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wangxianficfinder · 7 months

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1. Hi! This is weirdly specific but I’m looking for modern AU fics set in China, written by Chinese authors preferably because I’m hoping to find the very accurate, realistic representations of China, with all those little “daily life” details that make the setting feel more real. I hope this makes sense, and thank you in advance for your help! ❤️

There's definitely Chinese diaspora collection(s). Give me a minute and I'll see if I can find some for #1 Like this one

I am not sure how many of these are set in China but it's a collection of non canon-set fic recs made by Chinese diaspora fans in two different Diaspora servers

this is another diaspora collection!

The Fifth Type of Non-Contact Force by Caixx (Not Rated, 83k, WangXian, Modern AU, High School, Slice of Life, Slow Burn, Fluff and Humor, Actually Somewhat Canon, Mutual Pining, Horny Teenagers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Non-Graphic Smut)

oh #1 even modern day cdrama are not all that accurate for daily life stuff. If you're feeling like branching out from wangxian fic to a cdrama with modern china daily life vibes that isn't 100% romance. Can try "Heart of Genius" it's a time/parallel world travel to the past.

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2. Hello again!!! Thanks for the recs, they're so goooood! I recently read two fics that involve catfishing, how to fall in love with a catfish: a guide by wei wuxian (disaster rat) by bwyn, Yuisaki & we'll get him falling for a stranger (or a catfish) by sweetlolixoand I'm hooked! I'll definitely recommend them to everyone!

Ok so I'm craving for more catfish fics. Preferably wangxian but I'd love Sangcheng or Xicheng too! Thanks again ❤️ @dizzydandelionsandhyperhydrillas

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3. ITMF: I'm very, very picky about modern aus but figured I'd give it a try. I want a modern au where they're already adults, it's angsty, and they're in character. My fave is when the angst kind of mirrors canonverse (ie WWX being "disowned," framed for something or disappearing, miscommunication, whatever so long as it isn't kind of just random melodrama) but I'll also just accept if the angst is in a breaking up -> getting back together/exes to lovers arc. Sorry if this is too picky!

These Things Stay the Same by notevenyou (E, 29k, WangXian, Modern AU, Kid Fic, Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Character DeathInjury, Natural Disasters, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hospitalization, Accidents) kinda

These all involve breakups/canon-level misunderstandings:

Tempo Rubato by Spodumene (E, 107k, WangXian, Modern AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Romance, Persuasion au, Separations, Mutual Pining, Depression, Miscommunication, Emotional Roller Coaster, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Reconciliation, Eventual Smut, Jane Austen Fusion, Underage Kissing)

💖 Pentimento. by orange_crushed (E, 73k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, art conservation, museums, pining, not actually unrequited love, angst w/ happy ending, misunderstandings, smut, major character injury, hospitalization, hurt/comfort, past incarceration, forgery)

Waiting for Spring series by thievinghippo (E, 225k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mutual Pining, Pining while fucking, slight angst, Happy Ending, for a baseball fic, there’s not a lot of baseball, Sports, Baseball)

Dirty Little Secret by ilip13 (E, 67k, wangxian, Modern, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unreliable Narrator, Post-Break Up, Friends with benefits / Exes with benefits / Fuck-buddies, Implied Cheating, Also possibly some cheating kink, Self-Worth Issues, WWX is strong with the self-hatred here, trigger warning: suicide and mental illness (background of minor character), Graduate Students, Liberal use of the word 'fuck', Semi-Nonlinear Storytelling)

The Right to Care by travelingneuritis (E, 61k, wangxian, Modern, Mood Whiplash, musician LWJ, nanny WWX, Developing Relationship, Breakup, Texting, Pining, Eventual Happy Ending, Adoption, Child Abuse, abuse intervention, Miscommunication)

moonlight falls Series by RoseThorne (T, 19k, WangXian, Modern, Found Family, Corporate Espionage, Bunnies, Adoption, Family, Family Feels, Family Fluff, References to Depression, Anxiety, Blind Character, POV Third Person, POV WWX, Confrontations, Bad Parent LQR, Dissociation, Mental Health Issues, Anniversary, Food, Food as a Metaphor for Love, Emotional Constipation, Communication Failure, JC is Bad at Feelings, JC is Trying, WWX Needs a Hug, Implied/Referenced Sex, Food Sex, Friendship, Reconciliation, Psychological Trauma)

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4. Hey, any fics where wwx's (and lwj's) parents are alive. Absolutely no omegaverse thanks

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5. Hi! I’m looking for modern AU wangxian and I’ve searched far and wide for new ones. I don’t have anything specific except I looking for multichapter / longer than 15K! If there’s anything not talked about enough and AMAZING or something new etc. If there are any authors that write modern AU wangxian I’d love to know. Thank you so much for your page!

