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milkb0nny · 1 year

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OMG OMG YOUR REQUESTS ARE OPEN *SQUEALS*

Hi, love your work!!! It's so good!!!!

Could you maybe do hcs on how Cain Lutrein and Arthur Bryan would behave like when they like someone and how they'd deal with their feelings.

If you don't write those character, it's totally fine I understand!

Sending lots of hugs your way!!! Have a great day/night!!!

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𝑪𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒏/𝑮𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 𝑩𝒓𝒚𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒏: 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒆𝒅 - 𝑪𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓

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⚜️ 𝑪𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒊𝒏/𝑮𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏

🌸 Falling in love isn't easy with him. Surely he's got an eye for beautiful things but actually gaining interest is a hard thing to achieve with him. The fact you reached his heart is the biggest compliment to begin with.

🌸 He doesn't realize his interest in you is something different than with other things. You in particular are more soothing and elegant to him, though he needs some time to actually make sure he's in love.

🌸 He's quite decent about being in love. Cain prevents talking about personal things; when conversations about feelings occur, he vanishes in the background and adores his wholesome thoughts with you. He won't tell you, but this guy is mad in love and loves daydreaming.

🌸 While training he spaces away because the imagination of you watching him being powerful arouses him. Either he totally loses himself in his dreams, or he uses you as a motivation to gain stronger. And more beautiful.

🌸 Cain takes care about his appearance. His hair is flawless and his golden eyes pierce right through you. When this man came to the conclusion he wants you, he began to step up his hygiene. It was totally fine from the beginning, but he'll begin to buy masks, creams and hair care products, just to look more appealing. He wants you to like him and being handsome is the first step he takes.

🌸 If he's confident enough, he'll invite you to a spa evening. Just a small date where both of you try out different products, watch movies meanwhile and talk about a lot about stuff. Maybe you'd expect him to throw big dates and make expensive gifts... But it's not the case. He prefers chill, relaxing and more deepening dates, where he can get closer to your heart.

🌸 You won't notice it at first, but when his eyes meet yours, a slight red tint will cover his cheeks. Cain usually only blushes when someone embarrasses him, so it's weird to see him blushing randomly. After some time, his blush will increase, because his feelings towards you only keep growing.

🌸 With that being mentioned, he's a very passionate lover. Once he has his fierce eyes on you, he can't stop wanting you. He craves for your attention, wants you safe and secure and he commits to being your best friend, while dating you. He's throughout serious about his love but he can also cheer you up when you need some fun. Cain isn't as one sided as one might assume, no, in fact, he's a pleasant company to have.

🌸 Small gestures like opening the doors for you, carrying your backpack with him or giving you pats on the shoulder show his affection. When you insist on taking your stuff by yourself, he just shakes it off and gently takes your stuff away. "Let me carry it. It makes me fulfilled walking besides you and having your personal items close to me... You know, they smell like you."

🌸 He makes sure you catch on his little flirts, pecks and compliments. He won't tell you directly he loves you at first, but he'll let you know. He's a gentle human with a sense of pride, humor and love. Though, he third aspect he only owns for you.

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⚜️ 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 𝑩𝒓𝒚𝒂𝒏

🌸 As we all know, Arthur is a living chaos with a lot of sides and views. When it comes to love, he's complex and hard to understand. He prefers to keep his emotions to himself, unlike Cain. Maybe that's because he feels ashamed of himself, afraid of rejection or he doesn't really understand what the rollercoaster in his mind means. It's guaranteed you won't find out, until you actively gain his trust.

🌸 Arthur is quite afraid of getting rejected. Loving makes him so vulnerable. He's known to be a loud, intelligent and proud person, loving only makes him a potential candidate for getting hurt. Usually he's not afraid of pain, even relationships like friendships don't hurt him too badly... But getting rejected by someone he cares about? Man, he's not gonna deal well with that.

🌸 This results in him being a little distant towards you. He avoids your looks, talks over you sometimes, increases the distance between the two of you while walking next to each other and he acts "cool". Of course, this doesn't sit right with you. Why is he such a bitch about everything...? He used to be pretty fun and relaxed.

🌸 So one day you found out he adores you by a simple question from Jisuk. He meant to simply mock Arthur, but he even embarrassed him. "Jo, I wanted to ask you if you wanna go to a double date with y/n and someone else?" You just overheard it, but the sudden change in his skin color tells you more than words ever could: his ears turn red and his face flushes. It makes him adorable, yet a little more attractive. He does have a weakness and it's you.

🌸 So, you can expect him to have a difficult time with expressing feelings the right way. Getting neglected or friend zoned scares him. Occasionally he finds himself overthinking about the smallest things he ever said to you. Being in love is beautiful they say, but the feeling of not knowing if that love will exist on the other side surely frightens him. Until he knows you love him back, he's gonna be an emotional mess.

🌸 Nevertheless falling in love doesn't have only bad parts; Arthur uses you as a motivation to grow stronger. Unlike Cain, he does this to be able to protect you from any danger. Of course he's aware you're a strong individual yourself, but he can never be 100% sure.

🌸 On top of that, his emotional chaos teaches him to deal with emotions better. Arthur does have some rages of anger and loving you develops into a coping mechanism to secure his negative feelings towards himself and his surroundings. Yes, he does question himself quite often because of you, but he also learns to be someone more likeable and peaceful for the sake of you and himself. Arthur is willing to work on any flaws he might has, since improving is never a bad thing to do.

🌸 He does adore and love you, expressing it is a hard way for him, but with a lot of time he grows his confidence back and will be able to brag about you in full passion.

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blazingstaro · 1 year

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DotS: Knights of the Stars file #01 — King Orpheus Nightfall

Name: Knight King Orpheus Nightfall Age: 2,000 yrs (Adult Dream Puff) Rank: Knight King; 5-Star General Star Warrior; Former Puff Chief

Legendary, extraordinary, selfless and bold are but a few words that can hope to describe this pillar of modern society. His love for the Galaxy and her people was more vast than the stars she adorns, and it showed in his great sacrifices throughout his life.

King Orpheus was responsible for paving the foundation and building the very structures the Star Warriors now house themselves within— both figuratively and once literally—, nevertheless is the father of other aspects of current Galactic culture.

This small Puff was a bridge between several kingdoms in his era, and brought people and mystical creatures together in harmony. Born into a dark age, bleak, hopeless, and suffering, he was taught from an early age by his father, King Wulfric (a gen 1 Dream Puffball), to be a beacon of light in their struggling time. Orpheus took life by the reins and pushed against the grain to establish a greater peace among people across the Galaxy.

Orpheus was most renowned for his juxtaposition between ferocity and loving compassion. Stern, firm-fisted, yet led with a gentle heart. To his enemies, he was an unstoppable force; to his allies, a cherished friend and brother in arms. His name struck fear in his adversaries, and even the foul Warlock, Nightmare, had a level of healthy respect for this tiny, yet mighty warrior.

He was fun, charismatic, considerate; a proper gentleman and a true chivalrous knight. And, apparently somewhat of a flirt, but never got serious with anyone according to the few still-living friends of his.

King Orpheus was many things: a leader, a friend, a brother, a father, a healer. There's no question as to why King Orpheus is among the most beloved figures in history. He befriended those who society shunned or mocked. This Puff went out of his way to seek the meek so that he may give them the strength to rise up against their demons— both figuratively and literally.

Orpheus was also left handed, though trained himself to be ambidextrous for combat purposes exclusively.

His hair was a legend of its own too, for no comb nor brush could ever hope to tame it. Like that level of curly that doesn't quite curl enough, yet won't straighten either. Just pure wild, and he refused to cut it any shorter than it was. Arthur says he always intended to try some sort of wild Viking style braid, but never had the time to try due to how stubborn that mane was.

One could suppose the 'do matched the owner quite well. Orpheus' will was unbreakable, and his stubbornness was the key to his survival in many instances.

There's apparently a spectacular story behind his facial scar, but none can really recall it. What is sure, however, was how proud he was of it. Something about being his first glory trophy or rather? None could be too certain, as the story is different between sources.

About 800 years ago, a rogue and sinister monster slipped its way onto Homeworld. Orpheus, understanding the danger this posed for his entire species, challenged it on his lonesome. He stood his ground to buy both his people and his teenage son enough time to escape with their lives.

It was the greatest fight of his life, and a tremendous struggle for even he, at about 1,200 years of age and experience, had little match against. Had it not been for his tenacity and the sacred blade that was his proud companion, history would be immensely different.

According to old stories, he suffered severe injuries during the fight, and was seeping with the beast's signature paralyzing poison. He willed through it long enough to see the fight to its conclusion, though could not hold consciousness much long afterwards.

His final words to Arthur were for him to take on his crown and lead their people in his absence. The boy followed his father's wishes, and continues to do so this very day.

Much mystery remains to be fully investigated regarding this tragedy. Homeworld wasn't so easily breeched at that time, nevertheless such a monster would've been easily spotted approaching the planetoid. There are many things that don't add up. Nevertheless more mysteries on top of that, as many former residents say his memorial sanctuary on Homeworld closing to the public without reason some 500 years ago.

King Arthur has yet to make any statements pertaining to the exact event, and seems to be withholding details. He knows something we don't. It's incredibly difficult to get an audience with him these days too... More to follow as we dive deeper into the Knights of the Stars files...

