#also forgive me for stealing everyone's characters for the AU

[hanafubukki]

Replaced? How Foolish.

Summary: There’s a new student at NRC...who’s trying to replace you? What a fool.

Characters: Twist Characters and Reader (Gender Neutral)

Notes: I was feeling stressed so I wanted to do some writing. I also wanted to give my own take on the whole Replaced AU that was popular in the Obey Me and Twst fandom a while back. Have fun 🌺🌻

Tag List: @justeclem44​ @coraldelusiondaze​n @h0n3ysgh0st​ @thatdazaikin​

·      There was a ruckus when another new student arrived at NRC.

·      Another student who was magicless.

·      You though felt bad for the student, being in a similar boat before.

·      But, it seems this new student had other thoughts.

·      Instead of taking the offered hand that was given in kindness.

·      The student was foolish to scratch the hand that reached out to them.

·      The NRC students saw how this new student tried to bring you down.

·      Missing Unbirthday parties.

·      Stealing your beauty products especially made for you.

·      Deleting game files that you and Idia spent so much time on.

·      Messing up recipes you cooked for the Scarabia Dorm.

·      And so much more.

·      This student was a fool.

·      Did they really think they stood a chance?

·      Did they think they could replace you?

·      What an imbecile.

·      As if anyone could even compare to Their Prefect.

·      But they couldn’t tell the Prefect, oh no.

·      Their Prefect was too nice, too forgiving at times even.

·      The students at NRC already knew too well how you could be.

·      Especially the Overblot students.

·      You had your own mischievous and stubborn side.

·      But they would not allow you to deal with this; this was something they would handle personally.

·      The students at NRC took it very personally when someone tried to harm one of their own.

·      When you asked where the new magicless student went, well, no one could answer.

·      When Headmaster Crowley was asked, he gave his usual laugh before stating that the student had to be transferred elsewhere since they seemed to be having trouble settling in at NRC.

·      As the Headmaster saw you out the door, you didn’t notice how his eyes glowed and the slight smirk on his lips.

·      You especially didn’t notice the satisfaction that gleamed in everyone’s eyes as everything settled back to the usual routine again.

·      As for what happened to the new student?

·      Well, I guess you can say it’s all in the past.

·      It’s just history.

Hope you had fun reading 🌺🌻💕

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst x you #twst x y/n #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst yuu #twst mc #twst reader insert #twst reader #twst prefect #twisted wonderland x mc #twst scenarios #english twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland headcanon #twst imagines #twst #x reader #gender neutral #gender neutral reader

[agentditto]

My Disney Animation Agent

James Pleiades "Jim" Hawkins, also known as the "Rogue Warrior of Montressor", is the only son of Sarah Hawkins, the proprietor of the Benbow Inn, and one of the first off-world members of the Autobot Resistance. Jim is a very adventurous, rebellious, and caring young lad. At first, Jim is stoic and guarded, but as time goes on, he begins to open up, and in the end, he becomes a much more open, confident and happier young man, bearing a side that is very brave, selfless, strong-willed, independent, and loyal to his allies. He is also friendly and willing to help strangers, especially if they are injured or lost, showing that he's kind and compassionate towards animals. He is also shown to be fun-loving, a jokester, sarcastic, mischievous, charismatic, and a bit of a dreamer. He is also usually honest, yet quite private, and hardly ever lies; he only lies if he feels that he really has to, but can also be very sweet, innocent and polite, and cares greatly for his allies and will protect and defend them from anything and anyone. Jim is also very forgiving, shown when he forgave Silver for his antagonistic actions, particularly when Silver chose to save Jim's life instead of Flint's treasure, also allowing Silver to sneak away in lieu of outing him, showing that Jim has completely forgiven Silver and accepted him as his friend and father-figure again. Ultimately, even with his few flaws and his bad-boy exterior, Jim has got a heart of gold and refuses to embrace the typical greedy and ruthless pirate life like his pirate enemies. He's also very intelligent for a lad of his age (as in so intelligent that he is very skilled in mechanical engineering, showing this when he was able to build his own solar surfer all by himself at age 8 and he was able to fix up the late Captain Flint's spaceship in just a few minutes, come age 15). He is also pragmatic and logical, more than people give him credit for. Despite his great intelligence and pragmatism, he can do very stupid and reckless things, but regardless of his reckless side, Jim can be very cautious and serious if the situation presented itself. He likes playing around with Morph, but he can get annoyed by the little floating pink blob of mischief sometimes, and the same can be said for B.E.N., who gets on Jim's nerves fairly often, especially when B.E.N. talks too much or touches Jim too much. Nevertheless, Jim does consider B.E.N. a good friend and a useful sidekick (also, Jim learned to accept B.E.N.'s hysterical and annoying habits somewhat and even enthusiastically hugs B.E.N. back when B.E.N. hugs him for saving everyone from Treasure Planet's destruction). Divergence: After Jim saved everyone, they landed on another world: Cybertron. Dr. Doppler mentioned that most of the Cybertronians died out after the Earth War of 2006, but Jim always wanted to see it. They make planetfall, but Jim and Silver realize that they crossed into another reality, upon being fired at by the Decepticons. It wasn't until an unlikely alliance of characters brought Jim and the others to Nova-Terria, an amalgamation of worlds, using Montressor's technology to operate as computers, phones, everything. The others make themselves at home, with Jim using a Solar Surfer he created out of junked-out parts and a Crystallic Fusion Power-Cell, which he realized was just a giant battery. He often runs into a spot of trouble with the Decepticons, so much so that Team Epsilon, with Pursuit in command, saves him, but Jim does take some Decepticon tech and repurposing it for the Autobots, because he knows now: the war's still going on...and he's just been drafted into it, to save ALL realities. (Note: This is my sort of AU, and I'd not like anyone stealing ideas from me.)

#disney animation #treasure planet #jim hawkins

[livelydiver]

OMFD fic recs

Hi all!  It's another fic rec posts! 

A non-exhaustive selection of favorites -- this fandom is so fucking talented it blows me away. Thank you to everyone out there writing/drawing/creating such an incredible wealth of gorgeous material, I want to shout about it all the time and if I have loved your work and failed to tell you, I hope you'll forgive me.

I've broken the following down by theme/category - all gentlebeard-centric, mostly E-rated long fics because that's how it is. 

Hell or High Water

There's one fic in this category and it's Hell or High Water (@mottlemoth, 250K+, WIP, E). I know you're already reading it but if you've somehow just emerged from a year-long coma and this is your first contact with the internet  since your miraculous recovery, then please let me introduce you to Hell or High Water. This fic is a world unto itself - unreal l how many lines from this beast I think about on a regular basis.  

AUs

⬥In Favor with Their Stars by @mxmollusca -- 27K+ (WIP), M

Spectacular sci-fi where Ed is an engineer on a spaceship and STE/DE is the ship's AI. Poignant and tender and laden with moments that will take your breath away.

⬥Done Deal by Skrifores -- 38K+ (WIP), E

Ed is a glassblower and Stede is an unhappily married "straight" man who starts coming to the hot shop to watch him work; their relationship in this one is so organic and perfectly written. Already can't wait for the re-read.

⬥Once Upon a Summer in San Francisco by samwise -- 150K+ (WIP), E

Like HOHW, you're probably already reading this one, but if not then you should be! Every word of hype is deserved; this fic is so joyful and healing and tender, with a perfectly-in-character ensemble crew and the sweetest friends-to-lovers slow burn I've ever read.

⬥different this time by @tedwelton -- 65K, E

Adorably awkward single-dad Stede hires heartwarmingly perfect nanny Ed to help with the kids, and it's as funny and sweet and satisfying as a great rom-com.

⬥i'll be your treasure by offsammich -- 48K, M

Metal dectorists AU! An unusual take on "Ed is the master of a world Stede has always dreamed of exploring," which is fuckin' metal detecting, that's right. Very fun and heartwarming.

⬥turn on the light by @smallestchurch -- 43.8K, E

New-bookstore-owner Stede and the hot guy who runs the bar next door. Digs into some of the thorniness of Stede's marriage/sexuality crisis, which leads to mounting UST and a searingly hot, planets-colliding payoff.

Canon Universe

⬥Haunt You Down by fluorescentgrey -- 13K, E

This fic breaks my heart but I just can't stop coming back to it - Ed goes to a molly house to try to get Stede out of his system. Guess who is also there, trying to process things? Achingly hot and angsty, with some excellent OCs to boot.

⬥Stealing Romance by Skrifores -- 13K, E

Delightfully funny and sweet fake-boyfriends trope and jealous misunderstandings when Stede's ex shows up and Ed helps Stede avoid him.

⬥Cabin Pressure by entanglednow -- 6K, E

Flaming hot "consequences of 'platonic' friends sleeping in the same bed" one-shot.

⬥Wayfaring by @justkeeptrekkin -- 35K, E 

Another deserved fandom classic, Ed and Stede marooned together on an island, a gorgeous slow unfolding of the beautiful life they build together.

⬥If You Were Mine to Keep by Pamplemousse (@mysterybees) -- 75K+ (WIP), E

Incredibly sweet, romantic forced marriage story where Ed is made to marry an aristocrat and Stede agrees to be the one to marry him. Instant chemistry and a powerful friendship that slowly blossoms into more. Pure loveliness.

Fun Sex

My all-time favorite genre: zany sexual chemistry and adventures in sex positivity. "Erotic friendship," maybe? Whatever you call it, it's the best. Started compiling recs for this section and realized I had multiple fics for every author, so I'm going to recommend authors instead!

❖afterism (@onlylostphysics) -- creator of the exquisite, paradigm-shifting "kissing is what lovers do" series, an S1 canon-parallel in which Ed and Stede become friends with benefits from day one. Pure perfection, every installment is hot and beautiful as a standalone or in series but I particularly love elegant and restrained (Ed orchestrates his own ravishment under the guise of teaching Stede how to handle a hostage), and all dressed up (fingering and playful orgasm denial and Ed being head over heels in love, just mind-meltingly hot and romantic).

❖alsaurus (@ofmd-alsaurus) -- another who can do no wrong in my book. Every fic is so sweet and sexy and uniquely hilarious; I'm particularly partial to Good Habits (Stede has an unusual way of getting off, Ed likes to watch) and There's No Accounting for Taste (Ed tries to set a sexy trap and things go off the rails). 

❖Jimsnose (alivamae) -- snappy and hot and always deliciously unpredictable, I love everything they've written but especially The Theater of Fear (Stede helps Ed cope with the guilt of nearly killing him through the healing magic of roleplay)(seriously though this fic is so delightful I just got pulled into another re-read) and Golden Teachers (Ed introduces Stede to magic mushrooms)(I am a sucker for low-stakes recreational drug use in fics and this one is exquisite, now with searingly-hot sequel Penis Envy).

❖heartroots (@bonesofyourheart) -- another master of the hot/funny/sweet/endearing/hot again genre blending, especially Aphrodisiac (Stede struggles with finishing too quickly and tries a magic potion to help him last longer) and If You're Too Shy, Then Let Me (Stede gets an "accidental" front-row seat to Ed's alone time).

House Specials

Finally, a few of my own fics I'm especially proud of - check them out if you like!

⬥Touching Your Goodness -- E, 14K

Ed and Stede are back together but not yet Back Together when two strangers come into the mix and make them both jealous - mutual pining and comedic misunderstandings with bonus POTC (Sparrow/Norrington) crossover.

⬥Skeleton Season -- 8K, E

Smut and fluff after Stede gets cursed by some famously haunted treasure. Just in time for the Halloween season!

⬥The Healing Kind -- 22K, E

Post-S1 reunion where Ed is depressed and self-destructive, and Izzy teams up with Lucius and Mary to get him back together with Stede: angst to hurt/comfort to fluff to smut.

⬥Such as They May Be -- 6K, E

A lighthearted "Stede catches up with the Revenge" fix-it where Ed can't help loving Stede's newfound confidence.

Happy reading!

🏴‍☠️❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤

#ofmd #ofmd fic #our flag means death #ofmd fanfic #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #krakhouse #ofmd fic rec #fic rec #favorites

[spoopy-arcade]

(Sorry in advance - this ask ended up being long. Swap AU my beloved <3)

Swap AU Cassie is SO BABY……. would love more of her and your beautiful human Roxy.

Although - and forgive me if I ramble a bit here - this takes place in a Ruin equivalent time yeah? Wouldn’t Cassie be more banged up? It’d be sad but she probably would be right? :[

It’s okay, I’m sure Roxy could fix her up. She probably does her own car maintenance ‘cause she’s a badass.

Ooh, now I’m also wondering what a base-game Swap would be like…

Lol, it should take place during the day and Freddy’s trying to smuggle Gregory out, and shenanigans ensue! (Possibly Gregory is due to be scrapped, so Freddy wants to keep the clearly sentient, slightly feral-acting child-like robot from that fate. He got emotionally attached <3)

Of course, if Roxy and Freddy are visiting there then there is prolly some attraction attracting lone adult patrons.. idk what that means for changes to the theme of the Megaplex.. But that’s not important right now!

Also, the main obstacle for Freddy would just generally be that he is trying to steal a child-sized robot in broad daylight while the place is possibly open/at least has workers there that he has to dodge. Good luck to the big guy.

Actually, the now-humans could be workers at the Plex. Like say instead of having tons of bots all over, they only had a few (like Cassie, Gregory, and possibly Vanny?) that were designed specifically to seem/be completely harmless, and more childlike. Cassie and Gregory could’ve been made to attend birthday parties (especially of lonely/upset kids), and Vanny could be a playful and friendly older figure who helps lost kids and cheers up anyone who’s feeling down. (I’d probably include Vanessa as a security program assigned to Vanny because. Security guard. Plus we’ve already seen that with Moon.)

In this case Gregory would probably still be messed up and act weird and get retired and shut down to be scrapped for parts, leading to Freddy finding him and rebooting him and then deciding to take him home once he figures out what’s up.

That kinda begs the question of what everyone’s jobs would be in the Plex, ‘cause how would Freddy find Gregory? And why would Cassie and Roxy be close in this version?

Well I have some answers to that!! ….I have no idea what Freddy’s job would be! He has. Very little by way of interesting character traits. Same with Monty. Why are the men so uninteresting in this game. Maybe Freddy’s a manager, since he was the leader of the band? Maybe he was taking inventory when he found Gregory? Idk!

Chica is definitely easier to pick for because she actually has distinct traits, and gets the obvious choice of working in the kitchen/bakery. (On that note, this kind of feels like a lower tech AU with less automated jobs, so managerial work/cooking/other tasks that are automated in SB I’ll give to people lol)

Would it be a dick move to make Monty a janitor? Lmao I swear I don’t hate him but idk what to give him at this point. Night guard? He could be a night guard.

….do I need to assign Bonnie a job? Wouldn’t he technically be dead? (He’s associated with the wet floor bots right? He could be a janitor.)

Who I REALLY have ideas for is everybody’s favorite, Roxy!! Saved her for last cause I knew I’d go on about her. She would totally be the maintenance gal for the race track - keeping the karts in working order, making sure the track is safe to drive on, etc. I imagine she could also do general maintenance, but her main area she works in is the racetrack.

As for how she and Cassie met. Well. Roxy is shown to be a very insecure person in the games. So what if the people she knew were busy and forgot/missed her birthday? And a little bunny, built for accompanying lonely and upset folks on their birthday, sees how upset she is, and overhears Roxy talking to herself and mention her birthday?

Well, I’m just saying, that little bun might just go hunt down a spare small cake from the bakery to put some candles in, and saunter her way into the nearly empty room to place it right in front of her new friend, smile, and say “Happy birthday, Roxy!”

The thems <3 I hope any of this makes sense I am just Thinking About Them…..