once upon a time, 很久很久以前 by gentil-minou (Flyingsuits) (M, 40k, WIP, WangXian, Modern AU, Canon Divergence, Transmigration, of the townwide variety, Amnesia, of the nearly everyone variety, Mystery, of the shenanigans variety, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, WWX Has Self-Esteem Issues, Single Parent LWJ, Fluff and Angst, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Minor Character Death, Angst with a Happy Ending) this is my fic, it's modern au and pretty new. still ongoing though, idk if that's a turn off for you

Just Ask Me To Stay by mrcformoso (M, 20k, WangXian, Modern AU, Former JZ/WWX, Minor NieLan, Minor XuanLi, No Powers, Dancer WWX, Musician LWJ, Roommates, Best Friends, Friends to Lovers, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Recovery, WWX Has Self-Esteem Issues, Fluff, Light Angst, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Oral Sex, Domestic Fluff, LWJ Has a Big Dick, WWX Has a Breeding Kink, Size Queen WWX, Belly Bulge, Porn With Plot, WWX Has Friends, LWJ Has Friends, Hurt/Comfort, A lot of comfort, Romantic Comedy, Cuter story than the summary makes it out to be, Feel-good) bestfriends to lovers and oh my god they were roommates.

eyes closed for you by soultana (E, 36k, wangxian, modern cultivation, POV LWJ, Cultivator LWJ, WWX is a spirit/yao, Dreams vs. Reality, basically WWX haunts LWJ's dreams (lovingly), Sexual Tension, Pining, YLLZ is misunderstood, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, WWX is a Tease, Getting Together, Supportive LXC, LQR Is So Done)

take my hand, will you share this with me series by doodlebutt (E, 137k, wangxian, JC/WQ, Modern, figure skating, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Angst with a Happy Ending, Major Character Injury, Recovery, Getting Together, Background Pregnancy, the mortifying ordeal of Talking About Your Feelings, sexually tense pair skating, and tbh. sexually tense everything else too, past trauma, public displays of affection aka canon wangxian behaviour, u dont need a sex tape when the cctv footage is Right There!, There Was Only One Bed, Pre-Relationship, TEEN WANGXIAN MY BELOVED, Semi-Public Sex, sleep deprivation and irresponsible decisions can be sexy sometimes, with additional warnings in start note, Domestic Fluff, Burnout, Yúnmèng Siblings Feels, BSSR knows everything, angst! softness! tender yearning!, demi wwx)

Players gonna play by Scrippio (T, 41k, wangxian, JC/WQ, JYL/JZX, Modern, College/University au, Theater AU, Director WWX, Faculty advisor LWJ, grad student JC, Baker JYL, grad student WQ, Fluff, First Meeting, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Depression, WIP)

Truth Will Out (when caught on video) - End_OTW_Racism! by KizuKatana (E, 108k, wangxian, WN & WWX & WQ, graphic depictions of violence, modern cultivation, canon divergence, YZY abuses WWX , caught on camera, partial core removal, WWX kicked out of Jiang sect, livestreamer WWX, meet ugly, dual cultivation, smut, no war, WIP)

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9. Hi! Hope you guys are okay <3

For your next itmf, I was hoping you could rec me something a bit more particular? Something that highlights Yi Ziyuan's abuse and makes wwx leave the Jiang sect for good. And then as time passes YZY tries to bring wwx down, or just regrets doing what she did. Can be modern, or not, I really don't mind. I just wanna see genius wwx standing up for himself and getting the love and appreciation he deserves!

Thank you again!! 🩷 @flexible-racoon

💖 Lessons relearned by Iamnotawriter (T, 44k, WangXian, LQR & WWX, Not Madam Yu Friendly, Time Travel Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Inventor WWX, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, No Golden Core Transfer, YZY Bashing) It's not the focus of the fic, but it does feature characters reacting to YZY's abusive treatment of WWX & has her try to bring him down after he leaves the sect, though that part happens late in the fic

Debts of a Child series by Hauntcats (M, 115k, WangXian, dark, YZY Bashing, Not Jiang Family Friendly, Angst and Feels, lots of anger, JC Bashing, not Jiang friendly, Angst with a Happy Ending, Content warning for icky spiders in later chapters.)

If Wishes Were Donkeys by NightOwl1 (M, 61k, WIP, WangXian, SVSSS, Time Travel Fix-It, Case Fic, Mpreg, Fluff and Humor, Dysfunctional Jiāng Family, Bad Parent YZY, WangXian Get a Happy Ending, Period-Typical Homophobia, Crossdressing, LWJ and WWX Have a Breeding Kink, It's All The System's Fault, Post-Canon, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Warning: JGS, Good Uncle LQR, LWJ and WWX Are LSZ's Parents, Inappropriate Humor, Family Feels) If Wishes Were Donkeys, kinda. YZY gets caught between her hatred of WWX and knowing he's talented when LWJ comes to get him to bring him back to Gusu as a bride, forcing her to accept a single copper coin and handing over the rights to all of WWX's inventions and blowing her top when it comes to light WWX's inventions are actually incredible