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heartpascal · 1 year

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i have done it 😎

LOCK IT WHEN YOU LEAVE

(reader)

• all eyes on me - bo burnham

"you say the ocean's rising like i give a shit,

you say the whole world's ending, honey, it already did,

you're not gonna slow it, heaven knows you tried."

• love in the dark - adele

"please, stay where you are,

don't come any closer,

don't try to change my mind,

i'm being cruel to be kind."

• empty space - james arthur

"and i won't hear it,

whenever anybody says your name,

and i won't feel it,

even when i'm bursting into flames."

• soon you'll get better - taylor swift

"you'll get better soon,

'cause you have to."

• set fire to the rain - adele

"'cause there's a side to you,

that i never knew, never knew,

all the things you'd say,

they were never true, never true."

• war of hearts - ruelle

"i can't help but love you,

even though i try not to."

• king - lauren aquilina

"you're alone,

you're on your own,

so what? have you gone blind?

have you forgotten what you have and what is yours?"

"you don't get what all this is about,

you're too wrapped up in your self-doubt,

you've got that young blood, set it free."

(joel)

• home - cavetown

"get a load of this monster,

he doesn't know how to communicate,

his mind is in a different place,

will everybody please give him a little bit of space?"

• slipping through my fingers - abba

"the feeling that i'm losing her forever,

and without really entering her world."

• the night we met - lord huron

"take me back to the night we met,

i don't know what i'm supposed to do,

haunted by the ghost of you."

• i'll be good - jaymes young

"i never meant to start a fire,

i never meant to make you bleed."

"for all of the light that i shut out,

for all of the innocent things that i doubt,

for all of the bruises i've caused and the tears,

for all of the things that i've done."

(eliie and reader confrontation)

• my goodbye - jorge rivera-herrans

"i just like you, why should i be surprised,

selfish and prideful and vain,

unlike you, everytime someone dies,

i'm left to deal with the strain."

"one day, you'll hear what i'm saying,

one day, you might understand,

one day, but not today."

(tess)

• wings - birdy

"we watch the day go by,

illuminates our skin,

it made me think of you."

• i miss you, i'm sorry - gracie abrams

"nothing happened in the way i wanted,

every corner of this house is haunted,

and i know you said that we're not talking,

but i miss you, i'm sorry."

HOWL YOU ARE KILLING ME HERE.

it’s not fair bc i’m the one emant to cause pain ehre NOT BE THE SUFFERER OF PAIN!!! also the way i was shocked, flabbergasted, bamboozled by the inclusion of tess??? MY HEART.

also idc i’m gonna say it ehre and link it to the part 3 anyway. THE READER AND ELLIE CONFRONTATION ONE IS SO SO GOOD. i’ve seen some people not happy with ellie for her reaction and i just want to say SHE IS VALID!!! READER IS VALID!!!

lets think of everything ellie went through on that journey after leaving jackson. she has been through SO much. and she gets back to jackson, to this actual town, to find the reader there. and the reader is angry? angry for being left in this slice of heaven? for missing out on events that ellie WISHES she could forget? she’s angry and she’s hurting and so is the reader and they’re not understanding each other. they’re not seeing the other’s side of the story.

the first lot of lyrics fit r’s perspective SO WELL in my view too, because to her, ellie hasn’t felt the pain of all those deaths before jackson like she has. especially with tess. it’s not the same. BUT THEN, they also fit so well for ellie, especially in the second half of their journey. I CANT CONTAIN MYSELF WITH THAT SPECIFIC CHOICE. ITS SO INCREDIBLY PERFECT.

#heartpascal says #howl <3 #SOBBING #all eyes on me for reader’s perspective too???? ITS TOO PERFECT.#ITS TOO GOOD #all of the ones for reader are SO SO APT #as always but i just feel especially passionate about the choices for this part #WAR OF HEARTS AND SOON YOULL GET BETTER???#THE LYRICS FIT TOO WELL AND JUST !!!!!!!!!#also you cannot add cavetown in here and expect me NOT to sob and cry #I AM A CAVETOWN LOVER!!!#HOWL YOU REALLY HAVE OUTDONE YOURSELF WITH THIS ONE #I CANT EVEN PUT INTO WORDS.

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charliedawn · 2 years

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Hey there! I absolutely love your slasher posts❤❤ I was wondering (when you have the time, no rush)..I suffer from severe depression and ptsd. I was wondering how they(the slashers) would react if they accidentally saw some self-harm scars? (If that's a no then I completely understand since it could be a trigger thing for some people) my favorite out of the slashers is probably Arthur Fleck..and Dennis from the Horde..or maybe Freddy too..lol they're all great and I love 'em to pieces. Take as much artistic freedom as you wish with it ❤ ♥

Warning : mention of self-harm.

Jason didn't know what he was looking at at first..but then, he understood when he saw how fast you covered your wrist and the terror in your eyes.

He sits beside you and seems conflicted as he looks at your wrists before extending a hand towards you.

"Show me.."

After a moment of hesitation, you obey and he looks even sadder as sees the different carvings on your skin. He gently caresses your inner wrist with his thumb before looking up at you with tearful eyes.

"I'm sorry..You had to suffer so much. Do they..Do they hurt ?"

You shake your head with a small reassuring smile.

"Not anymore.."

He nods understandingly before looking back at the scars and presses his forehead against them, his tears rolling down your arm.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop you.."

Your own tears blurry your vision as you hug him.

"It's not your fault."

He then feels a fire ignite in him as he asks, his voice barely a whisper.

"Who..made you do this ?"

You laugh nervously and shake your head, knowing what would happen if you tell him.

"It was a long time ago, Jason..It doesn't matter."

He suddenly takes you by the shoulders so you have to look at him as his eyes seem to darken with rage.

"Yes ! It does ! To me !"

Your heart beats faster as he seems so angry, ready to cause chaos just because he saw your scars.

You chest fills with warmth as you kiss his cheek lovingly.

"Thank you, Jason. But, really ? I'm the one who decided to do this. There's no one else to blame than myself."

His eyes soften as he looks back at the scars and mutters.

"It isn't fair..You're so nice. Nice people shouldn't get hurt."

You laugh humorlessly before kissing his cheek.

"Unfortunately, that's not how the world works..But, thank you, Jason. I'm glad that you see me as a nice person. You are too."

He looks away as you say that last part and vividly shakes his head.

"No. Not like you. I wish I could have been though ?"

You feel the bitterness in his voice and gently place your hand on his cheek for him to look back at you. When you're sure you've got his full attention, you say confidently.

"You are. You're an amazing person. Believe in yourself."

He smiles as he sees the genuine feeling in your words before closing his eyes, enjoying the closeness and the feeling of your hand on his cheek.

"Yeah..Maybe."

For the first time in his life, Jason has hope. You give him hope..This is why it makes him so unhappy to know that—at some point—you didn't have any..Nice people shouldn't suffer..but, sometimes they do. He thinks it's unfair, but he will make it right by making sure nothing wrong ever happens to you again.

Freddy sees one of the fresh scars bleeding through the fresh bandages and grabs your arm before you could hide the scars from him.

He pulls your sleeve up and his eyes widen as he sees the multiple scars bearing your skin.

"What the f*ck is that ?!"

He's not angry at you, he is just angry at whoever or whatever made you do this to yourself. He then whitens as he sees the most recent ones.

"Sh*t..Sweetheart.."

He looks truly worried when he looks up at you and you can't help but burst into tears as he seems so disappointed.

All anger vanishes from his face and he quickly takes you in his arms and rests his chin on top of your head while stroking your hair soothingly.

"Hey hey hey..No. Ssh..It's okay. I'm not mad at you, sweetheart. It's just..I can't believe you would do that to yourself.."

You clench your fists in the fabric of his shirt and try to apologize, but the tears just won't stop. Freddy tightens his hold on you before taking your arm and kisses your scars.

The affectionate gesture makes you stop crying and he smiles down at you.

"You're beautiful..Just, please, don't do that again, okay ? I would lose it if one day you cut too deep and.."

His words get stuck in his throat as he imagines life without you. It makes him so mad and his glamour slowly falls as his burns come back and his eyes stare far ahead, thinking of what would happen. He grits his teeth and shakes his head at the multiple end-of-the-world scenarios playing in his mind.

"I would kill everyone and reduce this world to ashes.."

You shiver as Freddy seems dead serious when he says that, his voice having dropped a couple octaves and his eyes glowing a soft orange, like flames burning bright in the dead of night.

He picks up on your uneasiness and he immediately puts his glamour back on before giving you a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry. I'm not gonna do anything. Just, stay alive, alright ?"

Your lower lip trembles and you feel tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you see Freddy so determined on your survival..You want him to feel better, so you nod.

His smile seems unlike any of the others you've ever seen so far: he seems truly relieved.

"Good girl/boy.."

You blush a little at the praise, but don't dare mention it and just hold onto him longer, as you feel safe in his arms.

Freddy may be rough in his way of showing that he cares, but it's only because he only knows the tough kind of love. He will protect you and make sure you never attempt to your life again.

He will get rid of everything sharp in the house, including his own special gloves if it means no more scars. He can't bare seeing you suffer and won't allow it.

You have to be safe, no matter what.

Kevin was just getting out of the bathroom when he saw you changing..

He was about to turn around and run back inside when he saw the scars.

He waits until you have a t-shirt on before making his presence known by coughing.

You turn around to face him and want to cover your scars, but he quickly takes your arm and raises it next to his and there, you see his own scars.