OMG THESE ARE SUCH GOOD IDEAS ANON. BIG BRAINED !!! I love the job choices for the gang (Monty being a janitor/nightguard is so funny 😭) and Vanny being along with animatronic Cassie and Gregory is rlly good, it's something I definitely I thought of! (She would be a rabbit ofc)

And that last part IS SO CUUTE !! I need to draw young Roxy with Cassie.....

And to answer your first question: Yes, it takes place in ruin and she would be banged up. But!! I decided not to draw her ruined version because I wanted to show off her design, if that makes sense?? :0 when I do expand on this au, I'll change it in the future which will be PAINFUL :(

Ty for sharing these with me, anon!!

#asks #anon #swap au

[yandere-daze]

Hello! I've been binge reading your blog for a few days now djfkwodj I love your writing so much. Especially the self-aware au. I love reading about it, and the other anons are so creative??? Thank you all for providing food 🙏 I wanna share an idea I have of that au too.

It's established that all the idols + Anzu are obsessed with the player (and god, imagining 40+ characters following you around 24/7 is a nightmare. My introverted self would feel drained on the first day) but what if the player is the 'stick-to-one' type? Like they choose just one character to fawn over and the rest just get cast aside. While the player appreciates them, their oshi takes top priority.

(Using Rei as an example for this. I started playing enstars because of him lmao). Imagine Rei just gets all the privileges, attention and love. The player pulls for all of his cards, grinds events for his event cards, puts him in the home screen and sets him as a leader for every song. The favoritism is so obvious it just hurts, and probably pisses off most , if not all of the characters. Heck, they even hear the player gush about Rei in the real world.

Oh and something that really hurts, is that one of the other characters' 5* comes home: they're so happy to be with the player, but they only get to see their disappointed face because they're not the favorite.

I imagine that the other characters would do everything they can to ruin Rei's time with the player. Maybe they'll force themselves into the home screen in the hopes you'll give them attention. Or mysteriously appear in the office even though the player knows that they only put Rei in there.

While the chaos is happening inside the game, the player's just confused with all the glitches and hopes that it'll get fixed the next update.

Ahem. I'm done with my rant now. I'm sorry for rambling in your ask, but the self aware au just floods my brain with ideas. Hope you have a good day!

Awww, thank you so much! Getting these kinds of sweet compliments always makes me really happy☺️ And oh yes, I absolutely agree with you there! The anons here are super creative, coming up with all of these cool ideas for the AU. I love reading them!

Yeaaahhh I gotta agree with you there, I´m also pretty introverted myself so I would have a pretty bad time with all of them chasing me around and wanting to spend time with me. It would be so overwhelming, like please, I need time alone!!😭

gn reader

tw yandere, possessiveness, obsession

When the player sticks to only one character and shows obvious favoritism when playing the game ( Rei)

Ooh, this would be a nightmare for all the other characters! I´ve discussed a similar scenario with Anzu before but let me talk a little more about it!

So let´s start this off by saying that there´s one person that would be *very* upset if you preferred Rei over everyone else. I don´t think I even need to say it but Ritsu would not like this at all. His brother completely abandoned him in his time of need and now he´s also taking away his beloved player? Hasn´t he tormented him enough, does he really need to steal away his last piece of happiness? Ritsu doesn´t understand what you see in his brother and he´s very mopey about this. He´s even lazier than usual at practice, it´s like the last bit of his motivation has fizzled out now. He will never forgive Rei for this but that doesn´t mean he´ll give up on you. He´ll find a way to make you see that he is the superior brother!

Rei himself is obviously really happy about being your favorite ( good choice btw, he was also the starter card I chose when I started on my jp account! I heard that he was a vampire and has a coffin with wheels underneath them and was sold ksjlfsd). It means that all of his efforts were worth it in the end, if you recognized him and deemed him worthy of your affections.

Oh, he can´t help but feel a little bit smug when everyone else starts to realize how you favor him. You´re always pulling for his cards in the gacha and passing on everyone else, you try your hardest to score as many points as possible in his events to maybe even get several copies of his card, you´ve unlocked all of his outfits and SPPs, his fans are maxed out and he´s the only idol that gets the privilege of staying in your office, even though more spaces would be available.

It´s so so frustrating and they feel almost helpless with it too, because what are they supposed to do when it seems like you´ve already made up your mind? You´re not pulling on their banners and only doing the bare minimum for their events, deciding to instead save up in case Rei gets another card.

At this point, some of them are desperate enough to ask Rei for help. Kaoru is on his knees, begging to let him be the 4-star on one of his banners to give him the chance to come home to you, even if it hurts when you show basically no reaction to getting him. The spots on banners Rei features in are very competitive because a lot of the idols see it as one of their only chances to get to you. Yes, they could try to break through and give you their off-banner 5-star but they seriously can´t handle the clear disappointment on your face when they show up instead of Rei.

Some others will indeed try to ruin the time Rei has with you, using the stories to smack-talk him in front of you with the goal of changing your mind once you see more of his bad qualities or invading your home screen and your office. You swear you didn´t put them there but maybe you accidentally tapped on them when you were changing Rei´s outfit? Who knows. Maybe it´s also just a bug that needs fixing.

One thing is sure though, Rei is very hated within the game now as everyone is jealous of him, wanting to be the one to get all of your attention instead.

#ensemble stars #enstars #rei sakuma x reader #yandere rei sakuma x reader #yandere enstars x reader #yandere ensemble stars #yandere self aware au #ensemble stars self aware au #yandere self aware ensemble stars au #yandere ensemble stars x reader #ritsu sakuma x reader #yandere ritsu sakuma x reader #gn reader #yandere #cw yandere #cw obsession #cw possessiveness #yandere x reader #ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #undead #knights

[freetrashpirate]

ᗷՏᗪ ᑕᕼᗩᖇᗩᑕTᗴᖇՏ ᗩՏ ՏTᑌᗪᗴᑎTՏ Oᖴ Tᕼᗴ ՏᑕᕼOOᒪ ᖴOᖇ ᘜOOᗪ ᗩᑎᗪ ᗴᐯIᒪ(au)

Tbh, i really love these books, and i suggest you to read them if you didn't do it.

So let's start.

First of all, I don't own any of these characters. I also don't own the universe of School for Good and Evil. Likewise, there can be innaccuracies and OOC. Honestly, I had written it three years ago and it was one of my first works, that's why forgive me for my mistakes.

𝘿𝙖𝙯𝙖𝙞 𝙊𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙪

He's the heir of Camelot, a descendant of King Arthur;

The most intelligent and gifted student of school for Good;

After graduating from school, he'll be crowned and will already begin to rule the kingdom;

Even some students of school for Evil are in love with him;

Likes to walk around the neighbourhood of his school in the evenings;

Became the winner during the Trial by Tale;

He has already found his princess;

Is going to invite you to Snow Ball and steal your firts kiss;

So think about it carefully now, because you won't have much time to think about it in Circus of Talents.

𝙉𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙟𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝘼𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞

He's also Ever;

He's your close friend, always ready to help you if you need it;

Kyoka doesn't like you;

Very shy and can not talk properly with girls, constantly blushes and shutters;

He's not the smartest student, but likes to spend time reading books in the library;

Doesn't know who to invite to the ball, so he asks you for advise.

𝙉𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙪𝙮𝙖

The best Ever student, well, after Osamu of course;

He has also quite a lot of fans;

Princesses constantly smile and flirt with him;

But he has already found the one, whom he is gonna invite to the ball;

Nakahara is well aware that he has quite a lot of rivals to win your heart, Dazai among them;

Won during the Circus of Talents and was recongnized as the king of Evers, oooh how it was good for him to look at distrungled Osamu;

He is the grandson of Beauty and the Beast.

𝘼𝙠𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙍𝙮𝙪𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙚

The most dangerous student of the School for Evil, even some Evers are afraid of him;

Doesn't believe in love, and usually repeat:"Evil loves solutide, so I don't need anyone"

Very gloomy, which is typical for Nevers;

But despite his bad temper, he's quite handsome, which is a big rarity among Nevers;

His nemesis is Atsushi, he tried to kill him during the Trial by Tale;

A descendant of Maleficent.

𝙀𝙙𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙍𝙖𝙣𝙥𝙤

The smartest student of the School for Good;

Very lazy, but he has top grades in all subjects;

Often gets lost in the palace, that's why he's often late, but oddly enough , he is not punished for being late;

Doesn't know how to communicate with girls;

Once during a fencing lesson, a guy he didn't know came up to Edogawa and said: "What kind of prince are you if you can't evene wield sword properly?" The boy grinned unpleasently, and Ranpo opened eyes and looked at him:"How are you going to protect your princess?" . "Why do need abrain if you even don't know how to use it anyway? As for protecting the princess, I'll be able to anticipate the enemy's action and outwit them, at least not by mindlessly swinging my sword like some people do"

In short, as you understand, it is better not to argue with him, Edogawa will shut anyone up;

Hansel's great-grandson;

Doesn't like lessons of Good Deeds, because he considers this subject unnecessary and boring, but he won't tell the teacher about it. However he likes the classroom, Ranpo has almost eaten his desk;

Still has not decided who to invite to the Snow Ball.

𝙆𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝘿𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤

Descendant of Rapunzel;

Very demanding and serious;

He's always looking for his perfect princess but can not find her;

So all the girls avoid him, well, almost everyone;

Excelent student and teacher's favourite;

Good at politics, so don't worry about the future of his people, I am sure, it won't be difficult for him to rule an entire state;

He doesn't look like his great-grandmother, because he doesn't trust everyone;

He wants to be a strong and beloved king.

𝙁𝙮𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧 𝘿𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙚𝙫𝙨𝙠𝙮

Very cunning and dangerous;

His nemesis is Dazai, but Fyodor didn't tell anyone about it, because he doesn't want to draw too much attention to his modest person;

Descendant of the Evil Queen;

Hates Poe with all the fibers of his soul, but doesn't show it, dreams of killing him, just because Alan is the grandson of Snow White;

Favourite subject- Curses and Deathtraps;

Gogol is his future henchman.

𝙉𝙞𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙂𝙤𝙜𝙤𝙡

Constantly smiles and greets the Evers, but in fact can't stand them;

Dostoevsky is his roommate;

Dreams of becoming the henchman of Dos-kun;

Nikolai is the only one who knows about the nemesis of Fyodor;

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘌𝘷𝘪𝘭 ����𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴.𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥.𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘠/𝘯? 𝘚𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵. As you can see, he tried to kill you,but in front of other people he always smiles and becomes extrmely polite;

His favourite subject is Special Talents.

𝙅𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙠𝙪

He is also Never;

Looks quite attractive, but looks can be deceptive;

The most disliked subject is Uglification;

He doesn't have nemesis yet;

Descendant of Captain Hook;

His smile is so carefree and kind that you want to believe him, but... just don't do it. Don't trust him completely, because Saigiku is very cunning and smart, and can easily betray you or even worse- kill you, so as not to leave witnesses;

Jouno can also easily manipulate people and use them for his own purposes, and then abandon them as an unnecessary toy;

At first, everyone was surprised that such a handsome guy could go to the School for Evil, but then thy realized that were wrong about him.

𝙏𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙤 𝙎𝙪𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙤

Calm and reasonable;

Favourite subject- Swordplay and Weapons training and History of Heroes;

He has a rather special taste in food;

Suehiro is a descendant of Mulan;

The best swordsman among both schools;

Doesn't understand why girls constantly smile at him and spy on him during training;

Loves his grandmother, because she was the person who taught him how to use the katana;

It is almost impossible to get out of himself, because he always thinks with a cold head;

Prince Charming, what else can I say?

#school for good and evil #bsd jouno #bungou stray dogs #saigiku jouno #jouno saigiku #bsd tetchou #tetchou suehiro #dazai osamu #osamu dazai #chuuya nakahara #kunikida doppo #doppo kunikida #ranpo edogawa #atsushi nakajima #nakajima atsushi #bsd x reader #akutagawa ryuunosuke #fyodor dostoevsky #nikolai gogol

[everythingsinred]

I just read you have alternate au endings in mind and I’m VERY curious!! Do you have any posts abt them??

Hi !!!!

No, I probably don't... I can't say for sure but I doubt I have any specific posts about it. I talk a bit about some ideas here and I rant in general about the ending so much that there's a subsection in my table of contents (pinned post) about what I don't like.

Under the cut is a mishmash rambling of ideas lol...

So I guess I'll give you a brief run-down on what should change for me to be more on board with the ending. I hate Mikan having the stealing alice with a passion. I know that shows up pretty early, but I hate it and I usually forget about it because of how much I hate it so if I ever wrote a canon-verse fic (which I'm nervous about because of this very thing), she probably wouldn't have it, which would require me to shift a lot of other elements in the story. I just think it kills the importance of her nullification alice. She had a "useless", understated, subtle alice that could easily be taken for granted but that was actually super cool and useful in its own way, and the stealing alice is... not helping that issue. The stealing alice is immediately and clearly useful and showy and impressive, if a bit taboo. But that taboo element is rarely touched on with Mikan because she doesn't even know she has it for a while and she's immediately pretty okay with it when she does find out about it because it never really does wrong... Meanwhile, Yuka's story with the stealing alice is so much more meaningful because we get a deeper look into being outcast for her alice and how much of a burden it can be. Mikan doesn't have that relationship with the stealing alice, but its arrival undercuts her nullification alice and as a result her arc suffers.

I also think Persona took up way too much time. I don't really care if he has a redemption or not but the "We have to forgive everyone so we can all move and be happy now" message is so aggravating to me and not a lesson you should be giving a young audience so, I would get rid of that, or at least undercut it. (My issue with Persona's redemption is more about Mikan than him, actually.)

AND I HATE HOTARU SAVING NATSUME. I hate it so much. It's my least favorite part of the story, no contest. I'd delete that right away. Additionally, Mikan losing her memories has potential but none of it is used and then all of her relationships in the last chapter are minimized to elevate Hotaru, to the detriment of every other character on that beach, which pisses me off so much...

So I usually like an ending that looks like this: Mikan only has the nullification alice (and thus Yuka wouldnt have died, but would maybe have been put in a different bad situation, like maybe Mikan is still in the labyrinth as collateral over Yuka... that could be cool), and Natsume still dies (I love him dying) but Mikan saves him, and a huge help is Ruka. Maybe Mikan still loses her alice, and still loses her memories. In that case, the amnesia thing should be stretched out and actually used, instead of lasting a chapter because then it's just stupid and feels pointless. In this case, Hotaru should play a more subtle role (which is what she does best) and be the main one to chase after Mikan. That way the manga can still have the bookends of the best friends chasing each other, only this time it feels more equal. OR maybe Mikan doesn't lose her memories but since Yuka is still alive, she leaves the academy with her mom and they start some new life together for a reunion with friends later on.

OR she keeps her memories and doesn't lose her alice and instead everyone is happy at the Academy, particularly because Shiki is now in charge without the interference of the ESP so there's much-needed structural change that makes life at school a lot better and less prisonlike. TBH, I genuinely can't stomach the idea that the Academy doesn't undergo structural change because 1. That's such a cop-out and 2. It makes Shiki look bad and 3. It makes the whole story seem a lot more like child abuse apologism... which it isn't doing on purpose but OOF it is not a good look.

I also hate what was done with Goshima at the end there, so I would completely discard that.

Anyway, I actually do have plans on writing ONE idea of an alternative end at some point, but it'll require some thought and care so that fic will need some time to be written. If you have AU endings, please share because I hate the end we got and I don't think a lot of us actually like it, in the end.

