ‘who is this handsum handsum man? Is he also an idol owo’

Extra: His siblings see it and are kinda jelly like ‘were pro players but baby brother is more popular then us from 1 photoshoot? 👁👄👁’

P.s. Feel free to add anything u think of cause sachi thoughts are /chefs kiss/ immaculate 🥰

P.p.s. ILY STAY HYDRATED U AMAZING INCREDIBLE CUTIE PATOOTIE STRONG HUMAN BEING U CAN DO ANYTHING 😩💖

i’ll always accept them love 💕

this idea tho, i sat and thought about it for awhile cause damn.. Sachi in a suit?? who do i ask to draw that for all the sachi stans?

but anywho~ i did have to look up kabedon cause i didn’t know it was actually called that?? i knew it as the ‘goodbye personal space’ pose lol showing how intelligent i am

p.p.p.s ILY YOU STAY HYDRATED TOO OKAY?? YOU ARE AMAZING, GOT IT?? DON’T LET ANYONE TELL YA OTHERWISE!! OMG I LOVE THE CUTIE PATOOTIE  💕💕💕

okie dokie i hope you enjoy! 💕this got super long oh jeez

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Warnings: Sachi gets a bit dirty sorry folks, embarrassed reader, horrible writing, and Sachi in a suit and tie cause that’s totally a warning 

Word Count: 1.1k (holy shit damn) 

You were more than happy to learn that your PR team had gotten you an ad photo shoot with a popular clothing line/company/whatever. They wanted to advertise some of their more professional clothes, suits and dresses, yada yada. With a quick kiss goodbye to Sachirou, you made your way over to the photo shoot location.  

Arriving there, everyone was rushing around more than what you would consider normal. You heard various people saying, “I can’t believe he got sick, what are we supposed to do today? Should we reschedule?”

Going to your PR team you asked what was going on, confused. They explained to you that the extra who was supposed to model with you got sick, and they were trying to find a replacement. “Well, um,” you started, “Sachirou’s off today, do you think he could work as a replacement?” 

Your team knew who Sachirou was at this point, especially after his surprise backstage for you. They eagerly agreed, saying that would be amazing.

Walking to a more quiet corner of the studio, you gave your boyfriend a call. “Hey Sachi?” “What’s up Puppy?” “How would you like to be a model for a day?” 

And with that, Sachirou made his way over to the studio, excited for the shoot. 

When you introduced him to the photographer and she was very happy with him, even mumbling, “maybe even better than our sick idiot.” 

And with that, they sent you both to the changing area to get all dolled up and such for the shoot. 

You were dressed in a dark red sleeveless dress that rested just above your knees with black heels. plus your hair and jewelry was all nice and fancy i’m not getting into that sry.  

Leaving the changing room, you saw Sachirou wearing a black crisp(y) suit, a white dress shirt with his tie matching the color of your dress. His hair was slicked back unlike his usual wild hair. You couldn’t help but let your jaw drop, when the hell had your boyfriend become even more handsome?? 

“Like what you see, y/n?” Sachirou walked over to you, smirk on his face. You felt your face warm up at his comment. “’Cause I’m loving what I see.” Cheesiest ass line ever

Before you could respond with a comeback, the photographer called both of you over to discuss what you’d be doing for the shoot. “So y/n, I’d like you to stand with your back against the wall, Hirugami, I’m going to have you put your arm next to her head and lean over her, like a kabe-don pose, okay?” 

You simply nodded and Sachirou gave her a thumbs up. Taking your hand, he walked you over to the set where the were two walls set up, one for you to lean on and the other for the background. 

You leaned against the one wall, getting situated before Sachirou placed one hand next to your head and the other slid into the pocket of his black dress pants. 

Your cheeks warmed up to what felt like a blazing temperature from the close proximity of your faces. Sachirou’s face was only what felt like an inch or two away from yours. 

You both maintained eye contact. His lips turned into a smirk, a mischievous glint in his eyes along with something else. “Is my puppy being a good girl? A good little model?” he murmured in a husky voice, and only you could hear his words. sorry ima go now

Your eyes widened at his comment and your mouth formed a small o-shape. “Y-yes, I’m being a g-good model.” You couldn’t help but stutter over your words, embarrassment seeping through your body. 

The camera went off various times, the photographer capturing the moment between you two. “’Cause I have the best little puppy, don’t I? She’s very smart and beautiful, knows how to follow directions, yeah?”

All you could do was nod, your legs buckling a bit underneath you. Sachirou moved his free arm on your thigh, keeping you stable.  “Does my puppy need some support?” Gasping at the sudden change of position, you couldn’t help but cover your face with your hands. More shuttering sounds were heard as the photographer continued to take photos.  

“No, no, no, puppy. Let me see your beautiful face, don’t hide it from me.” You slowly moved your hands to rest on his broad shoulders, one hand messing with his tie. “There we go, there’s my beautiful puppy.”

More shuttering.

“Okay guys, I think that’s pretty good! Nice job to both of you!”

Sachirou pushed off the wall, taking a step back. He grinned, the former horny teasing attitude gone. “Nice job, love! I’m sure the people will love it!” 

You continued to stare at him in shock, how in the world did he go from whispering dirty words in your ear to this energetic man? “Y..yeah the people will love it, Sachi,” you said slowly.  

“Alright well, I’m gonna change and head back home, see ya in a bit?” You simply nodded with a small smile and watched him walk back to the changing rooms. 

Still leaning against the wall, the photographer chuckled at you. “You’re keeping him right? I sure do hope so, you don’t find guys like him very often.” Your smile grew and you wholehearted agreed, “He’s a keeper, no doubt about it.”

“When you gonna put a ring on his finger? Huh, y/n!” 

You glared at your manager for a moment before giggling, “soon,” you whispered. Finally moving away from the wall, you walked off to the changing room while they uploaded the pictures to the computer. 

Giving one final kiss goodbye to Sachi as he left, you walked back out to the studio to see everyone huddled around the computer. “Did they come out good?” you asked, walking over to everyone to see what the big hubbub was about. 

“Oh y/n, they came out amazing.” 

Peering over to see the screen, you were astonished by how well they came out. They looked like a natural kabedon between two people, not something fake that would’ve happened with the sick actor. “Can you, uh, send those to me? Please?” 

Everyone smirked at you and the photographer agreed to send them as soon as she could. 

A few days later, you received them all, and you put your favorite one as your home screen background. 

A month later, the best photo came out for the ad and your fans couldn’t stop buzzing about it. 

“Who is that? He’s really cute!” “Isn’t that her boyfriend?” “Is he an idol too? That’d be crazy!”

You never heard the end of it from Sachirou.

Extra:

A few days after the ad was released and everyone started going bonkers over Sachirou, said man got a phone call from his siblings. 

“How?! How are you more popular than us!? We’re pro-volleyball plays that have been in sports magazines!”

“Well big bro, I guess I just got the good genes.”

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed horny sachi 💕

Taglist: @yams046 @sunarincakes @kkoalaworld @sachirou-senpai @osamusriceballz @edvigelacivetta @tris-does-stuff @ylxxia @kageyuji @isentsworld @aaakaaashii @disneyloving-muggle @ahkaahshi @sachrious @pretty-setters

#hirugami sachirou #hirugami sachiro #hirugami sachirou x reader #hirugami #hirugami x reader #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #taylor attempts to write