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10. Are there any fics that contain WWX resenting/hating on the Jiangs? Maybe he'd do revenge after he's out of LP or something similar with that would be ok

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11. itmf fics where JC is raising baby JL as a single parent. modern au preferred, but any is good! he could have support from others or not, but im looking for fics where he does most of the day to day parenting

To lurk, to lie in wait by trippednfell (M, 124k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, Huli Jing, strangers to co-parents to lovers, Strangers to Lovers, Dragons, Kid Fic, teenage juniors, background NieLan, Angst with a Happy Ending, Case Fic, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Not Really Character Death, Fox Spirit WWX, Dragon LWJ, Blood and Injury, Additional Warnings In Author’s Note)

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12. For the next itmf, I’m looking for fics where wwx gets turned into child/baby @selkie-hi

found your writing on my wall by howodd5ever (T, 25k, WangXian, Accidental Baby Acquisition, De-aged WWX, in which jc and lwj have to learn to deal with each other, Post-Canon, Getting Together, Referenced Child Neglect, discussion of parental loss, child food insecurity, Case Fic, kind of, Nightmares)

no time for crying by Narci (T, 10k, WangXian, Wwx protection squad, Age Regression/De-Aging, Kid!WWX, kid!lsz, night hunt gone absolutely right, (lowkey golden core fix it), Fluff, Angst and Feels, Humor, Juniors)

grow by cafecliche (T, 14k, LSZ & WWX, LSZ & LWJ, WangXian, Age Regression/De-Aging, Character Study, Post-Canon, [Podfic] Grow by jellyfishfire)

❤️ in case of fire, break glass by Jenrose (T, 65k, WangXian, Time Travel Fix-It, Post-Canon, Canon Divergence, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, BAMF WWX, BAMF LWJ, Genius Inventor WWX, No Women Die, Background XiYao, Second Chances, unless they're too evil to save, Canon-typical Temporary Major Character Death, First Time) this has some physical deaging via time travel

A Tiny, Untimely Mess by Hauntcats (T, 26k, WIP, WangXian, Child WWX, Canonical Character Death, Accidental Baby Acquisition) this is a WIP

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13. I've had a craving for a D&D AU for a while, but haven't come across any of them naturally so far. I don't mind it being them playing D&D, but preferably it would be a D&D styled fantasy AU. I just want silly Wangxian in Faerun tbh. @littlemintrose

🧡 Where’s Your Emergency? by trippednfell (M, 64k, WangXian, 911 Dispatcher WWX, Single dad LWJ, Kid fic, Modern AU, D&D Games, Angst with a happy ending) has WWX as a D&D player, and he creates characters based on himself and LWJ (and later creates his own fantasy D&D game)

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14. Itmf wwx's motherly instincts towards his ducklings pls

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15. Hi! I love love LOVE fics where Lan Zhan gets badly hurt and Wei Ying gets all protective over him. Bonus if Wei Ying goes all angry/dangerous to those who hurt Lan Zhan. Basically any fic where Wei Ying is protecting Lan Zhan who is in a bad situation is welcome 😂 Do you have specific tags or posts like that? @acklesforlife

❤️ Rabbit Heart by Suaine (M, 57k, wangxian, yearning, family issues)

moonlight caught in mutton fat by Raitelzen (T, 45k, WangXian, Case Fic, Curses, Curse Breaking, Transformation, mild body horror, Hurt LWJ, Ghosts)

the field meets the wood by astronicht (T, 7k, WangXian, BAMF WWX, slight whump, Ritualistic Self Harm, Canon Era, Tang Dynasty style, Blood Loss, Blood and Injury, salt economics, Post-Canon, [Podfic] the field meets the wood by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona), [podfic] the field meets the wood by jellyfishfire)

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16. hello! nothing in particular, just wangxian fics where lwj calls wwx his airen (i read it once in a fic and i am obssessed)

what price is duty, what cost is love by thunderwear (G, 18k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, WWX was never adopted by the Jiang Sect, War Prize, YLLZ WWX, Mutual Pining, First Kiss, First Time, Falling In Love, eventual dramatic confessions, Angst with a Happy Ending)

Stop (But please don't) by Silvers_Hidden_Corner (Silver_Flame_2724) (E, 1k, wangxian, Dubious Consent, Somnophilia, technically non-consensual somnophilia because they didn't discuss it beforehand, Bite Kink, Overstimulation, Size Kink, Strength Kink, Multiple Orgasms, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Belly Bulge, Dirty Talk, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot)

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17. Hello there! First of all Thank you for all the fic that all of you have recommended, it was very helpful and interesting. Please take care of yourselves well.

For the next ITMF, i would really appreciate if you could recommend me something that is truly heart-wrenching. I want fics that will destroy my feelings and heart.

Thank u so much! Have a great day.