#answered #technobro #gakuen alice #ga #sigh... the end makes me so mad genuinely my blood boils at just the thought of it #oh well!!!! i just pretend like it doesnt exist. genuinely the only time ive read it in recent history was for my essays. #otherwise i flat out dont even touch it. ive read those three chapters maybe 4 times ever? #and the last arc i also dont rly read #with mikan shaping up to leave and all that. its fine in theory but the ending sours it for me #i dont expect everyone to feel the way i do about the stealing alice ofc #i just... have never liked it and i have to remind myself sometimes that she has multiple alices #the only time i liked it was in a fanfic with a different take on alices... so not in canon at all #anyway if u have any ideas id be happy to hear!

[soulprofitis]

*  knowing  your  partner  well  can  potentially  make  writing  a  lot  easier,  

name:     fer / friday

pronouns:     he/him

preference  of  communication:      dms here or discord are good, I'll send you mine in dms!! I can also do twt messages if we're mutuals and you'd prefer that. I'm online a lot between work and class, so I try to answer whenever I get a moment.

name  of  muse(s):     Hythlodaeus <3 I'd like to try writing others on tumblr, but I'm not sure how to do a multi-blog TuT I've rped Haurchefant and Estinien privately, written a lot of G'raha and Thancred as well. if we're friends, I'll write pretty much any character haha!! I love to do private rps just to practice and try out new things, AUs and the like. if you ever want to just experiment with character dynamics, I swear, I am always down to try out new characters!! someday maybe I'll write my wol .. I dunno hehe, but I would adore writing npc/wol with everyone, I just. don't know if I should make another blog to do that, or. I don't know haha!! multis I respect you so hard, you are the bravest Among Us.

experience / how  long  ( months / years ? ):     nearly 10 years! not concurrently and I've only been here on tumblr for a few weeks, but I've been in roleplaying communities since I was quite young. writing is my one big hobby haha

best  experience:     I'm really enjoying my time here!! everyone is really kind, I'm sorry for being so awkward in dms lmao. I'm way too enthusiastic, please forgive me TuT I met some of my closest friends in the last rpc I was in, which was on twitter haha. I'm not a part of it anymore, though, lmao.

rp  pet  peeves / deal  breakers:      nasty shit and forced dynamics. if you rp or write rape or pedophilia or incest stuff, I'll hard block. dark topics are fine so long as we talk them through first, those are only the few I'll block for. just don't be weird!! literally promise you, if you're not weird it'll be fine. and I really hate being cornered into stuff, just message me about what you'd like to write and I'll let you know how I feel about it! I really prefer to write with other lgbt people also because, well. most of my characters are trans and all of them are gay. I don't like talking about gender with cis straight people lmao. it's not a hard line or anything, just a preference haha.

muse  preferences  fluff,  angst,  or  smut:     everything!!! I prefer to write nsfw smut in dms or under complete cuts (if I ever post any of it). between fluff and angst, I love both and get inspired for different stuff every day! if I don't feel the muse for something, I'll just wait a little while to answer until I have it again so I can give you the best reply!

long  or  short  replies:     I love writing paragraph (drabble. let me be honest, I'm so sorry for how much I write.) style, but I really hope I don't make anyone feel like they have to write replies as long as some of mine are. I'm a huge collector of ffxiv lore and character details, so I tend to add more than is absolutely necessary for my own enjoyment lmao. but please do give me something to work with, however long or short your reply is. if I feel stuck, I won't be able to answer you :<

best  time  to  write:     all day, any time I get an idea. I do really love waking up to reply, but usually I have to go work, so I can only draft things and post them later!!

I stole this from @theswell so feel free to steal from me too!! also message me if you ever want to run anything in-game on crystal!!! :D

#ooc #hiiiiii :D #queued #filled this out between course work so!! <3

[afreesworn]

3: Muster

“Seriously? Her?”

Shael’s incredulous question was probably on everyone’s minds, they were just not giving voice to it. At least, that was what Nabi assumed. But as silence started to settle in rather awkwardly amongst them all, Nabi was starting to question her own idea.

It was a strange notion to begin with, that this extra credit club— it was a nice way of saying detention class — showcase their own talents with an act in the spring festival. It was teacher Batu’s idea, to draw more attention to their strategy based dice game that, surprisingly, had captured the interest of everyone in the group. While it was a learning curve for everyone, since they started this exercise, everyone who had rolled up a character began to attend the after school sessions faithfully. Even Ghoa, who feigned disinterest at the start, started to show up with her own personalized jeweled dice with a decorated case for it, that even had her own initials carved into it.

“What? If I am going to play, I am going to play in style,” the Mankhad purred. “I know these beauties will bring me luck.”

Shael rolled her eyes at her, but Nabi caught her arching her brows when Ghoa’s first few rolls were in the high teens. A few days later, Shael too showed up with her own set of steel etched dice, that she proudly told Nabi she won in a game.

Jude only snorted his disdain at the notion of spending any money on something they were forced to do for school credit, but when the game began, Nabi noticed his intense concentration and focus. He wanted to win, and was not shy about pointing out errors that others were making.

He was the first to scoff at Nabi when she consciously made a decision that didn’t favor the party. “But… my character likes animals! She wouldn’t want them hurt!” Nabi explained. Surprisingly, she expected more derision from him, but when their teacher gave her extra points for staying faithful to one of her character “traits”, everyone took note, reviewing their own character’s flaws and inclinations. Jude said nothing else on the matter, and Ghoa started to make extra effort in bringing to life her own character’s lively persona. 

Nabi couldn’t say the party’s quest went smoothly always; it was a mixed bag of mistakes, hard-earned lessons, and surprises. But when they achieved victory over an opponent while also learning more about each other’s characters, none could deny the air of satisfaction that lifted them all.

Except Pjel. The viera maintained her stoic silence. She made her moves on the board without any fanfare, and her character being mute, she stuck to that trait religiously. She never spoke a word, in character or out. But her rolls were impeccable and she was fearless in battle. There was no doubt that the group could not have succeeded without her.

Nabi was still unsure her reason for being in detention, whether she missed classes, had a failing grade, or if it was for other disciplinary reasons. Every time she tried to strike up a conversation with Pjel, she was just met with silence and a blank stare.

So when teacher Batu put on the group their next task, to put together an act at the spring festival, everyone stared at him dumbfounded. Ghoa laughed bemusedly, while Shael rolled her eyes again. Jude muttered and Pjel, as usual, said nothing on the matter.  But once the session was over and their teacher left them to their own devices, protests and gripes began to rumble amongst them.

That’s when Nabi injected the idea about performing a song. 

“What… like a band?” Shael snorted out loud. 

“Wh-why not?” Nabi blinked, eyes wide. “You play in a band, the bass guitar right?”

The Highlander immediately narrowed her eyes, as if warning not to share too much. “Yeah well… we broke up a few months back.”

“A ridiculous idea,” Ghoa hummed. “I can’t imagine doing death metal or whatever you call music.”

“You have a lovely singing voice, Ghoa!” Nabi quickly interjected before Shael retorted back at the Mankhad. “I heard you at the last Starlight festival.”

“Oh… that!” Ghoa waved her off with a chuckle, but her smile widened. “That wasn’t even my best. You should see some of my posts on--”

“Yer actually serious,” Shael cut her off, staring at Nabi. “Ya can’t just wave yer hand and put a band together. Okay so ya got a bass and singer. Ya need drums and lead guitar and--”

Shael was interrupted yet again when sounds of tapping drew all of their attention. Pjel was tapping her feet and gloved hands were percussing over the edge of the table. And as they all stared in disbelief, the viera proceeded to slap and bang on the wooden table, the plastic chair and the floor with her hands and feet. And the rhythm that was starting to fill the room, it made Nabi grin horn to horn.

“Seriously? Her?”

Nabi shrugged exaggeratedly at Shael, looking both surprised and delighted. “We have… our drummer!” She laughed with a sweep of her hand at Pjel. 

“Pfttt.” Shael threw her hands in the air. “Well, none o’ that be of any use unless ya got a lead guitar.” 

Nabi chewed her lips and started to look around the room. 

“Well, no way we can count on him,” Ghoa groaned, rolling her eyes at the door. Jude had already left, he never lingered long after these sessions were over. Nabi knew not where he had to go, but he always left in a hurry. “Besides, I doubt the likes of him knows a thing about carrying a tune or holding anything other than a knife or a bottle of booze.”

“The idea was ridiculous, anyroad,” Shael added, gathering her bag. “No way we can muster a band together.” She tutted with a frown. “It’s just one of teacher’s crazy ideas. Again.” She started out the door.

Nabi sighed, her shoulders sinking. And as everyone else started to leave the classroom, she hurriedly picked up her own books and followed. 

But the idea refused to leave her.

#FFxivWrite2020 #FFxivWrite #Prompt 3: Muster #I ALMOST MADE the deadline this time! #RP post #AU post #I had the idea to revisit this AU gang from the start #and the idea of the c&f gang in a band #amuses me so much #indulge me okay #Shael Stormchild #Nabi Kharlu #Ghoa Mankhad #Anchor Saltborn #Pjel Qoet #Batuhan Kharlu #tempted to call them the Breakfast Club #Maybe Detention Club?? #also forgive me for stealing everyone's characters for the AU #HS!AU

[ranalatus]

The Imposter — II

slight spoilers - Albedo's backstory

genres: SAGAU, villain/imposter AU, isekai

characters: albedo, kaeya, lisa and tsaritsa cameo, very very brief mentions of the archons and a few other characters, isekaid imposter!GN reader, (actual) Creator of Teyvat

warnings: mentions of violence, mentions of punishment, mentions of starvation, naked people being judged for treason??

notes: part two is here!! Also how do y'all feel about me posting scenarios about this au but isnt necessarily important in the timeline?? Like who first found out about the actual creator of teyvat or what everyone went through before reader was isekaid? Lmk if you'd like to see smth like that!

Part I.

Cries of the innocent are heard all throughout the halls of the Zapolyarny Palace

They were stripped to their very toes, the chilling bite of the cold and the humiliation of looking like this in front of the all powerful Creator amplifying their sobs

“Mercy!” They shout. “Please have mercy!”

It is all too noisy for Albedo

The ‘traitors’ are brought on their knees in front of their God. They were accused of stealing possessions from the Divine, as well as spreading false rumors about their God

Albedo isn’t stupid. He knows they’ve done no such thing. There was no evidence, and it was all mouth service from the Tianquan. Moreover, there is more proof that shows their extreme loyalty to their God. It is illogical. However, she clearly did this for a reason

His eyes trail over to those of the former Geo archon’s

And he has to be part of it

“Tell me,” The Tsaritsa’s voice echoes loud in the main hall of the cold palace. “Why should their excellency forgive you for doing such a foul sin?”

“We’ve done no such thing!” One particular brave soul retorted

Albedo quickly looked away as the sound of crushing ice reverberated in the hall. He spotted his fellow acolytes next to and across from him, sitting on some sort of makeshift bleachers

Yes, every single acolyte is in here. For their excellency

Albedo has never called them that before, nor does he plan to

But it is strange, he wonders, eyes going back to their God sitting on an icy throne in front of the traitors. Their God is different from before. No ordinary person would be able to tell immediately, but this indifference is not from the usual ingenuity or boredom, it is more from being lost

Their God’s full attention and mind is not on the scene going on in front of them, but rather it seems to be on something they are thinking about. But what could it be? What could the all powerful, all knowing Creator have to ponder about to make them so lost?

“They’re not paying attention.”

A voice whispered next to him, Albedo’s eyes turn back to the naked traitors, ignoring the blue snake that found its way next to him

“Come now, Albedo, you noticed it too, did you not?” Kaeya leans back, arms crossing across his chest as he lets out a light chuckle. “Why else would you be staring when you’ve never expressed interest before?”

“I’m just curious.” Albedo’s short reply came. He would be lying if he said Kaeya was wrong, but Albedo doesn’t care enough to think about it any further

“Your indifference to their excellency is gonna be your downfall one day. You know how hardcore their acolytes can be. Should they know that you don’t worship them the way you should be doing..”

“They did not create me.”

Kaeya is left to ponder about those words alone, as Albedo rises from his seat and exits the biting chill of the Zapolyarny Palace

He feels Lisa tap his shoulders from behind him. “Why did he leave? Their excellency is just about to determine the traitors’ punishment.” Kaeya shrugs off her hand, settling further down in his seat

“He had to do something back at his lab. Something dangerous, apparently.” The lie effortlessly rolled off Kaeya’s tongue, and luckily it was enough to get Lisa off Albedo’s back for a while

Really, the blond should thank him

“Your sentence,” Their God’s words shut everyone in the room up. The cries were sniffled, some were silently praying to the being in front of them. They were praying for mercy from the merciless Creator. “Shall be to never set foot inside my temple again.”

Kaeya’s eyes widened a fraction. The palace felt colder than usual. The time ticks, one or two more, as complete silence swallows the crowd

Then came the thankful cries of the traitors, the displeased sighs of the archons, and a particularly smug chuckle coming from the Tianquan a few seats away from him

What a light sentence, everyone is thinking. The traitors are escorted to the dungeon where they shall redress before heading back to their homes. They would not be able to get any more jobs, but at least they’re alive. Some of the more indifferent acolytes leave early. A few noteworthy ones being Keqing, Eula and Diluc. However those who are closest and most devoted to their God are visibly panicking

What happened to their excellency?

Kaeya watches as Zhongli and Venti escort their God to a room in the palace, with the Tsaritsa leading the way. Their God, in all their glory, remains with a cold poker face, and a very different aura all around

How amusing, Kaeya thinks. How will the story unfold now?

. . .

Footsteps startle them, a hand comes to their wound immediately and their legs are already up and ready to run

The familiar voice eases their panic a little bit, but they do not let their guard down. It irritates them how much this cocky smile calms their beating heart

“Dearest imposter,” Kaeya greets. He throws them a sunsettia, the ‘imposter’ fighting the urge to scramble to it like a helpless animal. They would not entertain someone as filthy as Kaeya. “Why such a harsh look? I gave you food.”

“Thanks, Mr. Bare Minimum,” They mutter. They glare at the sunsettia a little longer before hunger prevails, and they pick it up with fervour

Kaeya lightly smiles. “I noticed something interesting today.”

“Spare me the small talk,” They take a bite out of the sunsettia, sitting back down on the floor. Kaeya walks closer and sits next to them, leaning their head against the crate behind them

“It’s not small at all, it’s about their excellency,” The scoff coming from the ‘imposter’ doesn’t deter Kaeya from his story. “They’re quite different from before.”

“Let’s hope they aren’t more immature than they were before. Who the fuck sends a bunch of obsessed cult followers after someone’s ass just because they share the same face? God,” Again, with their weird speech, Kaeya notes. What other god are they talking about if not their excellency? “I don’t want to hear about them.”

“I don’t care, I’ll talk about it either way,” Kaeya banters back. “They changed, they’re less strict, less mean, less.. Them, should I say.”

“They grew as a person? Wow, I didn’t expect that.”

The slander should have offended him as someone who grew up worshipping their God’s name, but all it does is make him laugh. “They have a secret they’re hiding, and I want to find it out.”

A few seconds pass before they speak up again, wiping the sunsettia residue on their torn up clothes. “How will you do that?”

Kaeya’s smile turns borderline sadistic, a gleam in his eye that screams at the ‘imposter’ to run

But they stay, and they’ve fallen into his trap

“I need your help.”

— This is pretty late actually JAKDKEJE ANYWAYS the actual part where acolytes start finding out Reader isn't who they are and is actually the imposter starts on part three with Childe!!

#genshin impact fanfiction #self aware genshin #genshin sagau #sagau #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact kaeya #yandere genshin impact #imposter au #cult genshin #albedo #kaeya

[hollyhomburg]

Before I Leave You (Masterlist)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who’s clearly been through some shit).

Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin,

Tags: Polyamory, groupsex, sexual and non-sexual Dom/sub undertones, heat sex, praise kink, brief humiliation, Spanking, knotting, breeding kink, emotional abuse, physical abuse, forced mating marks, graphic murder scenes, negative self-talk, self-esteem issues, non-verbal characters, abandonment, PTSD, hurt/comfort, gluttonous fluff, agoraphobia, implied/referenced self-harm, suicidal thoughts and brief desperate suicide attempt, unreliable narrators. Gender dysphoria, transgender characters, internalized transphobia, internalized misogyny, unintended outings, epilepsy, slowish-burn,  

W/c: 600k+  

A/n: long time no see~ this is what I’ve been working on for the last few months! I hope everyone will like it. Updates will be once a week on fridays or Saturdays at 5pm EST. This will also be cross posted on Archive of our own. The M/c won't appear until part two! 

ADDITIONAL CONTENT: 

Read the story here on Ao3

Content moderation policy 

Extra content: Honey cake Recipe 

BILY ask archive 

official bily playlist 

Teasers Archive: moodboards for each chapter

Prologue: The Beta 

Summary: The pre-story is as sweet as honey and as simple as every other love story. Namjoon’s pack falls together before it falls apart. 

Part One: Sweet Regret  

Summary: Yoongi Disappears- leaving behind a shattered pack. 8 months later Jimin finds Yoongi in an H-mart of all places. 

Part Two: The Don  

Summary: On the worst days, Yoongi is judge, jury, and executioner. But he judges you and finds you worthy of protecting (and loving too).

Part Three: The Gala 

Summary: Yoongi tries to steal you away, Geumjae takes something instead. 

Part Four: If I’ve Got You 

Summary: Yoongi makes his choice. 

Part Five: An Unlikely Enemy 

Summary: Namjoon’s pack reunites with Yoongi. With some...unexpected results.

Part Six: Stupid Instincts

Summary: it takes three visits for you to trust Jimin. 

Part Seven: Yoongi’s Worst Fear 

Summary: it's easy to forget that your bond is still new, but luckily, the pack is there to fill the gaps. 

Part Eight: Seokjin’s Secret

Summary: Everything takes a little getting used to. Namjoon’s a little in love already.

Part Nine: Aura  

Summary: Oh Jungkookie 

Part 10: Blame Me For it

summary: you couldn’t expect everyone to love you instantly, but still- yoongi kind of hoped.

Part 11: Before I Love You 

Summary: what is love other than a particular kind of envy? Hoseok envys you in more ways than one. 

Part 12: Civil Midnight 

Summary: A love story that starts with a train ticket, an old jean jacket, and a cup of shitty coffee.

Part 13: Moving Day 

Summary: Namjoon has royally fucked up, luckily the pack has a place to go. “what if this is a bad idea hyung?” 

Part 14: Like a Sigh 

Summary: Seokjin isn’t ready to forgive namjoon just yet, luckily he has you and yoongi to turn to for some good old omegan comfort (ie: cuddling)

Part 15: The many Shades of Kim Taehyung: Celedon Green

Summary: Tae is at one moment, overcome with fear and longing, “Get out! don’t look! please! i don’t want you to see me!”

Part 16: The many Shades of Kim Taehyung: Babygirl Pink

Summary: A secret for a secret is exchanged. “You’re so pretty Tae.” 

Part 17: Just a little Nip

Summary: Things are often clearer the day after, but if anything Taehyung only feels more confused about where she stands with you.

Part 18: Mine, mine, mine

Summary: Tae’s rut hits and hits hard, luckily the pack is there to soften its blow.

Part 19: Honey bunny 

Summary: discussions about your past cause some troubling facts to come to light, but amidst the sadness- there is also love.

Part 20: No Sinners

Summary: try as you might, you just cant get the idea of those sex-toy boxes out of your head.

Part 21: No Saints 

Summary: The thing about Jimin is that he’s a little bit of a psycho

Part 22: Playing Dead 

Summary: After finding you in such a compromising position, the pack has their questions (and a few confessions)

Part 23: Heart shaped Hickey’s 

Summary: you don’t know what you expected this discussion to look like, but Jungkook dumping his sex toy collection in the middle of the nest definitly isn’t it. 

Part 24: Cynosure 

Summary: if Yoongi could comment “first” on your pussy’s yelp review, he would. (he’d also rate it 10/5 starts, because whatever he expected- it’s twice as good.)

Part 25: Just Try 

Summary: You hate hospitals.

Part 26: Mommy issues 

Summary: getting drunk with Tae is a TERRIBLE idea, but it does lead to some surprising developments.

Part 27: The Dregs of the Midnight Coffee club 

Summary: A trip to a local diner at midnight prompts you and Hoseok to confront your budding friendship.

Part 28: Collars 

Summary: Since you’re officially on the way to getting better, namjoon and Jin see no reason why they cant give you what they've promised; an intimate look into their sex life- with Yoongi's supervision of course.

Part 29: Jimin’s second secret 

Summary: Like a criminal undercover~

Part 30: Bubbles 

Summary: As Jimin and Taehyung’s date grows closer and closer, you’re confronted with one fact; you have nothing to wear.

Part 31: Strawberry Soda 

Summary: Taehyung thinks that girl dates are better than regular ones, but she could just be biased because it’s a date with you.

Part 32: Shaken, Not Stirred

Summary: Courting you takes some trial and error, but Jimin is more than willing to try as many times as it takes to get it right.

Part 33: Espresso Martini 

Summary: Jimin’s instincts are a force to be reckoned with.  

Part 34: Vodka, Rum, Or Jin? 

Summary: Jimin’s a possessive little fucker and after such a direct threat he’s got a messy way of staking a claim on you… 

Part 35: Stretch Marks

Summary: Your first scene as Namjoon and Jin’s submissive doesn’t exactly go to plan… but oh, poor Yoongi.

Part 36: Big friends, Small spaces 

Summary: In many ways, Yoongi was Jin’s first pup. “okay, not to make this all about me and my meltdown still but- i’m going to feel really guilty for like a week if you don’t actually fuck each other.”

Part 37: An untitled Playlist

Summary: A collection of moments, snippets in sequence, each that brings you closer. (Or alternatively: you and Jungkook figure out the pack hierarchy, Namjoon finds an alternative means of you submitting other than sex, and Hobi starts to fall in love with you, just a little.)

Part 38: Killing Kim Taehyung 

Summary: Everything sort of falls apart, but you and Namjoon help it all fall back together.

Part 39: Eulogy

Summary: “Do you think so lowly of me that I wouldn’t love you? Is this a joke to you? Am I a joke to you Tae?” 

Part 40: Slow Drip

Summary: Coping with the fall out looks like a lot of things; bitten comments and kisses and the prettiest pink nest that you, Jungkook, and Jin can create.

Part 41: Tae’s First day

Summary: Tae’s first day living as a girl looks a lot like this: salons, red nail-polish and...booby pancakes???

Part 42: Hobi’s Treasures 

Summary: Coming out isn’t always straightforward, Tae has her fair share of mental hurdles to overcome. Caring about you becomes harder for Hoseok to ignore.

Part 43: Noodle 

Summary: “Maybe that’s just what intimacy is- the context of us in another person’s life.” 

Part 44: Slow Love 

Summary: You should have come to Jungkook about your predicament with the pack alpha sooner. He’s got solutions and a box full of sex toys. “There you go- oh my god you’re soaking the pillow- guess you really like this one a lot huh?”

Part 45: Everything Everything Everything 

Summary: Namjoon and Jin are not amused by your foray into penetration, not one bit. 

Part 46: I Bet On Losing Dogs

Summary: Jimin’s third secret is (Redacted for spoilers) 

Part 47: The Girl Kind 

Summary: A visit to Namjoon’s hospital to get tae on some gender affirming hormones (good girl juice) leads to some…surprising developments. “You can’t just say ‘addictive slick’ and expect us to be on board with it!?” 

Part 48: Down the rabbit Hole

Summary: The day after your doctor’s appointment Jin gives you your first hole check.

Part 49: Before I need you 

Summary: Hobi has a bad day, you make it better.

Part 50: You and Hobi Bury a dead body (pt 1)

Summary: [redacted for spoilers]

Part 51: Emotions On Ice 

Summary: you’ve never seen Namjoon this angry before, but you can’t say he’s not rightfully upset at You and Hobi. Not every punishment can go according to plan…

Part 52: Sweet lemonade and Sour Chocolate 

Summary: Jimin and Jungkook might not be the /best/ at giving you aftercare, but what they lack in execution they make up for in sheer determination. Sometimes, love is the best medicine.

Part 53: I’d Do worse

Summary: A snippet of the future- a flash forward- in which you and Jimin reach an agreement.

Part 54: Losing Wings 

Summary: You don’t want your first time taking Namjoon’s cock to be during his rut, luckily- the pack is there to make the transition easier. 

Part 55: Sugarcoated

Summary: Namjoon’s rut hits, and hits hard. Not all of it is pretty. Not all of it is sweet.

Part 56: Crescent moon

Summary: In the wake of Namjoon’s rut you and Hobi try to get yourself back on even footing, if only his co workers weren’t so…creepy towards you. 

Part 57: Plastic Teeth 

Summary: You, Hobi, and a dead body are not things that Jin wants to think about in the same sentence.

Part 58: Don’t let this darkness fool you 

Summary: Your nightmares are a troubling development. The each have different ideas on how to help you (Some more damaging than others.)

Part 59: Missed call.

Summary: You and Hobi need to break each other one more time before you’re ready to heal together. Hobi needs to leave.

Part 60: Glass Slippers 

Summary: Life changes come in many many forms; courting gifts, leaving jobs, and…Murder

Part 61: Light the Fuse 

Summary: 3 times you ask for help from the pack and 3 times help is given (and one time that everything goes to shit)

Part 62: Two secrets, One Gun

Summary: love becomes guilt, predator becomes prey, and Jin becomes…

Part 63: Fizz and Burn 

Summary: You never thought that just cuddling with Hobi on a cold day could lead to this...

Part 64: Pawn and King

Summary:  “Take your time, it’s not like I’m dying over here or anything.” “Shut up Jimin you are not going to die.”

Part 65: Lucky Gods 

Summary: The truth always comes out one way or another, and with Jimin temporarily whisked away for surgery- it’s up to you and Yoongi to answer Namjoon’s questions.

Part 66: Go For the Throat

Summary: Wolves always go for the throat, whether they’re cornered or hunting.

Part 67: You and Hobi bury a dead body (Pt.2) 

Summary: [REDACTED FOR SPOILERS]

Part 68: Before I Leave You 

Summary: In place of the missing train ticket is a folded note, one that definitely wasn’t there before. “I’m sorry- I love you.” 

Part 69: Get off the train. 

Summary: The pack meet with moonbyul to discuss terms.

Part 70: Divine divine (COMING SOON)

Summary: the one where the pack goes on a group bender. 

#bts fanfic #bts mafia au #bts omegaverse au #bts polyamory au #bts x reader #bts poly au #bts werewolf fic #bts fluff #bts angst #bts hurt/comfort #min yoongi fic #min yoongi x reader #yoongi x reader #min yoongi #omega! reader #bts a/b/o au #bts a/b/o #bts gang au #bts au #bts werewolf au #bts angst bts omegaverse fic #bts hybrid fic #kim namjoon fic #kim seokjin fic #kim taehyung fic #park jimin fic #jeon jungkook fic #jjk #pjm #myg

[snellyfish]

Indulge me in angiekork, tell me how it be cause I'm interested now

I sat on this ask out of embarrassment for like three weeks I am so sorry AS MUCH AS I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THEM I GET SO SHAMEFUL ABOUT IT AAAH THEY MEAN SO MUCH TO ME. I’m so glad you’re interested 😭 I think their potential dynamic is SUCH a tragic missed opportunity they could’ve had in the games HOLLA!!!!!

Here’s a comprehensive list that I love revising every time I send someone it, enjoy my brain worms!!! This time with doodles attached :]

He’s a literal anthropologist and obsessed with other cultures, and Angie is the only foreigner in the entire class, with some absolutely BATSHIT culture; it only makes sense that Korekiyo would (or should’ve) take an immediate interest in her, with a notepad in hand.

Kiyo has his sister’s voice in his head. Angie has Atua’s voice in her head. (whether they’re both alters or tulpas or just delusions--they’re very similar) They both grew up lonely (Angie stated she was in her freetime events, and Kiyo ONLY had his sister...and we know what happened to her) and had to cope in EERILY similar / same ways; being that both of these “voices” were formed as a way to deal with said loneliness. They would ABSOLUTELY understand each other in this regard if they were to properly get to know each other. (Kodaka knew they’d be too powerful if they interacted and that’s just the cold-hard truth)

Either way I really don’t think Kiyo would dismiss Angie’s Atua ramblings as a crazed religious nutjob, like the rest of the class does, but as a curious case of what the mind does to cope, AND as someone he can relate to.

Dynamic of two generally creepy characters who are both painfully NOT self-aware AT ALL. Absolute outcasts in their class and likely able to be the only ones to truly “understand” each other as stated previously. Both absolute wildcards; unpredictable in their own ways. Angie wants to steal everyone’s blood, Korekiyo wants to steal everyone’s nerves, it all works out!! Also dynamic of Tall And Stoic And Kinda Mean™️ and Short And Bubbly And Optimistic™️. AS WELL as the dynamic of Fucked Up™ and Cinnamon Roll™. They are simultaneously opposite’s attract AND very similar in that they are both self-unaware ritual/seance creeps that no one else wants to hang out with due to being terrified of them.

Going off the stories in his freetime events and how much insane things he’s done and experienced just for the hell of it, as well as his (technically non-canon) actions in the manga where he just goes along with whatever people say to do just for the experience alone;; (AS WELL AS HIS LOVE HOTEL EVENT LITERALLY JUST BEING “OUT OF CURIOSITY”) -- he would absolutely delve facefirst into Angie’s eccentric culture; going along with any of its rituals and practices, initially just to study it but with his picture perfect memory of a specific seance circle…he’d surely stick around. Shoutout to blood cults!!!!!

Kiyo sees the beauty in all people, despite how “ugly” their actions and existences as a whole may be – Angie, through God, says everyone deserves forgiveness and grants that forgiveness immediately. Kind of a matching theme of looking past people’s flaws not in a “I’m choosing to ignore it” way but in a “that makes you the beautiful person you are” way I suppose!

Going with the commonly accepted idea that Kiyo was abused by his sister, and Angie just wants to make everyone happy and has a certain natural charisma to her, able to comfort basically anyone as we saw in the game;; – she would absolutely try her damndest to help him through his trauma. She has very unconventional ways of getting him to cheer up, yet with how inquisitive he is of all human behaviors, nothing she does would ever fail because she’s just so damn weird and interesting; really gets the anthropology gears turning in his head.

I KNOW I JUST POSTED ABOUT IT HAHA AND IT’S WHAT MY ANIMATIC IS ABOUT BUT In a postgame VR AU where they’re all alive, Korekiyo would eventually try to recover from said trauma, leading to him apologizing to Angie for killing her; which she’d genuinely forgive immediately because of her religion and ideals, + she’d understand everything he went through as well and why he did it due to her extremely nurturing personality. Fun angst and comfort to be had there.

The idea alone of Angie being the only one not scared of Kiyo in the class and he’s kinda like “how do I deal with this” because none of his threats of nerve-tearing affect her, and he ends up being scared of her in return. Powerful. Effervescent. The other day my buddy said Kiyo is scared of Angie in the same way an elephant is scared of a mouse and I haven’t stopped thinking about it.

ON THAT SAME THOUGHT he would end up giving up any threats to scare her off and just kinda lets her do whatever, he will threaten to murder someone if they look at him funny, meanwhile Angie’s just crawling all over him like a monkey trying to do a TikTok trend and he’s like “this is fine actually I’m used to it.”