"Don't hide. See ? We match.."

He smiles sadly at you before kissing your forehead.

"There's nothing to be ashamed of.."

The words make you cry as you lower your head and wrap your arms around him. Somehow ? The body of Kevin seems slightly thinner and more fragile than when the other personalities take over. You're afraid that if you tighten your hold on him, he might actually break.

You know that Dennis, Patricia or even the Beast would stop you..But, knowing that Kevin went through all this as a child ? And had to endure the scars before Dennis or Patricia even existed ?

He seems so..different like this.

He used to never show up when you first met the Horde. It took months for him to be confident enough to even say hi.

The amount of suffering he must have gone through..It makes you relate to him in so many ways, more ways than you would ever relate to any of the other personalities.

You both start crying in each other's arms and Kevin never thought he would allow himself to cry again..He feels the Horde around him, embracing him, as if accepting the pain and telling him that they understand.

He smiles and looks at his arm again..He thought the scars were so ugly. But, seeing them on you ? He can't help but adore you more, knowing how strong you are.

"You're so strong..So very strong. More than I'll ever be."

He had Dennis and Patricia early in life, so he didn't have to worry about them so much..But, you had to endure them.

You had no Dennis or Patricia to take the pain away. You were alone.

The thought itself is painful..knowing that you were alone.

He feels Dennis at the back of his neck, asking him to take over. But, no.

He would handle the pain this time. For you. He would let the pain take over him without any of the others help.

He'll be there for you. From the beginning to the end.

Pennywise doesn't do "subtle". He will not wait for the right opportunity. He will talk to you. He doesn't care if you have other things to do, not when he can see that something is definitely wrong.

He takes you apart and confronts you.

"I know what they are. The sleeves aren't enough to hide them from me, sugar. I'm not gonna tell you what to do..But, just so you know, there may be someone out there who wouldn't want you to do that..Who would want you to stick around a bit longer..Well..I mean..that would be me. You're tolerable, as a human. So..please..don't do that to you, and to me."

It's the most you've heard Pennywise say since you met.

You can't help but smile and tears start flowing as you extend your hand for him to grab.

He hesitates before grabbing it and you rest your forehead against his knuckles, tears staining his glove and sleeve as you try to talk.

"I'll..I'll try."

Pennywise smiles fondly at you before pulling you into a hug. You're so shocked you don't dare question him as he wraps his arms around you.

"Just for today..I'll allow you to hug me, okay ?"

You close your eyes and raise your arms to wrap them around his neck. It's very soft there, and he smells like candy and gingerbread. It's comforting.

You start feeling sleepy and you wonder if this is how his trick works for his victims ?

He gets close to a kid and when they smell the sweet fragrance; they fall asleep to never wake up again.

Somehow, it feels almost like mercy ?

Pennywise grants them mercy by not making them suffer through the pain awake.

However, Pennywise then starts humming and this is when you feel the pull to go to sleep become stronger.

So..This is how he does it, huh ?

It's your last thought before sleep completely takes over you.

Pennywise carries you to your bedroom and lets you rest. He also makes sure that nobody comes looking for you. You need rest and a few hours away from any kind of stressful situations or from work.

He would never admit it to his brother, but he never hated any of the kids he killed. He just had to get food and the easiest way to do that was just to look at them as if they were useless pieces of meat, ready for slaughter. They would grow old and die anyway..So, what was the problem with hurrying the process a bit ?

But, his favorite part was always when he made them sleep and could look at them while they peacefully dreamt of wonderful things. Then, he would have to wake them up and make them afraid again. But, just for an instant, he could pretend that he wouldn't have to kill a child.

Maturin had told them that it was a blessing to be chosen, as they wouldn't have to suffer all of their adult's problems and suffer like both him and Penny had.

But, it took him a while to pierce through the turtle's lies. Being chosen wasn't a blessing, it was a curse. Their souls wouldn't depart, they would stay with them forever, until death do them apart.

He doesn't want another soul to add to the collection, especially not yours.

Stares. Deep and long stares all day long.

Penny knew from the beginning.

His sense of smell is very developed and he could smell the blood.

This is why he spends a lot of time making sure you don't do it again. Never.

He will even check on you in the middle of the night, crouching at the foot of your bed and staring at you with his big blue eyes glowing in the dark.

You noticed, but never dared ask him to stop..until you accidentally cut yourself while cooking.

He ran to you and was by your side in a flash, his eyes glowing orange with worry and dread as he looked at the cut on your hand.

He smelled the blood and growled as your eyes widened in surprise. He didn’t let you run away and grabbed your arm to look at your injured hand.

"No.."

You didn’t know what he was saying no to until he stared right into your eyes before raising your hand significantly, repeating.

"NO ! NEVER AGAIN !"

The sudden raise in his voice surprised you, but you quickly nodded.

"Okay..I won't do it again. I promise."

His eyes turned back to blue and he then took you to a nearby doctor, ignoring your protests.

The cut was not deep and it only took the doctor a few minutes to take care of it, under the stressful murderous stare of Penny.

As soon as he was finished, Penny followed you and didn’t even try to hide it as his brother and his slasher friends became more and more confused.

Pennywise : "Hey..What's going on, kiddo ? Why are you following this one around ?"

Penny doesn't allow you to leave his sight, but still replies enigmatically with a dark growl.

"I won't let them leave me.."

It only leaves Pennywise more confused as he looks at you, but he suddenly understands when he sees the bandage on your hand and the way you seem to be hiding your wrists more than usual when you take quick worried glances at Penny.

Pennywise : "Oh.."

He doesn't add anything else after the realization and doesn't stop Penny when he continues to follow you around after that. He even keeps the others at bay for a while, leaving you and his brother time to discuss.

Penny waits until you're both alone before stopping and asking.

"Is it because of me ?"

You stop as well and sigh loudly before turning around to face him with a small reassuring smile.

"No. Penny. It isn't you. It was an accident.."

Penny frowns as he stares at your wrists, unconvinced.

"An awful lot of accidents..You must be very clumsy."

You bite your lower lip as you understand that he knows and take a step back instinctively.

"No..These weren't accidents. They were mistakes."

Penny feels that you are about to start crying and immediately hugs you.

"Mistakes that won't happen again, right ?"

You smile at Penny's concern and return his hug.

"No..Never. I promise."

He feels relieved and happy as you promise him, knowing that you aren't lying. You wouldn't lie to him. Never to him..Right ?

Michael enters the room you're in, about to ask what you want for dinner when he sees you getting your pull-over off, the red scars visible now.

He steps forward, the floor boards underneath his feet crack and he sees the terror in your eyes when you turn around.

You quickly try to hide the scars, but the way he looks at you clearly makes you understand that it's too late.

"W..What do you want, Michael ?"

You try to get out of the conversation you know will eventually happen by pretending nothing happened, but Michael only writes on his notebook :

"Are you okay ?"

You smile sweetly at his concern and nod, but Michael doesn't get fooled as he sits down next to you and puts his hand on your shoulder. His eyes almost seem to say :

"Really ?"

He doesn't believe you.

You can't hold back your tears as you feel the heavy weight on your shoulders, heavier than ever before as everything that's been on your mind seems to rush back in your brain and you can't hold it back as you start telling him everything: all of your pain and woes.

Michael listens and doesn't interrupt you.

When you're finished, you feel breathless and the tears are still running down your cheeks, but you have nothing else to say and Michael seems to understand as he wordlessly takes you in his arms.

"Here..Ssh..It's okay. I won't let you feel so bad ever again. We'll do this together."

His words make you relax into his hold as you feel less alone..

"Thank you, Michael.."

Michael feels the monster at the back of his neck, begging to get out when he starts talking, but Michael won't let him. He won't let him hurt you.

He will protect you. He will protect you from yourself and him.

Brahms noticed that you always pulled your sleeves down when you thought no one was looking and it didn't take him long to piece the pieces together.

He waits until you're both alone before grabbing your arm and pulling your sleeve up to look at them. He couldn't just pretend anymore..

He looks at the scars and then looks back up at you, silently asking for an explanation.

You try to get out of his hold, but to no avail.

He won't let you go, not until you explain yourself.

"Brahms..Don't. It's nothing."

Your words only frustrate him further. Nothing ? Nothing ?! How could you say that ?!

He doesn't understand what he's doing until you let out a yelp of pain. He then sees that he's hurting you and immediately releases you.

"I'm sorry..I..I just don't..I didn't want to hurt you..I just.."

He's panicking and takes a few steps back. You could run away, but one look at Brahms and you know that you would only hurt him.

You don't hesitate before wrapping your arms around his neck, stroking his head soothingly.

"Ssh..It's okay, Brahms. I know you didn't mean to hurt me. You're just afraid."

He hides his face in the crook of your neck and only nods affirmatively. You smile and don't even notice that your feet are not touching the ground anymore as he stands up straight and holds you in his arms.

"Please..Don't hurt yourself. I don't like it.."

You nod in agreement.

"Okay. I promise. I'm sorry that I worried you.."

He doesn't answer, but he doesn't let you go either and you're happy to just stay there in each other's arms.

You feel better in Brahms presence and knowing that someone cares about you ? It warms your heart.

You hear crying, but it isn't you.

You look down and see that it's Brahms who is crying and you can't believe that he would cry for you.

"I don't want to lose you.."