When the Words Stop Coming by mrcformoso (T, 7k, wangxian, major character death, Canon Compliant, POV WWX, POV LWJ, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Pre-Sunshot Campaign, Burial Mounds Settlement Days, Canonical Character Death, Love Confessions, Rejection, LWJ is a Panicked Gay, Temporarily Unrequited Love, Trauma, WWX confesses early on, But canon still happens, LWJ starts confessing after, but the tables have turned, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Sad, LWJ rejects WWX, Then gets rejected by WWX after, "Get Lost") because I love breaking and mending hearts apparently

New Perspective series by mrcformoso (T, 35k, wangxian, LSZ & LWJ, WN & WWX, LSZ & WWX, LJY/LSZ, major character death, Angst, Hopeful Ending, Fatherhood, Regrets, Flashbacks, POV LWJ, LWJ-centric, Canonical Character Death, Pining LWJ, LWJ Has Feelings, LWJ Needs a Hug, Character Development, Dead WWX, LWJ deals with the death of his love, And learns to be a father along the way, Introspection, Feelings, LWJ is Bad at Feelings, Character Study, Regretful LWJ, Breaking Toxic Cycles, Canon Compliant, LWJ in Seclusion, Post-LWJ in Seclusion, Child LSZ, Angst with a Happy Ending, Canon Divergence but only the ending, Because can we agree that The Untamed Ending was bull, LWJ regaining Wei Ying's Trust, Golden Core Reveal, Good LSZ; Snippets, Post-Time Skip, Love Confessions, Requited Love, Trust Issues, WWX Has a Fear of Dogs, WWX Has No Golden Core, Jealousy, Fierce Corpse WN, Protective LWJ, Post-Canon, WWX Has Chronic Pain, WWX Has Issues, WWX has Phantom Pain, WWX was Malnourished, Sad LWJ, POV WWX, WWX is always cold, migraines, Suicidal WWX, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied/Referenced Suicide, mirror therapy, Good Friend NHS, Crying, WWX's body is normal but he still feels as if it isnt, POV LSZ. Found Family, Toxic Elders, Growing Up, The Lan Juniors, LSZ's parents suffered, And so he starts a revolution, Bringing about change, LWJ Adopts LSZ, WWX is LSZ's Parent, LSZ is a polite menace, HGJ raised an army of Lan rebels and we're here for it, Good Uncle WN) can guarantee has made multiple people cry

to the act of making noise by words-writ-in-starlight (WordsWritInStarlight) (G, 19k, WangXian, Grief/Mourning, Father-Son Relationship, inquiry, Music, Fluff and Angst, Found Family, CQL Verse, [Podfic] to the act of making noise by Ceewelsh, flamingwell, kisahawklin, Rionaa) This one is totally heart-wrenching (and heart-mending), bring your tissues! Gotta especially recommend the podfic version, especially the one work music added. Absolutely shreds your tear ducts. The whole series is incredible tbh

Home Front by flamingwell (T, 1k, LSZ & WWX, Post-Canon, Angst, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Child Death, Qiongqi Path prison camp references, hence the referenced child abuse and death, Grief/Mourning, a lot of angst in a small package, War Crimes)

and the calm is deep where the quiet waters flow by izanyas (E, 308k, WIP, WangXian, A/B/O Dynamics, Rape Recovery, Unplanned Pregnancy, Discrimination, Slow Burn, the slowest burn imaginable, Violence/Gore, Child Abuse, Suicide, post-partum depression, a painful but gentle journey into the intricacies of bodily autonomy) one of the most heart-wrenching and disturbing fics I’ve ever read full stop. please mind the trigger warnings. it’s a/b/o but is very much a dark fic that takes it very seriously, to the point that i would hardly consider it an abo fic anymore 😭 incredible world building and deals with themes of sexual abuse, discrimination and all those lovely things </3 unfinished atm but the author has plans to continue

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yanderes-galore · 5 days

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Hi I really liked your generic Ruby concept that you did a while ago so I was wondering if you could do the same but for sapphire’s if it isn’t a bother thank you (also sorry if I’ve requested this before I have the memory of a goldfish 🥲)

I can give my thoughts, sure! Just a warning though... I'm rusty on Steven Universe content.

General Ruby Concept Here

Yandere! Generic Sapphire(s) Concept

(FT. Ruby Guards)

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Overprotective behavior, Stalking, Manipulation, She uses her Rubies against you, Dubious/Forced companionship/relationship.

Sapphires are different from Rubies, obviously (In Steven Universe).

Sapphires are an entirely different caste, often used to predict the future for other Gems.

While Rubies are soldiers, Sapphires are aristocratic.

They are important and rare Gems and aren't typically seen in groups.

Rubies are naturally found in groups due to their fusion abilities as soldiers.

Sapphires are usually singular, so you'd most likely have one Sapphire as a yandere... which is easier.

Sapphires probably aren't too bad as yanderes.

They aren't physically strong without fusion, but they do have future vision and ice powers.

You could meet your yandere in the same way as your Ruby(s).

You're a Homeworld gem... you're a human and found her... or you met her in Little Homeworld.

I personally like the idea of you finding a Sapphire who came to Earth and befriending her.