This fanfic that lives in my head rent-free where Kiyo casually gives blood sacrifices to hear about Angie’s culture.

#shinnaga #ship analysis #danganronpa #danganronpa v3 #korekiyo shinguji #ask #angie yonaga #art #blood #doodle #my art #fanart #noeggets #lies down on the ground and starts sobbinfg my fukinf eyes out #most interaction of them we get is kiyo saying ANGIE DONT RESSURECT PEOPLE #+ kiyo saying angie is Most Frightening Indeed #AND THEIR ULTIMATE TALENT DEVELPOMENT PLAN WHICH ISNT MUCH BUT #CHEFS KISS I LOVE EM #food mention

[xiaophilia]

For some odd reason i could see kaeya and albedo glaring at anyone who seem like a threat and there like just protecting them

Y/n: Oh! Goodmorning Venti!

Albedo and Kaeya: 🧍🏼‍♂️🧍🏿‍♂️

AW yes definitely. Assuming this is sagau

Especially Kaeya? Well I mean his definition of threat might be a little different—like to him everyone is a threat that might steal you away from him. Like he sees *everyone* a threat because y'know inferiority complex with everyone considering he was a free character that gets replaced as soon as someone new goes in the team. Not me though he's been in my team since I started.

Albedo on the other hand is different from Kaeya since he wasn't a free character. He probably low-key gloats to Kaeya about that

Also imagine them just hovering around you doing their thing casually and then someone goes near and they'd just go full on bodyguard mode.

Like they'd cock block anyone who tries to get near you.

This gets especially worse with impostor AU cuz they'd definately would do all they can to stop anyone from getting even a meter near you. Which makes it very hard for other people to actually ask for your forgiveness.

I mean yeah sure some of them could easily overpower the two but should they really risk hurting on of the people their god adores? I don't think so.

Like Archons?? Barbatos? Barsibatos? Rex Lapis Pencil?? Who? They only know you.

Other characters I think would act like that would probably the twins, Dainsleif, Xiao (Angy) and Kazuha (he'd be really passive aggressive)

#Dearest—Dawn! #Dearest—Letters! #LMAO imagine Kaeya and Albedo acting like guard dogs #like If anyone comes near u #they'd just go #bark bark get tf away from them bitch #if u don't get the lapis part it's a reverence to a pencil brand in my country lmao #SAGAU #Genshin SAGAU #SAGAU x reader #Genshin impact x reader

[yandere-daze]

I found your self aware enstars au recently and I really like it (I've read it more than once)

I can't help but think it's going to be very chaotic, especially between the Sakuma/Amagi/Aoi brothers or between Tsukasa and Kohaku

Aww thank you so much, anon, it honestly makes me really happy to know that you like it enough to read it multiple times and even send in an ask 🥺

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, jealousy, possessiveness, mention of murder

Family rivalries in the Yandere! Self-aware Ensemble Stars AU

Oooh, you just know it's going to be mighty chaotic with so many characters fawning over you and for me at least, these kinds of love triangles are really juicy and neat to think about! Characters that either get along really well or not at all, both loving you and wanting you to themselves!

Rei and Ritsu have very different approaches when it comes to getting your attention.

Rei capitalizes on his charming vampire act to hopefully win over your favor, and he hopes that his maturity and willingness to help will shine through. It's hard not to fall for him when he sweet talks you all the time, right?

He cares a lot for his younger brother and can see just how much Ritsu adores you, so he would be willing to share you with him. They could work together and maybe Ritsu might even learn to forgive him for abandoning him in his time of need if he allowed him to hog some of your attention

Ritsu on the other hand doesn't try to hide his love for you in any way, he's very upfront and often outright demands your time and attention. You will often see lines from him that go something like “Hahh, I feel so tired. Why don´t you lie down with me? Let´s cuddle and forget about everyone else~”

He´s also very easily jealous and possessive and more than anything, he would not allow Rei to lay even a single finger on you. He still holds a lot of resentment for his older brother and so he won´t let him steal you away, the person that brings him more joy than anyone else. Over his dead body

Rinne and Hiiro have an interesting relationship, they both really care for each other but due to their different perspectives on their home village and their goals, especially at the beginning of the main story, their bond has grown a bit strained.

Rinne as with everything is loud and bold and though he can be lazy at times, he does not waste any time trying to win over the player. He´s very in-your-face and his loud voice and laugh are quite handy when he tries to shift your attention away from the other idol having the pleasure of being on your home screen right next to him. How could you ever look at someone else when he´s there to cause trouble? I think he would somehow find a way to mess with the other idols in the game, shifting things around so they won´t get any time with you. How does he do it? No one knows. And you´re probably too distracted by the fact that he just proposed to you out of the blue.

Since Rinne does feel fondly for Hiiro ( they´re actually pretty close), I think he might also try to help him out in a roundabout way? Like he may mention his little brother from time to time, talking about how he seems to have grown fond of you, and you wouldn´t really think it strange. You knew that some characters had lines where they talk about other characters they are close with, so this isn´t any different!

I actually haven´t considered Yandere! Hiiro too much but I can see that he would be very passionate when he talks to the player! I think he´s probably pretty confused with how this entire thing works though. He doesn´t know how to use a phone due to his upbringing, how are you going to explain to him that he´s actually only a character in a game and that there´s someone looking into his life and looking at him whenever they want? He´s pretty quick at learning new things but this is going to take some time. There´s one thing he´s sure about though, you are the person that has supported him from the shadows all this time and he really appreciates all of the efforts you put in for him!

I think similar to his brother, he wouldn´t try to hide his love for you but he´s more just straightforward compared to the aggressiveness of the older Amagi. I think after he realizes that Rinne only wanted him to live in freedom, independent from the village, and they reconcile, he may be willing to share you with Rinne in some fashion. Even after everything that happened, Hiiro looks up to his older brother and trusts him to think of a good plan to ensure you will favor them.

Ooh, the Aoi twins! I have to admit I don´t know too much about them but I will try! They´ve spent their entire lives together and know each other well so I would assume they would probably have the easiest time out of everyone to work together. Hinata is the more active and mischievous of the two, making sure to attract your attention when they think you may have looked at one of the other idols for too long. Yuta is more introverted than his brother and is usually the one that has to remind him to tone things down a bit when he thinks you might become a bit uncomfortable with how insistent the other is with having your attention on them. Not that he doesn´t want you to look at them obviously, he just doesn´t want to drive you off because they´re being too overwhelming for you!

I feel this need for attention stems from the way their father treated them :/

But that doesn´t mean that there won´t be bickering among them. They still want to be seen as their own person and wish that you would grow to love them for who they are and not just as a group. In their childhood, people haven´t been able to tell them apart at all so they hope that you will grow to love both of them as individuals that are different from each other and yet make a whole together. There will definitely be some jealousy if one of them feels like you´re preferring one of them over the other.

And yes, now let´s talk about Tsukasa and Kohaku, my boys who I love a lot!!

Tsukasa wants to act all mature and elegant when you have him on the screen, the picture-perfect image of a gentleman but he can´t help but slip into childish antics whenever he isn´t the only one on screen. Oh, dear player, you are the most wonderful and gracious being that has ever existed, you make his heart beat faster than ever before and he swears to serve you loyally until the end! Please, it is the least he can do when you´ve guided him all this time! Oh, how he wished he could be there with you! I mean have you seen how he sometimes simps for Anzu in the main story? And then he discovers that it´s actually you and combine that with him being yandere and completely separated from you by a screen? Yeah, he gets pretty desperate for your attention.

And then you pull the ultimate foul move. You put his cousin on the home screen with him and Tsukasa feels like ripping his hair out because why can he not have you for himself? Has he displeased you in some way so the privilege of being your only one was taken from him? Please make him understand so he can improve!

Meanwhile, Kohaku can only shake his head and chide Tsukasa for acting so childish in front of you. Well, I guess he doesn´t mind as it only improves his own chances with you. Why would he need to spend the effort to make Tsukasa look bad when he´s already doing all of the work for him? Kohaku is quite proud of how much more mature he looks in comparison and he´s banking on leaving a positive impression on you through that. Because while yes, he could just try and get rid of every last rival for your love and attention, that wouldn´t automatically mean that you´d love him then, so he needs to work hard and prove himself to you! ( Also side note but what would actually happen to the game if Kohaku were to kill one of the other idols? Would the game just crash? Would it be riddled with bugs, almost unplayable? Would all of your cards of that character disappear? So much to consider honestly)

But in all actuality, Kohaku isn´t any more mature than Tsukasa and they will bicker endlessly whether you are or aren´t watching them. When you´re directly looking at them, they´ll do it in less obvious but not really subtle ways. Tsukasa might say a line where he asks you if you would like to drink a cup of tea with him and eat some sweets. And then, without you even tapping on the screen, a new line appears, this time from Kohaku, telling you that the atmosphere at the Suou estate is very stuffy and uncomfortable and that you would have a way better time trying some traditional Japanese sweets with him!

Which then soon turns into a full-blown argument where they´re metaphorically playing tug-of-war with each other, constantly trying to shoot down the other´s attempts at flirting with you or asking you out on a date through the screen, while still trying to one-up each other and impress you. Both are more childish than they would ever admit.

It seems very unlikely that they would share you, they both kind of refuse to hand you over to the other

#yandere self aware au #ensemble stars self aware au #yandere self-aware au #self aware au #yandere self aware ensemble stars au #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #yandere #yandere ensemble stars x reader #yandere rei sakuma x reader #yandere ritsu sakuma x reader #yandere rinne amagi x reader #yandere yuta aoi x reader #yandere hinata aoi x reader #yandere tsukasa suou x reader #yandere kohaku oukawa x reader #gn reader #cw yandere #cw obsession #cw possessiveness #cw jealousy #cw murder #male yandere #yandere x reader #yandere hiiro amagi x reader

[it-was-summer]

Kiss Me Once...Kiss Me Twice (18! Five x Fem!Reader)

Requested: Yes! I’ve been away for so long and college has got me in chokehold so I really hope you all forgive me as I get around to your request! The two of you are 18 in this fic, just to specify)

Plot: Hi! Me again, so soon I know. Hope you won't get annoyed by my requests but its the end of semester and I kinda take anything I can get to keep me sane around this time.I am very partial to Cinderella AUs. I read them, i write them. They're just my favorite thing ever especially with different types of characters that are very different to the Canon.So I was wondering, could you maybe write one with Five and Reader? It doesn't have to be exactly to the movies plot and the characterization would obviously be loyal to the shows. It could be a modern "fits with Canon verse" AU where Five and Reader fall in love and Reader loses something and Five gets it back to her. Or it could be historical/fantasy AU (i would lowkey prefer if you did this one) like the movie where the Hargreeves are royals and Five is a prince who meets Reader and then they fall in love but he has to find her somehow after the ball. I'm not picky at all whichever version you choose as long as it's a general Cinderella AU (with a dash of nosy Hargreeves chaos) and I'm sure you'll do it justice.I may or may not have a couple more requests but I'll only send them in if you're feeling up to them. For now just this is enough and feel free to take your time.Thank you so much in advance! 😊❤️ @oceanspray5​

Word Count: 10,234, I uhhhh went a little crazy, this took up 23 pages in my google docs!

Heads turned in awe, in awe of the beauty, for the crowd had never seen a more handsome couple. Two masks covered their identities, but anyone could look into their eyes and see; see the love they shared for one another. Hands laying over each other as they whisked each other gracefully to the dance floor, their smiles illuminated the room as they danced.

Everyone always talked about that night, talked about how in love they were; your parents. You knew they were in love in a less glamorous way, a less fairytale way. Your father would be walking by the garden, stopping to steal a glance at your mother, as she tended to the garden. You noticed how your mother, even in the worst of moods, always smiled around your father. Their relationship taught you to love and how to be kind, but it also taught you sorrow.

Around age ten is when tragedy struck, your mother had fallen ill one day.  She laid in bed for weeks, chills passing through her constantly, her body growing weaker and weaker with every passing day. At first, your mother didn’t want you to see her condition, she wanted her only daughter to be filled with happiness, but in the end, she let you see her.

Tears distorted your vision as you looked down at her pale figure, missing the glow it had meer months ago. She showed you her best smile, head swimming with things to say, she couldn’t exactly choose her last words for you. Your mother grabbed your hand, pulling you closer. “Darling,” her voice was weak, but still so full of love. “Can you remember something for me?”

Your head nodded instantly, tears shaking loose from your eyes quickly. She gave you another weak smile, finding the energy to let out a laugh. “Good,” her hand slipped for a second, “I want you to remember the golden rules.”

“The golden rules,” you repeated, you knew what they were, there were three.

“Can you tell me the golden rules?”

“Yes,” you held her hand tighter as it slipped down further. “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, have courage, and be kind.” you finished, watching a pained smile grow on your mother’s face. She let out a tiny gasp, trying to breathe through her pain, her hand squeezing yours.

“Good,” she gasped, relaxing a little in the bed. “I want you to remember those rules, even if I’m not here to remind you.”

You felt her grip weaken, your father pulled you away from her as you sobbed, pushing you out of the room quickly as your mother slowly died.

It had been eight years since then, and thankfully your sorrow was replaced with the bittersweet feeling of acceptance. You remembered the rules, you remembered your mother, and you created new memories with your father and the cottage.

The sun was shining brightly onto the cottage, rising above the peaks of the roof carefully, dew dripping off of the grass slowly. It was summer and the world was saying a beautiful ‘hello’. Staring out the narrow stone window, you spotted him, your father. Excitement became you as you moved off of your bed, running around the cottage till you got out the front door, running out to meet him.

Your father halted the horse he was riding, sliding off the seat with a small grunt, a smile decorating his face at the sight of you. You were a young woman, beautiful like your mother, and if he was being honest, it was terrifying to see so much of her in you.  

“Father,” laughter escaped you as he wrapped his arms around you “You’re home early.”

He pulled away, walking over to his saddlebag “Since when is this a problem?” he joked kindly, earning a shrug from you. “I have some news for you,” he pulled an item from his bag and then ushered you inside quickly “My dear, I’ve fallen in love.”

“In love?”

“Yes, she’s a lovely woman, with two lovely daughters and I’m going to marry her.”

“Oh,” you let the initial shock settle over you as you stared up at him “I’m so happy for you, Papa!”

You could see the way his eyes lit up upon hearing your acceptance and yet you felt a tugging sensation in your gut, you were sure it was nerves. They had to be since your father-- the trustworthy man he is-- said that these women were lovely, you were sure that they were just that, lovely.

They were not. Elinor was the youngest and the kinder of the three. She never did anything vile, but she also never did anything to stop their torment. Jane was the eldest daughter, beautiful and deadly-- similar to a belladonna flower-- if looks could kill, you would drop dead. Then there was the Baroness, Constance of Blodwell, a cruel woman. They say that the dearly departed Baron died of natural causes, but you wouldn’t be surprised if she was lying.

When they first arrived Father kissed her hand, bought the sisters imported silks and threw uncharacteristically loud parties. He seemed so happy, so who were you to judge his happiness? If he wanted to buy silks, let him buy silks. If he wanted to throw loud parties, then he shall throw loud parties, and you? You would bite your tongue and smile at him. You could tell him to be safe and that you loved him.

During the day the Baroness would watch you read on the windowsill as she played with her needlepoint, setting it down to say “A young lady shouldn’t read so much, it will fill her head with silly nonsense, confuse her.”

You told her you agreed but found needlework wasn’t your strong suit and she would let out a huff, and that is where the conversation would end for the hour.

It started as small things. The Baroness found your boyish antics disgusting, so you were taught to be more ladylike. Jane would blame you for messing with the piano as she hit broken keys over and over again. Elinor would stare, smile at you, and drink her tea. Your father was away, working harder than ever to provide for his suddenly large family of young women.