He finally utters weakly and you feel him shaking at the prospect. You smile tenderly at him and kiss his temple lovingly.

"You won't. I'm here, Brahms. As long as I have you, nothing will happen to me..I promise. I love you, Brahms." (it could be platonically or not.)

He sniffles and looks up at you with his big chocolate brown eyes before smiling widely as he replies.

"I love you too.."

Five didn’t say anything at first, he used to have the same scars on his old body: one for each kill.

He wouldn't want to sound indiscreet and would wait until you talk about them on your own or sound as casual as possible when mentioning them.

"Do they still hurt ?"

He would make it sound like it's not a big deal, but he would still insist on you telling him about them. He knows the burden that comes with the scars.

You know immediately what he is referring to and understand that there is no point hiding them from him anymore.

You pull your sleeve up and show him with a small bittersweet smile.

"Not as much as they used to.."

He looks at them and can't help the pang in his chest, knowing that you suffered through each of them.

Five understands and wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable by insisting too much, but he has to know.

"Did you do it again ? Since I arrived ? And, most importantly, will you do it again ?"

You want to say that these scars are old and they're just old memories of bad times..but, truth is ? You don't know. There is no telling when another one of your episodes may happen and when you will feel the need to hurt yourself again.

Five takes your silence as an admission that you don't know yourself.

He takes your hand and tries to find the right words to tell you..He traces circles on your skin and opens his mouth to speak. But, he quickly closes it as he can't exactly force you to stop..So, he settles for the truth instead.

"Listen..I may not be the best person to give you advice right now..But, I can promise you this. As long as I will be here, I will try to keep you safe. I'm not going to let you face this on your own, and I'm not gonna run away either. I will stay with you. This is my promise to you."

You smile and nod before closing your fingers around his hand to give it a light thankful squeeze.

"Thank you, Five.."

He laughs and you don't understand what he's laughing at until he says.

"What doesn't make a sound, doesn't have a shape, but is known by all and feared by even the greatest ?"

The way he asks you sounds so different from all of his other jokes that you don't dare answer.

He looks up at you, a knowing twinkle shining in his eyes and his smile looks so fake as he answers his own question.

"Death..Y/N. It's death."

In an instant, he is by your side and grabs your arm, not even looking at what he knows is already there.

"You don't come back from death, Y/N. I want you to remember that."

He wants to be harsh, he wants this discussion to stay engraved in your mind. He's thought of ending it before..He won't let you do the same.

If the only way to get you to stop is to confront you with the harsh truth and making you hate him ? So, be it.

"You're important to the slashers. You're important to me..Do you really want to throw away whatever you have to see what's on the other side ?! I'll tell you what's there. Big fat nothing. Darkness and a missed opportunity."

You feels tears in your eyes and Arthur feels the need to comfort you and soften his words or apologize..but, he knows that this won't stop you.

"Don't cry, darling. You can cry when I'm six feet under, not before. The tears are for the dead. The only people who will feel the pain when you're gone ? It will be the ones you left behind. Do you really want us to suffer through the loss ? Do you want me to cry ? Is that it ? Do you hate me so much that you feel the need to tempt fate and shorten your life ?!"

Your heart feels heavier with each word he utters, but you know why he's doing this.

" I'M SORRY!"

You cry out.

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT !"

He replies as emotionally as you, his own voice shaking as he is on the verge of tears.

"I want you to promise me ! No more harming yourself ! Say it !"

He tightens his hold on you, not allowing you to leave until you've said it. He can't let you leave until he is sure. He won't let you die. It is not an option.

You understand his intention and you aren't mad at him, but at yourself for worrying him so much..

"I promise !"

You finally scream and he releases you. He pulls you into a hug and you then cry in his arms.

"This is all I wanted to hear.."

He whispers, holding you firmly as he's afraid to let you go. From the moment he knew about the scars, he only had one objective in mind: making you stop.

He wanted to be gentle and subtle about it, but he knew it wouldn't work if he wanted it to stop. He had to come up with something else.

He hates that he had to yell at you, but he just had to make you understand.

It isn't worth it..Putting an end to your life wouldn't solve anything and only cause pain to people around you.

Death can be merciful, but it is also merciless to the ones left behind.

He wouldn't let you leave him behind..

Nothing escapes Norman. He noticed that you weren't wearing any short sleeves anymore and became worried when he saw you go to the bathroom regularly.

One time, you took too much time and you didn't answer when he called your name, so he decided to knock down the door.

When he saw your bloody wrists, his eyes widened and he immediately phoned the hospital. But, as soon as he gave them his name, they hung up on him.

He cursed and tried multiple times, but they wouldn't pick up. He rushed to the hospital with you in his arms and as soon as he got there, some nurses took care of you.

When he was sure you were out of danger, he thanked the nurses before going to the reception. He then made sure that the people there wouldn't make the mistake of not picking up ever again..

When he came back to your room a few hours later, you were awake.

You were so happy to see him, until you saw his blood-stained hands.

"Norman..What did you do ?"

You asked, your face whitened as you saw his smile, insanity shining in his eyes as he answered you.

"They hung up on me, my little monster..They were going to let you die."

You felt tears forming at the corner of your eyes and ran out of your bed to jump in his arms.

"I'm sorry, Norman ! I'm so sorry ! It's my fault ! I caused you trouble again !"

His smile vanished as he saw how worried you were about getting him into trouble and not about you almost dieing.

He wiped the blood on his pants before using his thumbs to dry your tears.

"I love you, my little monster. Never forget that. The past doesn't matter. Don't worry about me. But, if you really want me to be happy ? Never hurt yourself again, got it ?"

You couldn't stop crying as you nodded.

"Yes ! I promise ! I'm sorry !"

He smiled fondly at your determination before standing up again and carrying you bridal style.

"Come on. It's time to go."

You nodded before he ran away, hearing the police sirens. Fortunately, he was already prepared and everything was in the car. It wasn't the first time you were running away from the police, nor would it be the last.

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 3 years

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Can you expand more the Slytherin niece/nephew ask? How would George react? Ginny? Molly and Arthur? Bill and Fleur?

Anon is referring to this post. The ask being what would happen if one of the golden trio's kids was sorted into Slytherin and how Harry, Hermione, and Ron deal with that. The answer is not well.

With that, let's get the extended family.

George Weasley

Well, I imagine George is still a mess over Fred's death. True, he's married now, he owns the shop but that was the business he started with his brother, his brother was his best friend, and his entire identity revolved around being Fred's twin George.

This is a George, who as an adult outside of the school environment, has to find out who he is and how to navigate this world without Fred at his side.

I imagine that's a hugely daunting task for him. He didn't just lose a brother and a friend, he lost himself.

Ron's kid got sorted into Slytherin? That blows, but George has a business to run and memories to not think about. He probably pats the kid on the shoulder, says something like "You're a good kid" and continues to be the dazed, somewhat sad, and kind of stand-offish Uncle George he's always known.

George isn't all that bad about it but he's not much of a pillar of support either.

Ginny Weasley

Ginny's a lot like Ron. Everyone in the family's always been Gryffindor and she takes the sorting hat very seriously. Slytherin's the place for the likes of Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Tom Riddle. Good kids don't prize cunning and ambition above everything else.

I imagine she tries to do an intervention on the kid. Too late to get them sent to a different house, but Ron, we need to talk about your kid here. I imagine she rallies the family to do an intervention for the poor eleven-year-old where they try to get the kid to admit he has severe psychological issues and he's very sorry and won't do it again.

That's not really good enough though and Ginny side-eyes the kid for the rest of their lives. Ron doesn't blame her, he really wishes it wasn't his kid.

Molly and Arthur Weasley

They wonder where they went wrong.

Everyone in the family's always been a Gryffindor on both sides. Their family values are strongly in support of Gryffindor and always have been. Gryffindor traits are what they, as a family, prize above all others. Even Percy, bless his heart, while ambitious is not a Slytherin.

They're all Gryffindors to their core.

What went wrong with this one?

It's the subject of many late night discussions between the pair, wondering why they didn't see the signs, if it's already too late or if they can't intervene on the poor kid.

I imagine Molly calls up Harry/Ginny and or Ron/Hermione to lecture them on their parenting skills. Clearly, they're instilling the wrong values in their children and they need to know how to do it right.

Bill and Fleur Weasley

Fleur doesn't get the point of this. This all seems very dramatic and silly over a hat. At Beauxbatons, their houses are picked at random, like sane people. And they certainly don't have this obsession years after the fact, for the rest of their lives, over whether they're a mole or a wombat or whatever the hell it even is.

Fleur goes out of her way to be extra nice to the kid to a) piss off Molly b) because this family's insane and what they're doing is terrible.

Bill is aghast and tries to correct Fleur's understanding of why this is a big deal. He can't articulate it, but trust him, Fleur, this is a very big deal!

Bill though, is trapped between a rock and a hard place of his family and his wife (as usual). On the one hand, Fleur is judging him very harshly for not being the nicest man on the planet to his nephew/niece who was sorted into Slytherin. On the other hand, his family judges him if he even smiles at the kid. Bill ends up deciding on a lukewarm acceptance, which is more than everyone else gives the kid.

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namelessayakashi · 3 years

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Merlin/Arthur Fic Rec List

This is going to be a long post, so the recs start blow the cut!

I wanted to make a fic rec list!! So, here I am. Should be doing my uni homework that's due tonight but I am a terrible procrastinator.