Sapphires are usually seen with Ruby Guards, perhaps she was separated from her guards and you found her?

Either way, I imagine your Sapphire is curious and very patient.

She originally is hesitant to communicate with you, but as you get to know her she's floating by your side.

The ice powers and future vision no doubt come in handy.

Imagine when your Sapphire gets attached she attempts to use her future vision to predict how your bond will go.

However, with future vision I imagine Sapphires would be more lucid.

They know better than any other Gem the toxicity of their attraction... allowing them to predict how to make it better or when to back off.

As a result, an attached Sapphire is aware of what their obsession could cause.

Or at the very least... somewhat aware.

Another cool thing to add is a Sapphire can alert other Gems to their own obsession.

For the most part your Sapphire would use such an ability to keep you safe from danger and predict how to win you over.

Honestly, alone Sapphires aren't much of a problem.

However, imagine if your Sapphire had Ruby Guards.

Perhaps you promised to help her find her guards?

You could be a human or Gem, eventually your Sapphire feels comfortable around you.

She feels a strong connection with you... although due to being a Gem she isn't quite sure what it is yet.

(Especially if you're human/a Gem from Earth and she's from Homeworld)

By the time you do manage to locate her guards, she's a bit too attached.

Her Rubies originally treat you with hostility, after all they've been lost here for what seems like weeks.

If they aren't her guards, they're at least old friends.

Yet your Sapphire reassures them that you're no threat... leading to the Rubies to calm a bit.

Your Sapphire even says you helped her... she considers you an ally and friend!

However... I feel a yandere Sapphire comes with an issue despite how tame they'd be.

Their guards will do anything to keep their assignment happy... leading to you dealing with Rubies ANYWAYS.

Your Sapphire tries to reassure you when you notice Rubies following you around.

They're protecting the both of you!

The main yandere is still your Sapphire, she's the one who has a bond with you after all.

It's just that she has guards now enabling her.

She says it's all for your protection, that she's trying to make you happy.

If you tried to separate yourself from your Sapphire, she could send her Rubies after you or freeze you.

She hates the idea of harming you, but she's doing anything she can to chase a future in which you're both happy.

The good thing is, sometimes she leaves you to have your space.

She's lucid enough to give you your space.

Sapphire would most likely learn affectionate gestures from you.

Remember, affection isn't common in Gem culture.

Unlike Rubies, she isn't fully for the idea of fusing if you can't.

But she does know how to learn hugs, kisses, cuddling, etc....

She just hopes it'll be able to make you both happy.

She still believes the perfect future for the both of you is one where you're both happy...

The issue is... what actions will bring you both to that point... and will it hurt?

#yandere steven universe #yandere su #yandere sapphire #yandere gem castes #yandere sapphires

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villains4hire · 11 months

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🔥 [[ topic...how about ship wars? Or you can pick something else it you prefer! ]]

//I'm gonna put this under a readmore because of the graphic content I've seen and I'm not gonna be not so nice about it. I track anons as a warning to anyone eager to send me something over this. Anyone reading this has been warned about extremely triggering content. As I will be covering this from top to bottom from how much grief ppl have caused in the rpc over ships.

First off: We're gonna start off with the heavy shit such as rape, pedophilia pairing stuff in the communities bc it's not as much of an issue in tumblr anymore. Though while still there sometimes? It's still an issue in other platforms like twitter.

So rape can be portrayed and fade to black, but I don't think it should ever be actual smut or part of ships or anything that someone can get off to or said it's a good. Because you're pretty much just making fetishist rape porn at that point. Same for pedophilia as it can't be positive for something that extreme or show that it's okay. That's just flat period and something other than background or darker settings should never really be an outright element otherwise as most of the rpc does not want or care about that shit. There's no such thing as antis when it comes to that, you either support pedophilia/rape in positive lights, portrayals or just outright want porn like a sick fuck but you're too much of a spineless bitch to admit it, period. What it doesn't mean: that you can take things like Jasper's forced fusion or call the character a rapist for doing inhuman things to begin with or 'toxic relationship where she's a rapist/pressuring Lapis for what you see as sex'. You're mentally deranged for making that comparison and yes, this is a REAL thing that actually happened in tumblr SU and twitter SU discourse and it was super braindamaged and then the same ppl. Fucking kissed Lapis's ass when it was revealed she was the controller of the power dynamic bc their lil uwu snowflake glorbo was suddenly the rapist by their logic and defended her in a panic. Fuck off, don't make those stupid ass takes toward kids media to begin with you fucking morons. You CAN take media that's not exactly adult and add elements and all that, but for the love of god, try to make some sense, not go too crazy, as most don't but when they do? It's so mentally unhinged and I'd almost argue actually delusionally braindamaged. As I will use that word for this bc it is, I don't want to see that kind of themes in open kids media/rp blogs unless you're a centered adult rp blog like I am that bar kids from seeing it. That's fine, you can have tragic backstories and all that but be open about it in your bios, rules of what you do, don't spring the topic of SA or such elements when doing that kind of fandom by surprise or having it unlisted unless you never plan on talking about it openly/openly rp someone being faded to black or a memory like ffs.