~~

It was no secret to the royal family that they were strange. Five was a little convinced every family had some deep-rooted issues. As is tradition, the mages ruled over the kingdom; protecting the people and possessing incredible powers of all kinds.

His siblings, mostly married off to other obscenely powerful families, all possessed powers. Vanya was a late-bloomer, but the musicians helped her powers reach their full potential. He could go down the list, but thinking about the others was somewhat exhausting, but it did let his mind escape elsewhere as he sat in another council meeting with his father.

He was listening, hearing talk of peace and plans for the upcoming fall harvest and other important things. He could feel his father’s eyes on him, on the crown prince, how becoming. Five turned his head, raising an eyebrow at his father as he was greeted with the usual frown, great so he didn’t miss anything.

As men and women bid their farewells, Five was left alone with the servants and King Reginald Hargreeves. “You weren’t listening during today’s meeting,”

“Yes, I was,”

“Don’t lie to me,”

“I was only thinking of the dear siblings and their wellbeing, all good things.”

His father’s frown somehow deepened before he shook his head “Five, you’re crown prince because I made you crown prince, do you know why?”

“It’s fun to make me miserable?”

“It’s because you know how hard it is to have responsibilities, I expect you to be better than them.” And with that, he walks out of the room. Better than them? All of them? It seemed a little bit much for an eighteen-year-old, but he guessed that being a crown prince was all about having the burden of trying to outshine the stars.

~~

It was just before dawn, the sky was turning a beautiful indigo, sleep evading you as you waited outside the cottage. Your father was away once more and was due yesterday, but he never showed. Horrible knots twisted against the walls of your stomach, ruining your appetite. You had a horrible feeling that he wasn’t coming home. That he wasn’t going to come back from London. The knots gave way as you heard the sound of hooves beating against the gravel. You peer through the early morning catching his eyes in a moment of pure bliss. He was okay and you could breathe again.

He was paler than usual, the sick shade of exhaustion mixed with the summer heat. In the sitting room, Jane was fretting over one of her newer dresses that had a gold appliqué on the trim and Elinor was nodding along wordlessly. Father was holding Constance’s hand and her eyes seemed tender for the first time in months.

You were sitting there, watching them with a smile. Constance was no mother to you, nor was she a friend but she seemed to love your father, or at least care about him deeply.

He spent the next week recovering, to which he seemed well enough by the end of the week and then he was off again. The whole family stood outside in the early morning, Constance whispering something in your father’s ear, earning her a smile before he turned to you with open arms. “You shouldn’t be working, you’re still sick.” You muttered into his shoulder with a frown.

“I know, but this job is big and I can’t afford to pass it by,”

“Will I see you next week?”

“Yes,”

“Okay,” you said, pulling away reluctantly from his embrace. You watched as he straddled his saddle and smiled up at him as he started to make his way out. Your eyes didn’t leave him, and maybe that’s why you were the first to scream when you saw him fall off. “Papa!”

Your legs moved on their own, running out to him, being followed closely behind by Constance as she screamed his name in sobs, and just like that he was gone. You watched as they lowered his body into the ground, dressed in black from head to toe in the middle of a July afternoon.

~~

Five didn’t enjoy getting in trouble, because if he could just stop himself from getting caught he wouldn’t be in trouble. Sure, with a flash of blue he could be out of the room or out of the palace, but eventually, he would come back. He was the crown prince after all and with no money on the run, where would he go? He would be recognized immediately and in the end, it would all be useless. So here he was, getting yelled at by his father again.

After an hour-long lecture from his father he was left alone once again and against his better judgment, as soon as he was left alone, he left the palace again. Blue flashes lit up the woods for a second and then they were gone and Five was standing in the middle of a quiet forest. He didn’t like to leave the palace to visit brothels or to go into town to see how the commonwealth lived, he just wanted some time alone.

From the moment he woke up it was Five this or Five that, meetings, classes, or lectures. He just needed a break from it all, he needed a break from the responsibilities, no matter the repercussions.

Five drew in a deep breath, smiling as the smell of fresh pine and earth filled his senses. The sounds of a nearby creek drew his attention, his feet following the sound till he stood at the bank. The child in him was eager to jump in and splash about, most likely getting his clothes absolutely soaked in the process, but the adult inside of him screamed that it was a bad idea. Instead, he simply sat on the loose gravel near the bank and watched as the water rushed by at a slow pace.

~~

It had been a little over a month since your father passed, and what a hard month it had been. The baroness had you change rooms, moving you into the cold, dusty, damp, dark attic. When it rained little drops of water would splash on your brows and leave you awake for hours on end.

A humble voice deep inside whispered ‘you should be grateful’ and the fire that raged right next to it roared to fight back, so you simply did nothing. You were obedient, calm in every scenario. If she wanted you to scrub the floors, you scrubbed. There wasn’t a day that went by where she wasn’t asking you to do something.

So you couldn’t comprehend why you were sneaking out like this, in a clean dress and basket filled to the brim with cheese, bread, and fruits. You were supposed to be good, good for your mother, and good for your father. Well, that woman wasn’t your mother anyway so what was the point?

Your pace slowed as you thought about the consequences. Would she throw you out? She was the lady of the house, she had all the power. You were of age, but with no marriage, no prospects, and no money, what good would being homeless do? You turned your head back towards the cottage for a second before you set off towards the creek. This was just a short break after all.

You didn’t initially see him until your feet were already in the water, and the hem of the dress was considerably soaked. His eyes grew wide at the sight of you, his mouth moving in a thousand different shapes before he finally got some words out from those pretty lips, “Who are you?”

“I’m,” you paused, you didn’t know this man, was it smart to give him your name? “I’m Ella!” You practically shouted back in response, earning a small wince from the boy in front of you.

“What are you doing here?” he hissed, his eyes glancing down at your feet before quickly darting back up to meet yours.

“Do you own the river?”

“Well,” he trailed off, chewing on his bottom lip with worry.

“Well?”

“Well, no.”

“Perfect, then I am soaking my feet.”

“Why?”

You laughed gently and kicked up some water at him, “Because it’s fun.” you replied softly, stepping away from him quickly. “Why are you here?”

“Why are you asking?” he challenged, jumping as a few drops of water hit his pants.

“You asked me.”

“Oh, right,” he said, eyeing the basket in your hands, feeling his mouth water as a small slice of cheese peaked through the cloth atop of the basket. “Well, I suppose I’m just here for fun. The same as you.”

“Right,” you replied with a gentle chuckle as you stepped out of the creek, a pleasant breeze moved through your hair as you looked back over towards the boy. “The thing is, you don’t look like you’re having a lot of fun.”

His eyebrows rose in surprise before coming together in a judgemental glare, “And how would you know if I’m having fun?”

You eyed him up and down with a playful smirk at your lips, “You have the face of someone who lights up when they’re truly enjoying themselves.”

His face relaxed at that and a small smile stretched across his face gracefully, small butterflies ate away at your insides when you saw that smile. You should’ve known then. “So,” you quickly interrupted the moment “Do you have a name, or are you a nameless spirit?”

“I have a name!”

“Wonderful, mind if I learn it?”

His eyes searched the waters, earning a smile from you as you realized he was probably going to do the same thing as you did. “It’s Phillip,” he lied lamely, his body betrayed him, almost yelling at him for telling the lie, but you still accepted it.

“Lovely, are you hungry?”

Five was playing with the ends of the blanket beneath him, wondering silently how he ended up here, sitting next to a pretty girl as you talked about what you liked most about the Summertime. He smiled hearing your laugh, a sweet melody that made the world just a little brighter.

He watched you as you pulled a small piece of bread off of the loaf, finding himself watching as you popped it into your mouth, eyes catching on your lips for a second before he ripped them away.

Five felt his knees go weak at a romantic thought, he wasn’t supposed to have romantic thoughts, he didn’t have a romantic bone in his body. Well, he never thought romance could be on the table, not like this. He knew that he was setting himself up for failure by having feelings for you, and he wouldn’t dare call them that, he was just feeling… infatuation, yes!

It was infatuation, of course! The kind of thing that makes princes fall to commoner and the thing that made kings go to war, but Five wasn’t going to be a tragic tale. However, what was the harm in indulging in a small little crush?

“Phillip?” The fake name made his head turn.

“Yes, Ella?”

“Did you hear what I said?”

“I, uh, no.”

“I was saying that we should be friends,” you explained with a nervous smile, Five couldn’t stop the smile growing on his face.

“Friends?”

“I mean if you don’t want to, I understand!”

“No,” he all but yelled, clearing his throat quickly as he shook his head, “No, I would love to be your friend.”

“Really?”

“Yes,” he said, placing a hand over yours, trying to ignore the electricity that was tingling at his fingertips.

“Oh,” you looked at your hands and let out another nervous laugh, a lump rising into your throat as you let out a strangled “Lovely.”

“Yes, lovely,” he repeated as your eyes met his for a moment. Five didn’t feel like himself for a moment, it was as if he was watching the scene unfold from across the creek. Your eyes were wide and were glued to his as you opened your mouth quickly to speak, to say anything.

Against his will, he slowly moved his hand away from yours, missing the heat instantly as he stood up slowly, brushing himself off. “I should be getting back,” he muttered.

You heard yourself say something along the lines of ‘yes’ and ‘of course’ as he walked away, throwing a small smile over his shoulder before he disappeared into the bush.

~~

Five’s heart was racing when he blimped back into his room, the teleportation never took a toll on him, he was fine, so why was he finding it so hard to breathe? It was a terrible feeling of restlessness that consumed him as soon as he calmed down.

He wanted to go out. He wanted to walk by the creek. He wanted to see you again, god he burned to see you again. He flexed his hand gently, trying to ignore the sensation that lingered against his palm.

He was pacing now, thinking, muttering, and sighing heavily. He was apathetic, for the most part snarky, but overall very solid. He didn’t need people prying into how he was feeling and he didn’t want to explain his feelings to people, but today might be the first day that his hard exterior is experiencing a little crack.

He jumped hearing a knock on his door, “His Majesty wishes to see you,” there was a pause “Now.”

Right, right, right, his father would never approve of anything as frivolous as his feelings. “Be right there,” he called back to the servant at the door as he stole a look in the mirror, looking for evidence that would place him in the woods. Evidence that would point to you. Once he was clear he set out for the throne room.

“Five,” his father said, a foreign smile making an appearance, “I have something to tell you.”

Five stepped forward, the giddiness that he had in his room leaving him as he got closer. He didn’t like that face, that smile on his twisted father’s face. It never meant anything good, all signs pointed to doom. “You’re going to get married.”

“Pardon me?”

“Well, you’re not getting married right now, but there is going to be a masquerade ball. You’ll be able to choose your bride, of course. She’ll need to be special to be able to handle you, of course.”

“Of course, and how am I going to find her? Dance with every maiden in the kingdom?”

“How wonderful, you already have a plan! We shall send invitations out to every maiden in the kingdom!”

With that he left the room, leaving Five buzzing with questions and anxiety as he stared at the throne silently. He was trained to be king, he did well in all of his classes, he was well educated, but the thought of having a queen was terrifying. It all seemed to be moving too fast.

The only silver lining was the hope that you would be there in the ballroom, A friend, an ally, maybe? Then a small voice seemed to whisper, to hope, a queen.

~~

Your feet were sore, horribly sore. Yesterday, the baroness noticed your absence and has since then forced you to clean the kitchen, spilling lentils and flour purposefully as she came by to check up on your progress. Eventually, it was done, but now you hurt. Elinor offered you biscuits in the morning but you felt too nauseated to stomach anything.

The only things on your mind were your pain and Phillip, or rather your mystery man by the creek. You caught yourself zoning out, thinking about him, wishing to see him, to visit him. You wondered if he was waiting for you by the creek. You hoped he would come back despite your absence, you hoped he would touch your hand again and you hoped his eyes would linger on your lips for a minute too long.

Hoping was the only thing that was draining out Constance’s shirl voice as she yelled at some of the servants, going on about how there was dust on a frame somewhere and how unseemly dirt was. The first thing she told you when you had come back from the creek was that you were dirty, then she proceeded to lecture you on how cleanliness was close to godliness. A proper lady must never be dirty.

You jumped in surprise hearing a distinct rapping against the front door, for a second you hoped it was Phillip as you went to answer it. “Invitations to the ladies of the house, The Baroness Constance of Blodwell and her three daughters, Jane, Elinor, and…”

“I just have two daughters, sir.” The baroness cut him off as he handed her the four invitations, with a shocked look on his face. You looked over at her, wondering when she had paused her lecture to greet the gentleman at the door. You watched as she read the invitations with hungry eyes, gasping sharply as she pulled a hand over her chest. “Oh, oh,”

“What is it? What are the invitations for?” Jane demanded quickly, bouncing on the soles of her feet like a child next to her mother, an act she would be reprimanded for later.

“It’s for a royal ball, for the crown prince. He’s choosing a bride!” Constance said with glee, handing two invitations to her daughter, your’s still residing in her hand as she shut the door on the messenger boy.

“A bride!” Jane parroted the word with a squeal, while you disliked her it was wonderful to see her so overjoyed. A sudden thought entered your brain, Phillip could be at the ball, it was for the whole kingdom, maybe he had a sister or he would be invited!

“Does Y/N have an invitation too, mother?” Elinor asked, looking up from her’s with an endearing smile. You wished she hadn’t asked, you could tell what was coming next. Constance frowned as she looked at your invitation, your name is written in the same ink that her daughters were written in. She considered it for a moment before tearing the invitation to shreds.

A quiet scream caught in your throat as you reached out to stop her, “Don’t touch me, girl!” she screamed at you as the paper fell to the ground. “You’re barely my daughter, after all, you get along better with the servants, so you will be treated like one!”

“But, I…”

“Did I say you could speak about the matter? No, now we need to make preparations for the ball tonight!” she burst at the seams with a variety of emotions, settling on hope. Hoping that one of her daughters would win the Prince’s heart and become queen.

You were still her daughter, she was all you had. You knew that she would never be your mother nor would she be your father, but she was something. She was the last thing you had, the last connection. “How can you be so cruel?” you felt the words spill out as she turned to look down at you.

“I’m not cruel, I’m saving you from rejection, my dear,” she said, reaching out her hand to graze your cheek. “Clean.” she looked down at the parchment on the ground with a smile before she was walking away.

Jane had a purple dress decorated with gold appliqué, muttering about how she was going as a masked royal because she was sure she would soon be one anyway, while Elinor had a pale blue dress with white appliqué, and Constance was wearing red, and you were wearing rags. They had come and gone, leaving you to cry with the shredded parchment in the attic.

A soft knocking forced you to dry your eyes quickly, “Come in,” you stood up from your bed when the head maid, Elizabeth, entered.

“Hello,”

“Hello,”

“I, well, we have something for you,” she said, a giddy smile from her made your heart squeeze with joy. She motioned behind her and up came more maids, holding a white and gold gown, the material looked soft to touch and elegant. Another maid produced a matching gold and cream mask, the more you looked at it you realized it was a swan, or rather it was a mask for a swan.  It looked eerily familiar, but you couldn’t place your finger on it.

“Oh, oh my,” you cried as you reached out to touch the hem, “It’s beautiful,” you whispered as they looked at you. You could see a pair of shoes in one of their hands, you turned to Elizabeth quickly. “I won’t make it there in time!”

“My dear, do you think we would make you walk? I asked Henry, my husband, to bring a carriage. You need not worry, we have everything for you.”

You felt small tears of joy prick at your eyes “Thank you, thank you.” you repeated quickly as the women surrounded you and helped you get ready for the ball.