I will probably make another one later on when I have more time that is more organized, but this one is in no particular order.

Last Updated 23 Sept. 2021

Also, quickly, a big thank you to @kickassfu for the making gif above for this post, ilysm Maf!!

Onto the fics!

Unsaid Love by AeonTheDimensionalGirl

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Type: Return Fic; Angst with a Happy Ending

Wordcount: 4,022

Quick Summary: Songfic for the song Unsaid Emily from Julie & the Phantoms. Follows Merlin through the years as every century on Arthur's birthday more and more of a song is revealed to him when he goes to sleep. [Regency setting fic]

-- I am still not over this fic of @aeonthedimensionalgirl's, this fic is literally incredible. It is so good. I recommend reading it with Unsaid Emily playing on repeat in the background.

The Wisdom Of The Ages by tehfanglyfish

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Type: Fluff; Getting Together

Wordcount: 4,200

Quick Summary: "Saving Arthur while disguised as Dragoon the Great was all well and good until the king decided the old sorcerer deserved a reward. On the run from Arthur, Merlin finds sanctuary in an elderly women's social club. What was supposed to be a one-time visit becomes a regular part of Merlin's week, as he returns each Friday to discuss recipes, commiserate about aches and pains, and lament the state of his love life." - Summary directly from AO3

-- Such a good fic, honestly, like. Merlin befriends Camelot's elderly ladies. Need I say more? It's great.

Forgetful Days by OnceFutureEmrys

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: None Apply

Type: Fluff; Modern AU

Wordcount: 620

Quick Summary: "Arthur is very forgetful. Luckily, Merlin is there to help." - Summary directly from AO3

-- Seriously, @oncefutureemrys this fic is so cute and it's just great, def recommend it

Home in Your Arms by OnceFutureEmrys

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: None Apply

Type: Pining; Fluff; Modern AU

Wordcount: 1,574

Quick Summary: "Arthur is missing Merlin when when he hears someone knocking on the door..." - Summary directly from AO3

-- Yes, another one from OFE, because I love her and her fics. This fic is so sweet, it is a modern University AU!

Ink On A Page by Hisa_Ai

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: None Apply

Type: Pining; Fluff

Wordcount: 2,170

Quick Summary: Merlin writes his feelings on parchment, because if they are on paper, they are just words on a page, and not really his and didn't hold any meaning. One day Arthur notices him writing on one of these pieces of parchment.

-- Literally so beautiful. I loved this fic so much, and I recommend it so much. It is a canon era confessions fic, and it's just so good.

Fool Me Once by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Type: Humor; Magic Revealed; Dark Humor

Wordcount: 18, 728

Quick Summary: "Uther finds out about Merlin’s magic, but can’t seem to kill him. Merlin is just trying to protect Arthur. They become a begrudgingly effective duo. Arthur doesn't understand why they think he isn't noticing this." - Summary directly from AO3

-- I mean, can I just recommend this entire series? Seriously, the series this fic is in is just--excellent. I love this fic. It has Immortal Merlin and Uther Knowing about his magic. Seriously, though, just this series is amazing ahah Exceptionally Exceptional, Calling the Middleman, Returning the Favor, In Which Arthur Lets a Sorcerer Live and Regrets It, just to name a few, are incredible and I definitely recommend reading them.

for my beating heart is far too small for the entirety of my love for you by kickassfu

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: None Apply

Type: Fluff; Established Relationship

Wordcount: 1,566

Quick Summary: Arthur is trying to learn a little magic to surprise Merlin at his coronation after their wedding.

-- So, I actually gave @kickassfu the prompt for this one. And oh my gods. How they did it? So soft, sweet. It is so good, and I 100% recommend you check it out!

That’s my Man by AeonTheDimensionalGirl

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: None Apply

Type: Emotional Hurt/Comfort; Magic Revealed; Arranged Marriage; Angst with a Happy Ending

Wordcount: 2,287

Quick Summary: "By ancient, prophesied law, Arthur Pendragon must wed Emrys.

Problem is no one knows who they are." - Summary directly from AO3

-- I told you Aeon would be on here again! Love this fic so much. Love magic reveals, love arranged marriages. Seriously, this is great.

the house is flooded (as is his heart) by powered_by_notes

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Type: Domestic Fluff; Return Fic

Wordcount: 2,281

Quick Summary: Arthur leaves to do some work in town, and Merlin runs into a bit of trouble with the cottage and their chickens while he's gone.

-- They have chickens. Enough said. No but really, this is so good, they live in a cottage and they have chickens and I definitely recommend this fic.

Emrys the Really, Truly Terrible by lindenwaverly

Rating: Teens & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Type: Magic Reveal, Emrys Reveal

Wordcount: 15,241

Quick Summary: Arthur has repealed the ban on magic, but Merlin still hasn't come clean about his identity. The issue comes in where, Arthur wants Emrys to be his Court Sorcerer

-- literally. cackled. this is so great, i loved this one. i read it in the morning and do not regret it one bit. some of the dialogue just killed me. it's a great fic, and you should definitely read it.

Arthur Pendragon's Business Judgment Rule by oddishly

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Type: Woke Up Married

Wordcount: 27,459

Quick Summary: "Arthur and Merlin wake up married. Camelot is in the middle of treaty negotiations with a visiting king. It's okay, Arthur has a plan." - Summary directly from AO3

Lord Drake's Bequest by Pennyplainknits

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Type: Modern Era, Fake Relationship

Wordcount: 9,966

Quick Summary: " "To my great-nephew Arthur I bequeath Tintagel Distribution, wholly and without reserve, save for one condition. You must marry, and stay married, for a period of no less than six months. You're a wonderful businessman Arthur, but a full life needs love and companionship, not just a string of affairs. Settle down young Arthur, and your life will be the richer for it." " - Summary directly from AO3

of all things magic, a cerulean haze by powered_by_notes

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warning: None Apply

Type: Magic Reveal

Wc: 7,092

Summary: "When Arthur goes missing, Merlin goes off on his own searching for him. He knows to look for things that the others simply do not and has things at his disposal that the others, again, simply do not.

. . .Magical things, of course.

In all his power, worry, anger, and relentless searching, he has no idea the missing king is being shown all the things that Merlin is doing with that power.

. . .Magical things, of course." - Summary directly from AO3

-- Loved this sm. Gods, I was supposed to read this ages ago, but only FINALLY just found the time to last night and it was so great. Arthur is kidnapped while out doing smth for Merlin and it's just really good.

On the Run by Sorceressofdragons

Rating: E

Archive Warnings: None Apply

Type: Modern AU

Wordcount: 18,155

Summary: After an unsuccessful attempt on their lives, new neighbours Arthur and Merlin decide to take off into the woods. Their destination is Morgana’s country estate, but these two city boys don’t know anything about survival—so if the foxes don’t get them, the lack of Monster Munch might. Featuring sex mishaps, weird food, walking in circles, and some obligatory cuddling. Oh, and Merlin is hung. - Summary directly from AO3

-- fucking KILLED me. This was just -- it was great. Literally, from the start I SWORE i knew the who and why only to discover I was totally off with the *why* and it was fantastic.

Hear Your Heart Sing (Love, Love, Love) by schweet_heart

Rating: Mature

Archive Warnings: None Apply

Type: Soulmate Au, Modern Au

Wordcount: 15,834

Summary: Merlin used to like the idea of finding The One – until he fell in love with Arthur Pendragon. Now he has a boss he can't date (but can't stop thinking about), a soulmate he can't find (who has terrible taste in music), and a best friend who can't believe he still hasn't got his act together (even though it's seriously not his fault).Sometimes, life is unfairly complicated, even without your soulmate singing painfully catchy tunes in the back of your head. - Summary directly from AO3

-- This one was just great. The soulmates, the songs, the misunderstandings--it was great. I loved this one.

Note to Idiot by tinylilremus

Rating: Teen & Up

Archive Warnings: None Apply

Type: Harry Potter AU, Modern AU

Wordcount: 9,762

Summary: Arthur and Merlin are members of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad who work different shifts and share the same office. Arthur, who works the day shift, can't stand the rain. Merlin, who works the night shift, can't concentrate without it.

When they both get tired of changing the weather in the magical window in their underground office, is there a more British way to settle their differences than with a few passive-aggressive memos? - Summary directly from AO3

-- HP AU! A Ministry AU at that! I literally. I loved this so much. Merlin & Arthur are both in the AMRS, different shifts, and it's just hnsdsjdkh it's so good. Really, it's great. And we get to see them on the job a bit!!! Which is fun. This one is def a great one to read, esp if you like HP AUs

as stated previously, this list is being frequently updated with more fics!!!

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leonardhoee · 3 years

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Ikevamp OC: Sandro Botticelli

Birthday: March 1, 1445

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Height: 173cm (5’8)

Past Occupation: Artist

Vampiric Type: Lesser Vampire

MBTI Personality: ENFJ- A

Build: Lean, but toned. He says his best feature is his ass. Everyone agrees

Fashion Style: Modern day Sandro would wear light academia or cottage core. He would also wear a maid dress or skirt just because he’s proud of his thighs. In Ikevamp’s time period however, his priority is always comfort. He’s wear leather pants with either a white silk or cotton button up. (Tiddies out ofc because he is shameless)

Background: Turned in 1510 by Lorenzo de Medici, Botticelli was initially unaware that he had even died and been resurrected as a vampire. As someone who greatly appreciates life, he was angry at first about being brought back without his permission, and immediately left the Medici court. For several decades he traveled the world and realized there was so much undiscovered beauty just waiting to be discovered and immortalized by him. Since then he made it his goal to seek out that beauty wherever he could, and create a painting so extravagant and ethereal that it would put the sun, moon, and stars to shame.