I say this stuff from top to bottom as Camp Camp, Rick and Morty on the tumblr fandom and more had people openly shipping Morty with Rick and posting porn in the main tags before the porn purge. Then same for Camp Camp with David and the Campers or even ppl in the rpc being into that shit. Like, it was bad, really bad back then years back. Like some of it may seem unrelated, but a lot of it stems from 'shipping wars' or ppl claiming someone's an anti for very GOOD reasons bc they're actually just covering ass for someone else or their own for sick fantasies.

Moving on.

Secondly: you can have toxic ships, surprise, surprise. So long as it's just an abusive relationship in a couple, I don't care.

There are bigger problems in the to world to worry about, and yeah, so long as it isn't like a thinly veiled mask for hating women, men, or some other group like a race or gender identity/sexuality. It's really whatever honestly, be smart about it, as is your character a misogynist/bigot and it's clear it's a part of their established canon or an oc that's a prick and not a good person or meant to be? Then yeah it's fine, ppl don't need to bend ass over backwards to explain themselves or cover their ass or explain themselves to you, you're not entitled jack fuck, so eat it. I don't think taking aspects like SU's fusion or other things in kids media for toxic relationships should ever go beyond: 'toxic' or showing this relationship is 'bad' and here's a generic example why to a power dynamic. I think if you DO want to go a darker route, you need to be a purely adult blog, not push that garbage in the broader rpc or fandom space as if it's a children's media, don't be a deranged moron about it. Thanks.

Thirdly: I myself have been harassed for Verosika (When I had her) and or Stella bc of their relationship to Blitz or Stella as thinly veiled anons.

I have tracked these ppl's IPs and for a time had them blocked or kept them blocked. People are not your punching bag for portraying a ship you don't like even if IC unprompted or making it unclear it's not an IC prompt, as when you talk with your feelings for an ask, it's pretty clear you're an insecure dumbass about your precious glorbos in a gay ship or ship getting ragged on by something ic to the point you need to go ass overbackwards to defend it or even send unironic hate disguised as an ask prompt.

Fourth: no one gives a fuck about your OTP or NOTP outside of your space, even then it's questionable. If you can explain it in a healthy, non-passive aggressive manner or to the point of not being vaguing, then fine, go ahead. Criticism is always fine, always will be. Otherwise? Stfu, no one cares about your negativity, and no one cares if you have a problem with someone liking a ship.

#ooc #countlessrealities #answered #spicy goopy #//wrote this in like 20ish-30 minutes. So there u go. Enjoy my thoughts for my near entirety while writing of being online over the years

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hikari-ni-naritai · 2 years

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Prog recommendations? All I've ever listened to is If These Trees Could Talk.

OK well that's post rock for one, which is like related but very much not the same. I do have recommendations though!

I will say I tend to listen to modern prog so like, I don't have recs for when it was really big in the 70s or whatever (rush, king crimson, yes, etc) beyond pink floyd's The Wall, which is good if you can handle the uh. 50 years out of date usage of offensive terms.

Anyway my favorite prog band is dream theater, and really I like almost every one of their albums, but stand outs include Images and Words, Awake, and Octavarium. I'm also quite partial to Falling Into Infinity, but that's the album where their label pressured them into going with a more marketable sound that most people agree didn't work well with their style of music and it's largely considered one of their worst. I like it though. The only albums I didn't really care for are their first one (different singer) and the one they released in 2019, which just. Wasn't for me. Recently discovered they released a new album last year but haven't gotten around to listening to it yet.

Other than dream theater, Tool is another favorite. I'm partial to the Lateralus and Fear Innoculum albums, which are less. Vulgar, than the other ones I've heard. But that's a personal preference. Their music tends to be weirder than dream theater's, and some of their tracks can barely be considered songs at all (one of the lateralus tracks is the sound of the singer's cat meowing into a tube and remixed basically) but all in all its good shit.

A more obscure band I've been really into lately is Thank You Scientist. They're a kind of jazz fusion prog band, and like. God it works. I haven't listened to any of their like EPs or whatever but the 3 full length albums I've heard (Stranger Heads Prevail, Terraformer, and Maps of Non-Existent Places) are all REALLY good.

Another band I'm less familiar with but still really like is Porcupine Tree, who've been around forever. I've only really listened to a couple of their albums, but they were really good. In Absentia is an album following the concept of people who, for various reasons, could be described as acting in the absence of soul. As such I think it deserves some pretty hefty trigger warnings for abuse, including csa, so like. At your own risk. The other album, Fear of a Blank Planet, is a kind of interesting case where it feels like a critique of millennial apathy and drug use, but like. The more you listen to it, the more it feels like the real problems it's addressing is the reluctance of adults to treat teenagers as humans with real problems. This one has a lot of references to suicide and drug use, so again. At your own risk. One of my favorite albums, though.