~~

Five was staring at himself in the mirror with a frown on his face, the cream color of his coat didn’t suit him, and this collar, disgustingly baby blue was choking him slowly. The bottom of his coat had a small trim of blue as well, and at a closer glance, he could see that his coat had a light gold detail, the royal insignia, and other symbols decorating it beautifully. It just wasn’t for him. In all honesty, it fit him quite well, the occasion just wasn’t to his liking. He didn’t like the idea of walking around with a bunch of masked strangers who were either trying to marry him or trying to make him marry their child.

Nonetheless, at this point fighting with his father would be useless. The damage had been done, people were arriving and he was expected to smile and dance. Five burned his gaze into the mirror, moving a hand up to his hair and messed with its carefully styled beauty before he turned on his heel and headed out towards the ballroom.

~~

With the help of the maids, you were quickly dressed and adorned with white jewels on your neck and ears. The mirror looked like a mirage as you stared yourself down, nothing seemed real. It was already a splendid dream and as you stepped into the carriage the dream began to blend with reality.

Having arrived only a quarter late to the ball, slipping in was easy, it was the stares that made it difficult to calm down. Every step, every sound you made, caused people’s heads to turn as if they were waiting for you. You were excited to be at the ball, but now it was a matter of finding a purpose. Did you only want to come to be included? It had to be because with all these eyes staring you down you wanted nothing more than to turn around and go home.

You took in a gentle breath and closed your eyes, thinking about how Elizabeth told you to have fun and how she whispered how beautiful you looked. Finding solace in the memory, you joined the outer circle of the dance floor, watching as a woman dressed as a peacock spun about the dance floor.

A smile crept its way onto your lips as you watched them, something about the way she laughed as she twirled made you giddy. It was as if the atmosphere had completely changed because of the woman's dazzling smile, a smile that made the world smile back at her.

The man, however, had a strange sense of familiarity to him. Something about the broadness of his shoulders, the brunette color of his hair, and the way his smile never seemed to stay too long on his face all seemed familiar to you. ‘That must be the crown prince’ you thought with a tiny nod, it had to be because this was his ball after all and he was looking for a bride.

The violins soon disappeared, followed by the horns, till the only sound to be heard was the sounds of people clapping as the two split apart. You moved to find a drink, or perhaps a corner in which you could cling to and avoid getting seen. Your feet had other ideas as you stepped on the long hem of your dress, flying towards the ground.

You squeezed your eyes tight waiting for the floor to make contact, but with a muted flash of blue, you felt arms hold you up instead. You peeked one eye open, opening both in surprise to see the golden mask of the crown prince inches from your face. “I’m so sorry, sir.” You gasped as you used his shoulders to stabilize yourself quickly, having the intention to get as far away from him as possible, as soon as he let you go.

His lips opened for a moment before he closed them and swallowed hard. If you didn’t know any better you would say that he seemed just as surprised as you were. Which was a ridiculous idea to even venture, so you pushed it to the back of your mind as fast as possible. “Sir,” you stuttered softly, “Your royal highness, sir, you’re still holding my waist.”

“Oh,” he muttered gently, grip not releasing for a moment before he let out a gasp and exclaimed another “Oh!” as he let go of your waist quickly. You smiled at him, reaching up to adjust your mask swiftly before the prince was holding a hand towards you. You looked at his hand for a second too long, about to question him before he asked “Will you dance with me?”

“Oh,” you whispered as you laid your hand on top of his “I’m not that good, sir.”

“That’s fine,” he said as he led you to the middle of the floor “I’ll lead, all you have to do is follow.”

“Right, follow,” you repeated as the violins began to play a sweet and delicate melody. Your head turned down to watch the Prince’s feet, dreading the idea of stepping on the foot of the future monarch. You heard a laugh as you danced with your head down and before you knew it a gentle hand was moving your chin up.

“You’re supposed to look up,” he laughed again and you could feel your cheeks flush beneath your mask. He stole a glance at the other couples joining the two of you on the dance floor, surrounded the two of you pleasantly, and then he looked into your eyes again. “Spin for me,” he told you and you followed his orders quickly.

When the two of you were face to face again, you gasped quickly as he dipped you with the rest of the crowd of dancers, your hands holding onto his shoulders tight as you felt your loose hair graze the floor. “Relax,” he laughed as the two of you danced “What’s your name?”

You peeked at the floor, looking for his shoes for a second before he cleared his throat gently to give you the silent message to look up. “Well, I’m not supposed to be here,” you let out a nervous chuckle “So, I’m not sure I should tell you my name.”

“You’re not supposed to be here? My father sent you an invitation, didn't he? Isn't that enough to prove that you deserve to be here tonight?”

“I suppose, sir, but my family wished for me to stay at home.”

“So why did you come?”

You faltered for a moment, letting out a slow sigh “I came because I wanted to be included, I suppose. I wanted to experience something for once,” you looked up at him with a sad smile “I just wanted to have fun.”

The prince let out a pleasant hum, reminding you of someone that you had yet to spot amongst the crowd. You gasped as you tapped on his shoulder with excitement “I’m looking for a friend,” you chattered about quickly “His name is Philip, do you know him by any chance?”

The prince’s eyes became wide for a second, staring at you with a shocked expression. You didn’t know if you said something offensive or crude, but his dancing pace slowed as his breathing became quick. “Your majesty, are you alright?” you asked as the two of you slowed to a stop as couples danced around the two of you.

“Ella?” he whispered, his hand squeezing yours tight. Hearing him say that name made everything click for you and then the dance floor began to spin. You struggled to release your hand from his. Philip was the crown prince, and you were dancing with him and you had been so casual with him, that was worth some kind of punishment. You inhaled sharply as his grip became tighter around your waist, stopping all your struggling before you stared up into his eyes, waiting for him to speak.

But, he said nothing. He just stared down at you, staring into your eyes as you stayed in his arms breathless. “Philip, dance,” you said quickly as some of the other couple’s started to stop and stare at the two of you and with that, he started moving again.

Your senses were heightened now, your anxiety playing a role in the dance as you felt his hand squeeze your side nervously and how his fingers itched to be intertwined with yours. He swallowed nervously as the two of you danced to the swelling violins, “Please don’t call me Philip,” he whispered in a meek tone “It’s Five,”

You bit back a snarky comment and nodded slowly “Right,”

“Ella, listen,”

“It’s okay,” you cut him off. “I lied too, that, and you look at your feet when you’re lying.”

Five smiled at that before letting out a strained breath, “I can’t trust that, liar.” he teased as he let go of your hand to move a strand of hair out from your face. The violins were slowing down now, but you weren’t ready yet, you found a new purpose and you didn’t want to leave him just yet. Just a little longer, a voice inside of you screamed, you just needed more time.

“Is there any way we can go somewhere else?” you asked in a hushed voice as you bowed into a curtsey.

“Meet me in the garden,”

“How are you going to find a way out?”

“By causing a scene, of course,” he grinned as you took a few steps back before turning around and heading for the garden.

Cause a scene he did, he walked over to his father, spilled red wine down the front of his shirt before knocking over a candelabra in the process, almost setting a tablecloth on fire. Earning just enough commotion to cause a crowd that would swarm his father, and then he was on his way out.

You were sitting on the edge of a fountain, the lavish lights from inside illuminated the water, vines gripped its base and crept up the sides, and having seen you sitting on its edge, Five swore that you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

When you heard his footsteps get closer, your head snapped away from the shining waters and towards him. You hesitated for a second before you graced him with a kind smile, reaching up slowly to pull down your mask. He knew what you looked like, and no one was around to tell your stepmother that you were here.

Five started a second too long before he started to scramble to take off his mask, laughter built up in your throat and released at a pleasant volume. The two of you stared at each other in comfortable silence for a few seconds before Five cleared his throat. “You look lovely this evening,”

“Well, I did want to look nice for a prince.” you teased in a tone that made Five’s insides turn into honey. You covered your mouth in a poor attempt to hide your growing grin as you watched his eyes grow wide and cheeks turn a light shade of pink.

“Right,” he stuttered out as he sat a safe distance from you on the cement edge of the fountain. He suddenly couldn’t think of anything to say. Did he say that he’s been thinking about you since yesterday? Did he tell you that this feeling was new to him? Did that sound like a confession? That most definitely sounded like a confession.

“You look,” you paused, tilting your head to the side to get a better look at him “Stressed,”

“What? No, no, no,” his eyes looked towards the night sky, his head falling back as he let out a sigh “When I was told that I would be choosing a bride tonight I never thought I would be able to see you again, and yet, here you are,” his head fell back down to earth to look at you “And you just look so lovely and I just think I’m a little overwhelmed.”

You felt your cheeks heat up, knees going weak as you crossed your legs silently. Sure, he had already complimented you once, but when it sounded so sincere, and when he was looking at you like that how could you not blush? “You look rather dashing yourself,” you beamed at him, taking pride in the fact that he was smiling over at you.

“Why thank you, now may I tell you a secret?” Five whispered as he leaned towards you. Your heartbeat raced as you leaned towards him, nodding ‘yes’ quickly. “I just had the most horrid dance partner,” he whispered out with a grin.

You gasped quickly, swatting at his arm as you laughed, “I was not horrid,” you laughed, swaying gently with your laughter, getting dangerously close to falling into the fountain as you giggled. Five reached up to steady you as he laughed with you, his hands on your shoulders sliding down to meet yours and then he let them stay there as the laughter died down.

“Can I ask something of you?” he whispered as he leaned forward.

Your heart leapt dangerously in your chest, knowing how dangerous saying a simple ‘yes’ could be, but you still nodded slowly and said “Yes,”

“I know that we just met and this is completely irrational, but I just light on fire when I’m near you,” he gasped out, hands gripping yours tighter with anxiety. You gave his hands a tiny squeeze and gave him a sinfully gorgeous smile. “I wanted to know if I could,” he trailed off, thumbs tapping against yours nervously.

“Yes?” you urged him gently, fighting back a giddy giggle as he tapped his thumbs against yours, it was nice to see him so nervous, or rather, it was endearing to see him like this.

“I was wondering if it would be okay if I kissed you?”

You felt yourself falter, all alarms in your head screaming something important but they were quickly muffled by something more intense, a giddy haze washing over you. You knew that it would be disastrous to kiss him, if someone saw you two in the middle of the garden they would have a fit, they would exclaim that the prince had found a princess. It wasn’t a good idea, kissing him, but everything in your body burned to kiss him. “You can kiss me,” you replied in a rather confident voice that you didn’t seem to recognize.

He leaned in, a mere inches away from your face, a shaking hand reached up to hold the left side of your cheek as the other held your hand tight. “Are you sure?”

“You’re leaning in aren’t you?”

“Right, well, if you don’t want to,”

“Five,”

“Yes?”

“Kiss me, please,”

“Okay,” he squeaked as he closed his eyes and closed the gap between the two of you, a gentle kiss hitting your lips. You kissed back slowly, eyes fluttering closed as you reached up your free hand to grab hold of the wrist that was cradling your face. You felt the gentleness of the kiss transform into something deeper, lips pushing against yours with a sudden fire.

You were about to kiss him back with the same burning passion as he pulled away, almost as if he surprised himself. “I’m sorry,”

“It’s okay,”

“I just got a little carried away,” he muttered sweetly, whenever he spoke his lips would brush against yours in an intoxicating way. So intoxicating it made your mind fuzzy. You smiled sweetly, a sudden feeling of peace washing over you as the two of you stayed this way for a minute or two.

After many soft caresses against your face and small jokes made inches apart, the two of you pulled away from each other with wide smiles.

“You did get quite carried away,” a voice echoed into the garden. Five jumped away from you at an alarming speed, standing up at the sound of his father’s voice from across the garden. “You’re just lucky that no one can see this little display,”

He seemed surprisingly at ease with this, he didn’t look mad, or disappointed, just slightly amused. “I’m glad you at least found a bride,”

“Bride?” you croaked back, anxiety settling in as you stared up at Five.

“Father, we haven’t discussed that,”

“Well, I sure hope you do, in the meantime I shall go inside and announce the news.” Reginald turned on his heel and headed back towards the ballroom. Five felt his feet stutter, he wanted to run after his father but the sound of your voice made him stop to look over at you.

“I can’t be queen,”

“Ella,” he rushed to your side in a panic. You looked up at him with sharp eyes, chest heaving up and down at a rapid pace as you tried your hardest to calm down.

“My name isn’t even Ella!” you yelled in response to the name, standing up to pace in front of him, absentmindedly chewing on your fingernails as you tried to think. Think about how anyone could view you as capable of being queen. It was impossible, that just wasn’t reality.

“Just calm down, we can talk about this,”  Five grabbed your hands, pulling them down from your face and holding them in his own.

You shuddered at his touch and if you weren’t panicking you were sure you’d be relishing in the way his hands felt so soft. Five’s hands moved to cup your face, those soft hands brushed sweet circles on your cheeks. Those sweet movements made your legs turn to jelly, forcing you to let out a slow breath. “Five, I can’t, in good conscience, be queen.”

“Why not?” Five questioned, surprising himself at his words. He didn’t even think about it before he said it. He felt stupid all of a sudden, the silence only confirming his fears, his heart dropped into his stomach as he stared into your eyes. He didn’t know how to read you.

You felt your bottom lip quiver, you didn’t want to cry in front of him. “Five, you don’t even know my real name.”

“Then tell me it, tell me everything about you, I’ve never felt like this before.” He was speaking from the heart for once in his life and he didn’t want to stop. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise that his father had been there to ruin their romantic evening, but all he knew was that if he could feel like this for the rest of his life, he would be happy. It was a foreign concept for someone like him and his siblings, oh his siblings would love you, god he wanted you to be with him so bad it hurt.

You shook your head slowly as you pulled his hands away from your face and let them drop sadly. “I can’t, it’s not right.”

Not right? Five let those words roll around in his brain, staring dumbly at you as tears glistened in your eyes. Why were you crying? Then you turned and ran from him, it took him a second to follow you, still recovering from your words. He didn’t have time to wonder or time to pity himself, he had to catch up to you. He had to find you, but by the time he made it to the steps of the palace you were getting into a carriage and he knew he wouldn’t be able to catch you in time.

“You know you could just teleport,” Reginald said from the top of the steps.

“What’s the use if she doesn’t want me?”

“I know I’m not the most affectionate,” he paused, eyes landing on a shoe near the bottom of the steps “In fact, I’m not a very loving father at all, but I know what love is. I loved your mother and I love you and your siblings. I know you can’t see it but I do, so trust me when I tell you this,” He placed a hand on Five’s shoulder slowly, “Don’t let her go.”

~~

You were busy stuffing the dress, mask, and a single shoe into a chest. You had cried on the carriage ride home and only stopped when you finally felt a little numb. That numb feeling was replaced by fear as soon as you heard the booming voices of your step-siblings enter the house. Sleep, you could pretend to be asleep, it was as easy as that!

Elinor knocked on the open attic door the next morning, a sad look on her face as you stirred. She always did look a little sad, but today it seemed more prominent. A tiny part of you wished that she won Five’s heart instead of you. You groaned at the memory, holding back tears as you stared at her. “What’s wrong?”

“She’s worse than usual today,” was all she said before she was walking down the staircase with a frown.

You got dressed into your regular simple, stained covered dress and you felt calmer. This is where you belonged, you weren’t trained for petticoats and embroidered gowns, you were living as a maid. You didn’t want to imagine the stress of being a queen, and yet a part of you yearned for Five. Not for his status or the riches, just for him and his smile, his laugh.

The baroness frowned at you as you entered the sitting room, Elinor and Jane, at her side with their needle-points in hand. “The girls had a horrid night,”

“I’m so sorry to hear that, Baroness.”

“I’m sure you are,” she snapped, earning a small jump from you. She held up the swan mask with a vicious glare “You did ruin it didn’t you?”