Personality: He is one of the most outgoing people in the mansion. He is not afraid to speak his mind and often compliments random people he meets in town. He is very genuine, almost to a fault. He always sees the good in others and can be a bit naive at times, only because he choses to believe people at face value. His authenticity and trust in others, inspire the people he cares about to believe in themselves and become more confident. He also tends to have a flair for the dramatic, basically the embodiment of “I’ll get over it, I just need to be dramatic first”. He can be a bit dreamy and carefree, tossing awareness of his surroundings. (One time he went horseback riding with Leonardo and saw a pretty flower. He spaced out, thinking about how he would paint it in the hands of a beautiful person and ended up getting thrown off his horse when he almost rode into a tree. A true himbo). His carefree attitude however, can leave him a bit detached from people. While he’s very empathetic, he doesn’t know what to do when those emotions are coming from him. Finding beauty is his motivation after being brought back, but what happens when he realizes beauty isn’t the only reason he’s so drawn to you?

In Love: At first, he simply thought he was attracted to you for your beauty. After all, that’s the reason he was drawn to people in the past. He understand’s beauty very well, but he doesn't know what true love feels like from his own perspective. A major conflict for him would be realizing that the reason his heart races after time you smile at him, isn't because he simply finds you worthy of his art. He is hopelessly in love with you.

“Oh don’t worry, I’m just holding your hand because its pretty haha...”

He can be oblivious at the beginning and won’t understand why you’re jealousy that he’s admiring other people for their beauty. It’s only because he wants them to be art subjects right?

But once he has come to terms with his feelings, he will be the sweetest lover you can ask for. You are a goddess to him, his one and only muse, and he will make sure you know that he worships every single part of you. (He will definitely ask to paint you nude because “beauty such as yours absolutely must be captured. I only hope I can capture your radiance the way you deserve Amore”)

Hobbies: Painting, Meddling in people’s business, Stargazing

Dislikes: Dishonest and close minded people, Spicy Food

Favorite Food: Crème Brûlée

Hated Food: Banana

Weaknesses: Physical fighting, Math, Situational awareness.

Speciality: Making people smile, Chaos

Extra Things:

-Lorenzo brought him back because he believed it would be a waste for the world to loose such talent so quickly.

- He arrived at the mansion to surprise Leonardo after hearing he was still alive. It was supposed to be a temporary stay but he fell in love with Paris and asked Comte if he could move in with them.

- Sandro is a great singer and dancer and is often asked by Mozart to sing one of his pieces for him. However he only agrees if he is allowed to draw Mozart after. (He can’t help it, Mozart and Jean are so ethereally beautiful, they just have to be drawn.)

- While he is extremely talented artistically, he doesn't know how to cook, wash dishes, or hail a carriage. Sebastian has officially banned him from the kitchen after he set the cupboards on fire trying to make a cake. (Theo nearly had a stroke after taking a bite and realizing he mixed up the salt and sugar)

- He is already very hyper, and he is not allowed to touch coffee. One time Arthur gave him a cup and he was awake all night trying to turned all the residents into the perfect models. He carried their sleeping bodies to the garden and arranged them to resemble the 12 Olympians. Jean woke up the next morning curled up at Comte’s feet and since then he has banned Botticelli from visiting his room or painting him.

- Botticelli originally met Leonardo while they were both studying in Verrocchio’s workshop, and he considers Leo to be like an older brother to him. Being the two college-age dumbasses they are, they decided to move in together and start working as waiters in a nearby restaurant. After most of the staff died from the plague, Leonardo came up with the bright idea of rebranding the restaurant, calling it called "Le tre rane di Sandro e Leonardo" (the Three Frogs of Sandro and Leonardo), and serving gourmet cuisine. It ended up being a failure because most of their customers were not used to the innovative new food being served.

- A threeway with Leonardo is definitely a possibility for you.

- He has a pet peacock named Juno.

- Sometimes he lays down in the garden and watches the clouds imagining different animals based on their shapes.

- Surprising Botticelli is very good friends with Dazai, and his positive outlook on life has helped Dazai appreciate his own existence. None of the other residents understand their conversations but it makes perfect sense between them.

- He cannot handle spicy food. One time Dazai slipped chili powder into his dinner and his face turned red while he teared up. To this day he internally shudders every time he sees the others eating something spicy without flinching.

- He tries to avoid conflicts as much as he can because he tends to get emotional very quickly. Being so empathetic can be draining to him and getting into a fight hurts him more than it will ever hurt the other person.

- He loves making random sketches of you and the other residents, and he will leave them your respective rooms with a small note reminding everyone that they are appreciated.

- His love language is physical touch and he has a habit of kissing everyone on the cheek or forehead.

- Something about Napoleon’s room is so cozy and welcoming that it makes him sleepy. He’s woken up cuddling Napoleon many times. Yes they have kissed each other.

- Though, he doesn’t like taking naps with Leonardo because sleeping on the floor makes all his bones hurt.

- He has a sweet tooth that rivals Theo. Between the two of them, any desserts Sebastian buys, are eating within 2 days.

- Sandro loves shopping with Comte and he constantly asks Leonardo to let him pick out a new wardrobe. He cringes every time he sees those mismatched boots.

- Shakespeare is the only resident that makes him a bit wary. He is very good at figuring out when people are lying and Will’s personality unsettles him.

- Besides Leonardo, Vincent is his favorite resident. Sandro appreciates how kind and welcoming he is, and his favorite pastime is painting with him. If he ever hears people talk bad about Vincent he will not hesitate to give that person a piece of his mind.

- Sandro is a bi king who develops crushes very easily, but most of them are fleeting and superficial. He had a major crush on Leonardo that he quickly got over after they became friends. When they lived together, Leo would often tease him for his habit of falling for people so quickly and moving on within a week.

- Modern Botticelli would be a major Ariana Grande, Harry Styles, and FKA Twigs fan.

- One time he was running to show Dazai a pretty butterfly he found and he was so distracted by it that he didn’t notice the tree branch right in front of him. He ran into it so hard that he knocked himself out for 30 minutes and Napoleon had to carry him back inside the mansion.

Other characters he is similar to: Ranpo Edogawa, Tamaki Suoh, Grell Sutcliff

I’m going to be using Ikevamp Botticelli so you can follow that tag if you want to hear more about him!

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp oc #ikevamp botticelli

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xpao-bearx · 3 years

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《This story series is also on my AO3 acc @ Paoloca》

SUMMARY: The bachelors of Selphia conjure up a plan to decide who truly deserves the beautiful princess' heart...if Frey can only choose one of them, that is.

PAIRINGS: Frey x Vishnal, Frey x Kiel, Frey x Doug, Frey x Arthur, Frey x Dylas, Frey x Leon (Polyamorous Ships)

RATING: Mature/18+/Romance & Smut. Please bear these in mind if you are uncomfortable and do NOT report!

NOTE: I have been an avid fan and lover of the Rune Factory series for a looong fooken time now and with RF 5 coming up (who else can't wait?!?!) along with my bursting inspiration, I decided to do something a lil special~ 💖

This story is actually one I wrote--or at least TRIED to write as I didn't finish it--many years ago on my old Wattpad acc (I have a new one now). As such, I'm taking the basic plotline from the original idea I had and simply making it a bit better especially now that I'm older + more mature (pfft yeah sure "mAtUrE" xD).

I sincerely and deeply love ALL of the amazing bachelors on RF 4 and as someone who absolutely ✨A D O R E S✨ reverse harems, I really *personally* don't think that Frey has to choose! And so, here's a naughty + sweet story that'll kinda just delve into my--and I'm sure others'--fantasy ;)

I hope ya lovelies will enjoy this story series and your wonderful support is always very much appreciated! 🥺💕💕 Also, feel free to fangirl/fanboy with me anytime~

P.S. Please forgive mah pathetic ass in advance if I ever portray any of the characters wrong, I promise to do my best!!

"The Princess' Harem"

Part 1: The Game

☆ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE TALENTED ARTIST☆

Summer 1, the dawn of a sweltering season. But most of all...

Beach Day!

Ah, yes, a most wonderful holiday to take a dip in the refreshing water and don the most attractive swimsuits that perfectly hugged one's form! And while it was understandable for the gentlemen to gawk and admire the lovely ladies, it seemed that all the bachelors of Selphia were completely ensnared by one warrior princess in particular...

Frey's tinkly laughter carried in the air as she happily swam around in the lake with the other girls. It was certainly a gorgeous day, yet none could quite rival the turquoise haired beauty's radiant smile.

"Haa... The princess is SO beautiful~" Vishnal sighed dreamily, his violet eyes turning into hearts.

"A goddess among mere mortals!" Kiel piped up cutely.

"You guys are so lame! But, uh... Y-Yeah, I agree, I guess." Doug conceded, face flushing as scarlet as his hair.

"I am a man, after all. Therefore, I must say I agree as well." Arthur cleared his throat, propping his glasses.

"You are all perverts..." Dylas grumbled, though he couldn't help but shyly sneak a peek at Frey.