NOW, since you mentioned instrumental post-rock, I'll tell you that that's a genre I've also explored a bit! And I've got a few good recs, too, if you're interested. Caspian I think is my favorite. They're post-hardcore, so heavier than your average post rock, but it's like. A calm heavy? The effect mostly comes from distortion, there's rarely any intense playing like you'd expect from things described as heavy. I love all their albums, but Dust and Disquiet is probably my favorite. They started experimenting with vocals in a really interesting way where they feel less like vocals and more like another instrument, despite like. Having discernible lyrics. It's about the vibe, for me. And the vibe is impeccable.

Another really cool post rock band I love is False Horizon. They're a group from Iran and their stuff is a lot more ambient than Caspian. Transition is really good as an instrumental album, but Lights in the Distance to me is kind of a masterpiece with the addition of vocals. The singer has a fantastic voice with a lovely accent and I just really like it a lot.

I hope you can enjoy at least SOMETHING from this! If not I guess I can rec the Martin Luther concept album? Great Spanish guitar solo in that one.

#thanks for asking also!!#i love talking about this shit #and recommending music i wouldn't normally ever recommend

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bany0queen · 2 years

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This manga is criminally underrated.

Definitely one of my favorite thriller manga, right next to Monster! “My Dearest Self with Malice Aforethought” by Hajime Inoryu is a mystery/psychological thriller that begins with our main character, Eiji, an ordinary college student who, one night, went out drinking with his friends and laments about not having a girlfriend (as he usually does). But 3 days later, Eiji wakes up with a girl on his bed, claiming to be his girlfriend. Eiji, however, has no recollection or memories of how this happened because he only woke up 3 days later. The story then follows as Eiji tries to make sense of his memory lapses and the weird events that keep happening to him. (If this description still doesnt convince you to read it, JUST READ IT GIVE IT A CHANCE IT'S GONNA BE WORTH IT)

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This manga is like a fusion of Tokyo Ghoul, Death Note (kinda has similar art style w/ the two), and Monster in a way. So if you like any of those, pls pls PLS check this out! There are also a LOT of plot twists that caught me off guard so MANY TIMES. I cannot tell you how many times I had to put down my phone and look at the ceiling to recompose myself from the shock of events.

Overall, I rate it a 9/10! Feel free to check it out and tell me what you think about it :))

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bots-and-cons · 3 years

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Masterlist and rules

(This is a pinned post btw, so it always appears at the top of my blog, so scroll down to other/new posts)

Minors welcome, just don’t touch like the two smut posts I have.

Admin Ony, main is @sixyno

My MHA/JJK blog is @herofics

You can find my masterlist here, (it’s a Google Docs document btw, I’ll try to update it at the end of each month.)

I’m going to university currently, so my posting schedule is all over the place!

Using my writing for AI is absolutely NOT allowed!

Feedback is always welcome, even when the requests are closed!

Rules:

Transformers Prime only. Scenarios and HCs for autobots, decepticons and ships. Two character limit per HC request, one character limit per scenario request, and one person is only allowed to send 1 request max per submission period/each time I open the requests. I want to give as many people as possible to chance send a request when they're open, since I don't open them that often. You're not allowed to add details, send more details or change the request after you've sent it in. Keep the request short and to the point, and don't add unneccesary details. Darker themes like, abuse, suicide, depression, etc are allowed. NO NSFW, maybe something suggestive but I'll be the judge of what that is. No mech-preg stuff, no death of children under the age of 13 and no yandere. I don’t do fusion stuff either. Humanformers, dragonformers and merformers welcome but I might not write if it’s too complicated. I’d prefer not to write shattered glass. Harry Potter is banned here, because JKR is an asshole. I won’t write stuff just for the human characters, because this blog focuses mainly on the bots and the cons, but the humans can be a part of a scenario/HCs. I’ll gladly write more parts to already existing stuff, just make sure I know what post you’re talking about if you do request something like that. Don’t just ask for something like “A reaction of reader with red hair” because that’s not a situation I can write about, it’s just a character trait.

Let’s keep it civil and don’t send me any super weird shit. I read all the non-requests I get, and I answer everything I can. Feedback is always welcome and so is everything else you want to say to me.

Some tag instructions: You can search any of the bold words (in this section) in my blog and find the corresponding stuff. All the bots/cons are under just their own name, and autobots and decepticons are tagged with those tags. Angst is under transformers angst and fluff is under transformers fluff, there is also the comfort tag. There are different trigger warning tags like selfharm tw, suicide tw, suicidal tw or abuse tw, if you don’t want to see posts like that, blacklist the tags. Under reblog there is all the art I’ve found and reblogged. The little smut there is, is under the tag valveplug. HCs are under tfp headcanons and scenarios are under tfp scenarios. If you’re looking for platonic stuff, that’s under platonic transformers x reader and romantic things are tfp x reader. There is also the humanformers tag, but there’s not much stuff in that. Also my OC is under Neutroshot.