Panic was an emotion you were getting used to as you stared at the mask, there were two options. You could lie, say it isn’t yours, say it was a simple coincidence, or just tell her the truth. “I don’t regret it,” you smiled back, confidence wavering as she stood. If you could earn a proposal from a prince you could handle your stepmother, it was arrogant but it felt right.

“You will, I’ll make sure of it,” she promised as she stood in front of you, her hand raised in an almost dramatic way, flying down to deliver a blow to your cheek. You squeezed your eyes shut, waiting for the strike to hit, but it never came. Your eyes opened to take a peek at your savior, Elinor, standing in front of you with her mother’s hand inches away from her face.

“My night wasn’t ruined,” she said softly as she looked up at her mother. She swatted her mother’s hand away quickly, speaking in a bold tone suddenly. “Believe it or not, people don’t care for you. They care for your regality, but once they know you, they stop caring.”

Constance felt her eyes widen, mouth opening as her youngest daughter shushed her sharply, “The crown prince is going to come looking for her, you know that, Jane knows that, and I know that. So let him come and marry her.” she finished, pushing past her mother to sit back down next to Jane with a smile. You fought back tears of gratitude as you looked over at her before you turned back to Constance.

“I don’t understand how marrying the prince would be a bad thing. He asked me to and I said no because of you, because of how you made me feel, but,” you swallowed, looking down at your dirty clothes “He chose me.”

“Maybe he just wants another maid, but I will let you see him when he comes, and if he still wants you then be grateful.”

~~

His father had written to his siblings and so they were here. All of them. He loved his siblings, truly, they were just annoying, very, very annoying. Vanya was secretly his favorite, although he’d never tell her that. Klaus was discussing his husband, Dave, with a very annoyed Ben who just kept nodding and going ‘uh-huh’ and Allison was talking to Luther about her daughter. This is how it usually was, they all seemed to ignore the reason they were brought here and just went off into their own worlds. Five only had the attention of Diego and Vanya thus far, funnily enough, they were polar opposites and yet they both seemed so annoyed. “Hey!” Diego spoke up, snapping his head in the direction of his siblings “Can we all focus?”

“Focus on Five having a hard-on for a commoner?”

“Luther, I have a hard-on for a commoner.”

“Klaus, please stop talking about Dave,”

“Can we not call it that, please?” Five whimpered, stuffing his face into his hands, trying to rub away his on-coming headache.

“Dad said he caught the two of you kissing in the garden,” Klaus said, talking as if it was the most scandalous piece of news he had heard all week. “The ghosts of the palace say it was pretty steamy, three cheers for Five!”

“Please, focus.” Five begged his siblings as they laughed. “I just need you all to focus,”

Five waited for all eyes to be on him again before he continued “I propose and she ran off,”

“With your attitude, I would run away too,” Diego joked, playing with a small dagger.

“That’s not the point!” Five snipped, rubbing his temples harder before he let his hands drop with a defeated sigh. “I need to find her, I need to ask her again.”

“Why don’t you just ask someone else?” Luther questioned.

“Luther,” Allison said sharply “If someone told you to find a new wife, would you just simply ask someone else?”

“Well, no, but they kissed. It’s not like Five’s in love with her, right?” He turned his head towards Five, whose cheeks were turning a teasable color of pink.

“Well, I…” he trailed off, clearing his throat quickly to cover up for his embarrassment.

“Oh, he’s falling in love with her,” Klaus said, clapping his hands together with excitement. He mustered up his best, posh accent and said “Charles, let’s have a royal wedding, for the youngest please.” That’s when everyone started talking at once. Five heard some sentences like, ‘oh, I bet she’s beautiful’ or ‘do you think she can handle Five’ and so on.

He cleared his throat again, getting his siblings attention “I need us to split up,” and thus a plan was put into place; Vanya would be searching the inner city with Allison, Luther and Diego would be searching the farmlands, and Ben, Klaus and himself would be searching the grounds near the creek. He assumed you lived near there, but he wasn’t going to take any chances so there wasn’t going to be any stoned left unturned till he found you.

~~

Elinor, Jane, and Constance have long since gone to different parts of the cottage, but you stayed in the sitting room. You had changed to your best dress, one that was crisp and free of anything unseemly and shined the pretty shade of pink, but after that, you were glued to the sitting room. You had tried to read, but your mind was far too cluttered for any books at the moment, so you sat and thought about your mother and father. You thought about love and how they loved each other, trying your best to remember every beautiful detail possible.

Elizabeth broke your concentration when she came running into the sitting room. “Miss Y/N! The crown prince, he’s coming! Oh dear, he’s coming to you with his brothers! Oh, miss, I’m so happy for you.”

“He’s coming here, now.” you gasped, standing up quickly.

“Do you not want him to come, miss?”

“No! No, I do, I’m just,” you paused, hands shaking “Well, I’m scared.”

“He’ll love you, dear,” She beamed, moving to wrap you into a tight hug as a knock was sounded at the door. Elizabeth was off of you within seconds and scurried to the door with a laugh, she looked back at you for a second, waiting for you to give her the okay. You nodded quickly as you flattened out your dress, trying your best to look presentable.

You stood in the sitting room, staring at the door. You felt strange for not opening the door yourself and you felt guilty that you ran away. You should have said yes, you should have agreed to be with him last night. You felt your fingers twitch as panicked thoughts ran through your head at a thrilling speed. Elizabeth opened the door to let them in.

He was dressed differently now, he looked similar to how he looked when the two of you first met, and yet, he looked so different. He was still wearing a formal-looking suit, blues and gold decorated him handsomely and you could feel your heartbeat pounding inside your chest.  His eyes were soft, seeming more desperate and vulnerable than ever. As soon as he spotted you his feet stopped.

Two men followed him in, standing behind him with smiles. One was rather tall with long hair, fashionably dressed, and had the wider smile of the two. The other seemed just as happy but calmer, dressed in more formal attire. The sitting room was filled with silence before the taller man’s voice cut through, “So, you’re the little lady who danced about the ballroom with Five.”

“Klaus,” the other man said in a disappointed tone, his smile dropping as he stared at him. Then the silence continued. Five was looking for something to say, he wanted to say so many things before, but now he couldn’t get the words out. “Maybe we should go outside,” Ben muttered as he took note of the silence, pushing his brother out the door quickly, leaving you and Five alone.

“The suns going down,” Five blurted out quickly as his chest squeezed with anxiety.

“It took you all day to find me,” you joked as you took a step towards him.

Five smiled at you before turning his head down to look at his hands, fidgeting quietly. “I was waiting for my siblings,”

“They’re lovely,”

“Only you would say that.”

“And how would you know that?”

“Because you’re good,” he paused, lifting his head to meet your surprised gaze. “You’re good for me and you’re kind and unbearably naive. I mean who forgets her shoe on the steps of the palace. How childish, truly,” he laughed as he watched your face flush red.

“I would rather you call me something sweet instead of teasing me,”

“I would rather call you by your name.”

“It’s Y/N,” you responded sheepishly, giving Five an unsure smile as he echoed your name back to feel it on his lips. You watched as he blossomed into a large smile and nodded a little. You tilted your head to the side, laughing as you watched him mutter to himself with fascination, “What?”

“I think my last name fits perfectly at the end of that, what do you think?” He was teasing you, surely, he wasn’t doing this here, now? You felt your mouth go dry, butterflies hitting the walls on your stomach as you reached down to hold onto something. Five’s demeanor changed quickly upon seeing you sway, “No, wait, wait, I’m sorry!”

He was hovering over you nervously as you sat on the edge of a chair, his hands nervously finding your face. His thumbs rubbed soothing circles on them as you stared up at him. “You can’t joke like that, not if you don’t mean it.”

“If I don’t mean it?”

You stuttered for a short minute, mouth opening and closing like the mouth of a fish as he looked down at you. You swallowed sharply, stood up, and looked over at Five, “Then do it right, if you mean it, that is to say, propose to me properly.”

“Properly? You know I’m a prince, I was born to be proper.” He was joking at a time like this, earning a gentle frown from you before he was taking your hands in his in one swift movement. “Properly,” he repeated one last time, earning a nervous nod from you in the process.

“Growing up I never really had much optimism in my life, I was born with extraordinary abilities and yet my life was seemingly boring. I always felt as if I was missing something important, missing something that made life meaningful. I had books, royal duties, and standards. I had the makings of a good prince, indeed, but I think I was missing you. You have shown me colors I can’t see with anyone else. I can’t promise to be the best for you or to be the most earnest, or to be the most amiable, but I can promise to love you. So if you’ll have me, will you do me the honor of marrying me?” He finished his speech, moving to the ground to be on one knee, trying to catch his breath. He felt you squeeze his hands tight before pulling him up into a tight hug, kissing his cheek quickly.

“Of course, I will,” you whispered in his ear sweetly, pulling back from him with a smile. Five stood there, panting lightly as you were inches from his face before he let out an excruciating long sigh.

“Oh, thank god.” he released before he leaned in to kiss you firmly on the lips. You tripped over yourself to kiss him back with the same passion, smiling against his lips as you held onto him. Five was beaming, kissing you all over your face as he laughed. You felt laughter spill out of you quickly, swatting him away playfully and then you knew that as long as you had him next to you, you would be fine and the two of you would live happily ever after indeed.

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Isekai Modern AU

Here's my concept for a Isekai Quartet modern alternative universe, which ended up being way bigger than I expected... So please bare with me.

To start of, here's something to keep in mind about this AU: Most characters are all at the same university, with the exception being the Overlord crew, who Almost all work on Nazarick inc.

Click on "read more" to see the whole thing, cuz there's alot...

(Also, I'm not a writer, so forgive me if this ain't very good 😅)

• Konosuba

Kazuma is a outgoing yet cynical person, in fact he's quite blunt when it comes to dealing with other people. He can also be quite the perv at time. But despite all of this, he's still a reliable friend.

He used to be a shut-in NEET, but eventually he decided to go back and finish his education. Currently he's part of football (aka soccer) club, mostly because he thought he might get popular by entering it, unfortunately he only seems to attract unwanted attention.

Aqua is a carefree, cheerful, yet egocentric girl, always doing anything to be the center of attention. She, however, isn't the brightest, some might say she's quite the idiot, never thinking things through.

She's actually Kazuma best friend (whether he likes it or not) and was the one who convincing him to get out more. Due to her eccentric personality, you can usually spot her drinking and being overall the life of the party. She dreams of becoming a celebrity, though she might need to improve her grades first...

Megumin is a huge fan of theatrics, always doing dramatic poses and being overall very rumbustious, which can make her seem very immature at times. Regardless, she's actually fairly intelligent, with a special interest in chemical reactions.

Despite the facade she puts on, Megumin was actually a pretty lonely girl, that is until she started hanging around Kazuma and Aqua. At first they only wanted her help with a chemistry project, but a friendship between them was quickly formed (with perhaps a bit more between her and Kazuma).

Darkness (real name Lalatina) can only be described described as blonde beauty, with an aura of nobility and grace. That, however, is far from her actual personality, for although she's kind, her masochism is apparent.

She first came into contact with Kazuma and the others through misleading stories involving pantie stealing and provoactive behaviors, of course that wasn't quite the case. Her family is fairly wealthy, but her dream is to become a law enforcer, with no anterior motives of course.

• Overlord

Ainz is the current CEO of a company called Nazarick inc, and as such incredibly wealthy man, with a intimidating appearance to boot. Yet, despite everything, he's secretly incredibly anxious and insecure.

He started Nazarick inc with his friends, who, for various reasons, ended up leaving the company, leaving him alone with their employees. Ainz deeply cares about his company and everyone in it, and despite not knowing much on how to lead, he'll do his best for his employees.

Albedo is Ainz secretary and the overseer of each of Nazarick inc managers. She's appears calm and collect, but can be very vocal when it comes to expressing her opinions. She is deeply in love with Ainz.

Having such a demanding task, her administrative skills are unmatched. Her relationship with her fellow coworkers is very good, as to her they are like family, even with Shalltear can get on her nerves at times. She is always yearning for Ainz's affection, often being obsessed with his well-being and safety.

Demiurge is smart, cunning and often sadistic business man who takes pride in his position of manager in the headquarters of Nazarick inc. His loyalty to Ainz knows no bounds, always admiring his leadership and intellect.

Despite his more devilish personality, he's very close to his coworkers, viewing them as true companions who he can rely on. He firmly believes Ainz is a business genius whose plans for the company are far beyond him, however Ainz has no idea of what he's actually doing most of the time...

Shalltear might look like a young girl, but she's actually one of the main managers of Nazarick inc. Though very capable in her work, she's quite short-sighted and has no patience, which often results burst into fits of rage.

She might appear to not have a good relationship with the likes of Albedo, who she views a a rival, or Aura, but she's still very found of all her colleagues. She's also very flirtatious and opened about her preferences, much to the discomfort of her peers.

• Youjo Senki

Tanya, despite looking like a child, is way older than most would assume, in fact at times she seems to act more like a middle age man than anything. She's incredible diligent, which can make her be a bit cruel to others.

Due her disciplinary and cunning personality she became one of the top students. The universe even started a study group with her in charge. Though she can be harsh with her classmates, they all respect her leadership. When asked how she manages it all, she answered: "God hates me".

Visha is one of the students in Tanya's study group. She's carefree, friendly and overall a optimistic person, though even her can be scared by Tanya. She also loves food, specially german cuisine!

She is originally from a foreign country, but do certain circumstances, her family decided to move. Visha is very good friends with all her classmates and is always trying to get closer to Tanya. Her dream is to one day open a bakery.

Rerugen is one of the teachers at the university, primarily teaching history. He's diligent, smart and very collective. However, he can be very nervous and cautious around certain students...

He's a very observant man, which have left him to deduce that Tanya is not all that she seems, often comparing her to a demon of sorts, he can'targu withher results however. Meanwhile, Tanya actually deeply respects Rerugen, viewing him as her equal and someone who she can rely on.

• Re:Zero

Subaru is a optimistic and very determined young man who will do anything he can to accomplish his goal. Once set his mind on something, not even death will stop him! That being said, he doesn't really have any real special talents...

He was also once a NEET, until ultimately deciding to chance himself for the better, starting by coming back to college. This is where he met Emila, a girl who he fell in love with. Now Subaru tries his best to lift others spirits by helping in anyway he can, which made him quite popular among his classmates.

Emila is a sweet and naive girl, who wants only what's best for others. She fells a bit insecure about her appearance and behavior, with her inexperience in social situations being very apparent. Luckily she's slowly becoming more independent.

Though she used to outcast in the past, thanks to the support of Subaru, who she met on her first day at campus, she's now friends with almost all of her classmates. She wishes become a politician, whith the goals of changing the world to a better place. She's also been getting closer with Subaru.

Rem is diligent and polite young lady, until recently, however, she used to be quite the delinquent. She's sisters with Ram and they both currently study at university as well as work for mr. Roswall, a landlord.

As mentioned, Rem used to be a bit of delinquent, getting herself in fights and causing trouble. That was until she met Subaru, who she fell in love with after a small confrontation. Now she mostly spends her days hanging out with him and Emila. She has a lot if respect for her sister.

Ram, when compared to her twin sister, is alot more laid back and sarcastic, she's way more self-centered too. Apparently she used to be a promising athlete until a injury made her retire from sports.

She currently spends most of her time working for mr. Roswall, who seemly is helping her recover from her surgery. While she loves her sister and respects Emila, her opinions on Subaru are more cold. Despite this, she is still willing to help him out whenever he needs a hand.

(So yeah, this is it for now. If you read tge whole thing then thank you lmao)

(Also with you have a question or would like to add anything regarding this AU? Perhaps you'd like to know more about my take on a specific character? then please feel free to do so! I'm always happy to hear you guys ;D)

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