"My, my~ You're such a bad liar, horsie. Calling us perverts when you, yourself, are one~" Leon chuckled, smirking.

"Who're ya calling horsie?!" Dylas snapped, but couldn't start an argument when all of them heard a splash and saw Frey emerge onto shore.

"Princess!" Vishnal beamed, not wasting a single second as he dashed towards her with a towel much like an excited puppy. "Are you done swimming?"

Frey gratefully took the towel, wiping her drenching body with it. "Yes, I am! And once I change into my clothes, I'm going to be checking the requests."

"You're ever so diligent, Frey. I truly admire that about you." Arthur smiled as he and the rest of the boys approached their beloved girlfriend. Arthur's glasses then flashed as the sun reflected on them, and he quickly grabbed that splendid opportunity for his gaze to drop and hyperfocus on Frey's nearly naked body. He barely managed to suppress it as he almost shamelessly licked his lips, fully taking in and very much appreciating her wet and fit physique.

"Oh, it's nothing! I'm only doing my duties." Frey giggled, embarrassed as her cheeks tinted pink. "But other than that, how come you guys aren't in your swimsuits? It's boiling!" She frowned worriedly.

"Why, is milady that eager to see me in all my glory?" Leon purred, standing in front of her in a flash. His teal eyes sparkled mischievously, as one of his hands reached forward to run his fingers through her long hair. "If you want to see me that badly, I'd rather 'perform' a private show for you tonight~"

Frey became as red as a ruby, opening and closing her mouth repeatedly like a fish out of water. She tried to speak, but no words came out as she could only stare up with eyes as wide as dinner plates at an amused Leon who was enjoying this situation far too much.

"Oi, knock it off!" Dylas growled, wrapping a protective arm around Frey as he glared sharply at Leon. "She's gonna go fishing with me after she's done, anyways!"

"WHAT?! No fair, you can't hog her all to yourself! If you guys are going fishing then I'm going, too!" Doug huffed, snatching Frey away from Dylas.

"No way, you dumbass dwarf! You're not invited!"

"Well, I am now, you fucking nag!"

As the two handsome idiots bickered like an old married couple and fought over Frey, she could only release an exasperated sigh. Honestly, she loved them both, but there was really no use trying to talk any sense into them. The best anyone could do was just wait it out until they inevitably get tired.

But as Doug and Dylas were yanking Frey from one side to another like a ragdoll, they suddenly stopped. It seems that everyone else halted, too, and the air blew bitter cold. Frey, oblivious, could only raise a brow before she finally realized--or more like felt--what all the boys were staring at.

She looked down, Doug and Dylas' hands accidentally cupping each one of Frey's breasts. All of the boys were a thousand shades of crimson, and Vishnal even started to have a nosebleed.

"ACK! S-Sorry..!" Doug and Dylas exclaimed in unison, abruptly pulling their hands away as if they were burned.

"O-Oh, uh, it's f-fine..!" Frey stuttered, not being able to meet anyone's gaze. "I-It was just an accident, after all!"

"Are you sure you're alright, Frey?" Kiel asked, holding her hands into his gently as he studied her face in concern. "These lowlifes didn't hurt you, did they?" It was rare for Kiel to be angry let alone badmouthing anyone, but it was clear from his tone how upset he was. Honestly, Doug and Dylas were a little scared...

"Y-Yes, I'm alright!" Frey nodded vigorously, smiling brightly. "Seriously, guys, don't worry about me! I'll see you all later, okay?" She hurriedly gave each one of them a chaste peck on the cheek before making her way back to the castle.

"So..." Leon began, a fake smile plastered on his lips as his eyes held no emotion. "I wonder who the true perverts are now?"

"H-Hey, it was an accident! Besides, it's all this moron's fault!" Dylas retorted, pointing an accusatory finger at Doug.

"MY fault?! If you just invited me in the first place, none of this would've happened!" Doug shouted furiously.

"You guys...touched...the princess' b-b-breasts..." Vishnal muttered, totally lost in his own world as he was slowly deteriorating from existence.

"Oh, my..." Arthur let out a heavy exhale. "I'm sure you two already know this, but as soon as Frey is done with her tasks then you both must apologize to her again. Accident or not, it is completely unacceptable for a man to touch a woman without her consent."

"Hey, y'know, I've been wondering..." Kiel cut in. "Do you guys ever think if Frey is just being strung along by us?"

"What do you mean?" Doug frowned.

"Like, didn't we confess to Frey at different times? And at every confession, she rejected all of us. And later on, it was only then we found out that we all shared the same feelings for her."

"So, what's your point?" Dylas pressed.

Kiel sighed, staring pointedly at the taller man. "Don't you find it a bit weird that now, we're all in a relationship with her? I know that being in a polyamorous relationship with Frey was something we all consented on from the very beginning, but why the sudden change of heart?"

"Isn't it obvious? Being in a polyamorous relationship means that Frey likes all of us at the same time, which is fine. Maybe she was just too shy at first to admit it." Leon shrugged.

"That may be true, or...what if she's only with us out of pity?" A wave of realization washed through everyone, and a certain pang of sadness settled in their hearts. "Frey is such a nice person, it's possible she only agreed to be with us since she felt bad for rejecting us. And now, she doesn't know how to break up with us for fear of hurting us even more."

"There's also one other possibility..." Arthur spoke up. "What if she actually likes one of us, but can't exclusively date that person?"

Dead silence. Only the faint sounds of the lake thrashing and birds chirping, before Vishnal was the one who first woke up back to reality.

"So... What are we supposed to do?" He questioned softly. "I feel so terrible... If what you're saying is true, then I don't want to continue on like this. I love Frey, but I can't ever bear the thought of hurting her!"

"How about a game?" Leon suggested.

"Now's really not the time, foxy." Doug rolled his eyes.

"No, no. You've misunderstood." Leon shook his head. "I'm talking about a game to see who Frey truly likes or doesn't like. And that way, we won't have to be hurting her and suffering like this anymore."

"Hmm... An interesting proposition." Arthur hummed thoughtfully. "I don't quite like referring to this as a 'game', but colour me intrigued. What's your idea, then?"

"Alright. So, we each get one whole day to spend with Frey. Completely alone, and no one is allowed to bother anyone else. As long as Frey is okay with it, then we can do whatever we want with her. Going on dates, exploring...you get the idea. Finally, by the end of the week, we'll all ask her how she feels and who she had the most fun with. Her answer will then determine what will happen afterwards."

"Hmph. Okay, that sounds good." Dylas nodded, agreeing for once. "How can we settle who goes first and last, though?"

"I think it would only be fair if we go in the order that Frey met us. So it's Vishnal, me, Doug, Arthur, Dylas, and then Leon." Kiel offered.

"All in favour?" Arthur asked, and everyone collectively voiced out their approval. "Good. It's settled, then. May the best man win!"

"Speaking of, I forgot that the castle is undergoing construction! So please excuse me, I'll have to get going now!" Vishnal grinned, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"Wait... I just visited Ventuswill earlier with Granny Blossom." Doug furrowed his brows before gasping. "That bastard..! He went to go have a headstart with Frey!" He immediately chased after the conniving butler, but not before his shoulder got bumped hard by Dylas.

"If anyone's gonna get a headstart, it's me!"

"Oh, shut the hell up, HORSIE!"

Arthur sighed deeply, rubbing his temples stressfully as Kiel only chuckled sheepishly. Leon simply watched the scene, his fan hiding his smirk.

'There is a saying: Save the best for last~' Leon thought satisfyingly to himself.

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talesofnovembria · 2 years

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"Arthur is... complicated. Certainly more than anyone else I know... well maybe aside from my husband, but that's because he can be broken down to being an emotional wreck. Arthur is different."

"He's an... well for lack of being able to find better words, an emotional genius. What I mean by that is he gets the emotions of the people around him, especially when tensions get high. He's very good at defusing a situation where emotions are involved, unless there is something keeping him from doing so. Whenever he's around, he does his best to keep things from escalating... most of the time anyways."

"His combative prowess is average, though that could also be accounted to the fact that I have not seem much of him fighting. He seems more like the type to run from a fight rather than stand his ground, if only to not be in the way. That doesn't make him a coward though. He's smart. One must carefully pick and choose their battles. More often than not, it is the presence of danger that makes him act... and often do stupid things. I swear, the man has no concept of self-preservation."

"Out of everyone I know, he's certainly the smartest, and the one that can hold the best intellectual conversation with someone like me. He understands me on a level unlike the others. It probably helps that he knows do much of my home and... what it's like there... to some degree... but he'll speak with me in a calm, collected manner. We can see one another's points, and take into account things that many not have been thought of on both sides."

"If you were to combine the tactical and logical side of my brain along with his understanding of emotions and reactions, then higher beings above help anyone that may have pissed either one of us off. Or put someone we care about in danger."

"Arthur certainly has a big heart, but that can also be quite a problem. On the surface level, wanting to help anyone and everyone is a noble goal, especially when it comes to those that are looking to turn over a new leaf, or regret things they might have done in the past. I am worried such a thing will come back to bite him. Not everyone deserves such a chance, nor will want to change. He could very easily be taken advantage of with that kind of kindness."

"He can tend to be a hypocrite at times as well. He... falls in a similar line with myself. Telling others to do certain things, or advice that he himself will not follow through with. It's obnoxious when we can pick up on it, but credit where it is due, he has gotten a bit better at it."

"All that being said though, he is good company to have around. He is a good person, despite what anyone else says. He's determined, can keep people in line, and looks for the best in everyone. I can't think of anyone else that would allow me to break his own computer out of a hurt feeling... and then go smashing at cars to the point where it's kind of our thing."

"In a lot of ways... he's like me... and that both comforts me, and terrifies me. But I wouldn't trade him for anyone else. I wouldn't be a 'Kingsmen' otherwise."

#bitch in armor - salena #meme reply #ren art #eage art #troublesome brother - arthur #long post

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thesunwillshineonusagain757 · 3 years

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Day 3: MYTHOLOGY AND FAIRYTALES

WARNING: If you are not familiar with the myth someone dies, don’t worry it’s not a gruesome depiction, just putting the warning for someone’s death .

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Rhaegar couldn’t describe the feeling of death even if he wanted, as the arrow made from a branch of mistletoe pierced his heart, a feeling of loss, he felt as though he was losing his consciousness, he looked forward and saw his mother, she looked at him in horror. Yet the feeling of absence distracted him from what was truly happening, to Rhaegar that was only that feeling of not being there any more , and pain, a feeling he had never had that feeling before, it had only being described to him before, and to what concerned him none of the way it had been described to him, as he fell to the ground and his consciousness disengaged itself from its body , he felt a strange sense of peace.

He closed his eyes for one last time, feeling himself slip away, he felt his mother shook his body that was now laying on the floor one last time, before he felt himself slipping away completely. He remembered how the sun had shone that morning, how his brother Viserys had told him of going to Miðgarðr and playing with the children of the town one of his sons lived in. Yet now it didn’t matter any more, Rhaegar would only see his brother after the Ragnarök.

After he saw some of his most treasured memories, he opened his eyes again, he was laying on the floor of a different place, somewhere very distant from the party hall he was at before. Rhaegar got up and as he stood on to his feet he looked around, that realm’s sky seemed to be at night, but the silence told him otherwise, Valhalla wasn't quiet place, at days the warrior fought each other and at night they celebrated, the silence told him where he was, Rhaegar was in Hel, that place of darkness his mother always told him about.

He would be lying if said he wasn’t nervous, Hel wasn’t Helheim wasn’t exactly, a realm with a good reputation, people without glory, that died of illnesses and old age were the dead that resided in the realm. It was a cold place, and it felt isolated, Rhaegar looked around and saw no one, not even one soul. The cold of the feeling of loneliness crept up his spine, and that was when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Her tuner around and saw a valid being, he turned away stunned by the sighting of that being who was clearly not one of the souls residing in that realm.

But before he could think on running, the being took the veil covering their face, and that was the first time he saw her, he would always remember, Lyanna the queen of Hel, daughter of the god of mischief, she was anything but what he expected, he expected her to be a decrepit old woman since she was the queen of the dead, yet she was very much young, younger than him, not a child woman but surely younger than him.

“ You are Rhaegar .”- She acknowledged

Her voice was determined but at the same time had some sweetness, an understanding that he would be confused to be in her realm. Lyanna had a pale face, and raven black hair, but her eyes were what caught the eye on her face, giant silver-bluish eyes with one of them being bluer than the other, yet they both were like two sharp blades,that would cut him in half.

“ Yes I am .”- Rhaegar told her, knowing if he wa there now he was a subject of his realm

“ The god of justice, wisdom and beauty. I’d say the beauty part if quite accurate.”- Lyanna said with a mild smirk that gazed her lips

“ Your grace.”- Rhaegar bowed thankful to the queens words but yet nervous to what fate awaited him in this realm

“ We’ve been waiting for you .”- Lyanna said in a very curious tone

“ You have ?”- Rhaegar asked confused

“ Your death was foretold, even if your mother tried to postpone it, death would come, it doesn't discriminate. But you seemed to be in better shape than most people that come here.”- Lyanna

“ Thank you, your grace.”- Rhaegar thanked her still feeling nervous

“ Your grace ? You don’t need to call me that after all, if we are to be friends, I expected us to be equals.”- Lyanna smiled and Rhaegar could have sworn his heart skipped a bit

“ We are to be friends ?”- Rhaegar asked

“ Well, will have to wait around until the Ragnarök and believe me, this place can get lonely,come on I’ll show you around.”-Lyanna said

It took less time than he would have thought for him to get used to Helheim, it was a grim place but the company of Lyanna made it a worth it, he liked her house where she had insisted for him to live, it was full of plants such as beech, elder, elm, ivy, juniper, mullein, willow, yew, blackthorn, jasmine and evergreens, of course the altar with animal fur, animal bones, skulls, horns, skeletons, skeletal hands did creep him out at first, but he got used to it.

He enjoyed her company, she could be funny and good-humoured, her fondness for children made him think she would have been a good mother, but as she once told him,her body was half of the realm as she was also it’s owner, so a child would be something impossible on her half dead, or very ambiguous state.

Rhaegar particularly looked forward to when in the afternoons, they would play board games, drinking mead, and talking about the most banal of things, she would mostly win, Lyanna was good at strategic games, Rhaegar thought maybe that was why she loved playing those games. They usually played for hours on end with the smell of incense or candles like myrrh, styrax balsam, apple blossom, and rose surrounding the house. Rhaegar was happy, happier than he ever thought himself capable to be in such a place, nevertheless something was going to happen, and it did.

A fortnight after he had been in Helheim, he went to his usual appointment with Lyanna, they both started playing Tafl, as they usually did, but Lyanna seemed distracted looking into her cup of mead, she was usually focused in beating Rhaegar in every single match they played, but on that day she was distracted.

“ What is it ?”- Rhaegar asked her

“ What ?”- Lyanna said looking back at him

“ You seem distracted, what is it ?”- Rhaegar

“ I’m not distracted.”- Lyanna denied

“ I’m winning this match, I never won… Why are you distracted ? Did something happen?”- Rhaegar asked

“ People came to me sometime ago.”- Lyanna told him

“ And what is it ?”- Rhaegar asked

The look she was giving, it was sad and sorrowfully, she was pondering something, Rhaegar got more concerned with what might have troubled the queen of Helheim. He had come to like Lyanna, he saw how lonely she could get, and how melancholic she could be, and he didn’t like that, he felt protective towards her even if she was the queen of Helheim he still fell for her. So when she looked shaken as she was he was immediately troubled.

“ Arthur, the brave, he asked me to return you to Aesir. He begged for your return.”- Lyanna said melancholy

“ And what did you say ?”- Rhaegar asked, he regretted immediately not having concealed his excitement in getting, home after he saw the hurt on Lyanna’s face

It wasn’t like he hated being in Helheim, he was happy there, he would have been happy there, with Lyanna he knew that , but he wanted to see his mother, and brothers one last time, even though it was a naive desire. But if his brother Arthur , the messenger of the gods had come to Helheim to ask for his soul, it might happen.

“ I told them, if everyone mourned you and shed tears for you. You would be free to go.”- Lyanna said with her voice tearful

“ This is amazing. “- Rhaegar got out from his sit across Lyanna and ran out of the room,running to the front of her house

She followed him , but as she got there, Rhaegar stood in confusion. If Arthur had come to get him he would be waiting for them on the outside. But there was no sign of Arthur, so he turned back to Lyanna that seemed sad.

“ Where is Arthur ?”- Rhaegar

“ That’s the problem, someone didn’t shed a tear for you.”- Lyanna told him in her tearful voice

“ Who did ?”- He asked mildly angered

“ My father .”- She sighed, it was above a whisper

By that time Rhaegar had been told by Lyanna herself that her father, the god of mischief, was the one to have engineered his death for helping his brother, Viserys, to shoot an arrow made of mistletoe into his heart. He looked very much enraged as he passed by her and strolled back into the house. Rhaegar was Lyanna’s first company so the prospect of losing him was scary. She would have said that was why she ran after him, and not what had become true, that she had fallen for him .

“ Please don’t be angry at me, I didn’t mean for you not go back, I know you don’t like being being here, and that is not a perfect place , but I just didn’t want to go back to being alone.”- Lyanna told him tearfully as she went after him

“ I’m not angry at you .”- Rhaegar turned to look at her

“ You are not ?”- Lyanna asked

“ It’s not your fault I am dead, and I don’t hate this place.”- Rhaegar

“ You like it here ?”- Lyanna

“ Yes. I like being with you, and even if I could go back , I think I wouldn’t .”- Rhaegar said cupping Lyanna’s left cheek

“ Why wouldn’t you go ?”- Lyanna

“ I’d miss you too much… And to be clear I don’t blame you for the actions of your. ”- Rhaegar said with a smirk upon his lips

“ You’d miss me ?”- Lyanna asked with a smirk gracing her lips

“ Lya, I would.”- Rhaegar

“ Well, we better get back to the game, I have your ass to kick don’t I ?”- Lyanna

CONTEXT :

Helheim ⇏ “ The underworld” in Nordic mythology , place were people that didn’t die in battle go ;

Aesir ⇏ Clan of gods that resides in Ásgarðr;

Talf ⇏ Nordic traditional board game

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( So this is a unusual take of the mythological au, have in mind I took some liberties because in the myth of Baldr’s death, very little to nothing is told by his perspective , but by putting Rhaegar in his shoes I played with the concept of him dying and encountering Lyanna who fills the role of Hel queen of Helheim. THANKS FOR READING !! ♥︎)

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