Spam liking/reblogging/commenting will get you multiple virtual hugs :D

#ony speaks #rules #masterlist

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marxism-leninism-meowism · 2 years

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Hello! We are the Bear System, currently clocking in around 70 perceived members, very few of which are comfortable with posting publicly. You will most commonly see Bjorn (🌿), L (🥀), Tommy (🌪️), Tech (🐽), and Kestrel (🦌) posting here, and we try to tag all original posts with our sign offs.

Please be aware that we are not tolerant of exclusionists of any sort and we support everyone's right to define themselves how they choose. (This includes bi/pan lesbians, mspec lesbians, xenogenders, neopronouns, etc.) To be completely clear, we do NOT support pedophiles/MAPs.

We are proship, pro-AO3, and anti-censorship. This has nothing to do with our personal preferences on "problematic" media, and is not an indicator of the content we choose to consume and create. DL;DR, YKINMK, etc.

We are also pro-kink, supportive of self diagnosis, and supportive of systems of all origins. TERFs, radfems, sysmeds, and transmeds are not welcome here.

ALSO: We block liberally, for the sake of curating a safe online environment for ourselves. If we block you, this does not automatically mean we think you are a bad person or even that we don't like you. It may just be because you enjoy something we aren't interested in, have different opinions on characters we enjoy, post content that is personally triggering to us, etc.

We do not tag trigger warnings, and do not enforce our own triggers outside of blocking and browser extensions.

If you are uncomfortable with any of this, please feel free to block us for the sake of your own comfort. We don't mind—promise.

More system info below the cut!

Bjorn sign-off: 🌿 pronouns: he/him, they/them, ae/aen, xe/xem/xyrs, fae/faer > aromantic queer transmasc

L sign-off: 🥀 pronouns: he/him > aromantic gay trans man

Tech sign-off: 🐽 pronouns: he/him, xe/xem/xyrs > gay man

Tommy sign-off: 🌪️ pronouns: he/him, they/them > trans man

Kestrel sign-off: 🦌 pronouns: they/them, fawn/fawnself, el/elkself, cer/vid > aroace nonbinary ** we use singular pronouns to refer to ourselves as individuals AS WELL AS the system as a whole. if a post is unclear, feel free to ask. ** if we use a sign-off not listed here and you'd like to know who you're talking to, feel free to ask.

We are not diagnosed and are not seeking diagnosis, and we do not owe you an explanation for this decision. We are supportive of all treatment goals, including both final fusion and functional multiplicity, and we do not wish to share what our personal goals are.

We are also currently unemployed and awaiting a decision on our disability application. If you want to help us with food/living expenses, our Venmo is @ angstymochi.

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bilgisticallykosher · 2 years

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Sanderstale Chapter Three: I really dig the purple.

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Warnings: Roman's got a sword, mentions of Fight-ing, arguing, little bit of yelling, """dangerous""" puzzles and feats of bravery.

The next room was… very purple. There was a big, closed door, and a bunch of square-like structures on the ground. He guessed there was nothing to be said down here for a good interior designer, but then again, they were underground in some sort of cave or something. Really, he supposed that this was all pretty impressive.

“Welcome to your new home, innocent ones,” they all jerked their heads up to Toriel as she spoke, “Allow me to educate you in the operations of the Ruins.”

She smiled at each of them, Frisk was acting shy, Patton grinned back, Virgil looked nervous, and Logan, who was ignoring everything else completely in favor of staring wide-eyed at Toriel, pen and notebook out.

They watched as she walked around, stepping on some of the squares, pushing the ones she walked in down into the ground, until the door slammed open. Ah, perhaps, they were some form of button or trigger? Roman hoped that they all didn't have to do that; he hadn't been paying enough attention to the order, although he could at least see which ones were pressed in.

“The Ruins are full of puzzles. Ancient fusions between diversions and doorkeys. One must solve them to move from room to room. Please adjust yourself to the sight of them.” She turned to exit through the door. It looked like it would stay open, at least. Roman moved first to follow her, but Logan shouted before she could leave.

“Wait!” Toriel turned back, eyebrows raised, her mouth relaxed. “Are the buttons attached to some sort of internal mechanism to open the door? How did this practice come about? You said that they're ancient fusions; are these the original puzzles, or have they been updated since then? Additionally, what is this location, how many more inhabitants are there, and how long have,” he hesitated for the briefest of moments, “er, creatures like you dwelled here?” Patton gave a gasp and a whispered, ‘Logan!’ at the phrasing, Roman cringed. Sure, he might have been thinking the same thing, but he would have at least had the tact to not say it to her face.

He chanced a glance at Toriel, her eyes were growing ever-wider, a small crease in the middle of her forehead. She, at least, didn't look terribly angry, but Roman had the distinct impression that she was close to having her mouth hanging open. He looked around, and saw that that was, indeed, the case for Frisk and Virgil.

Logan didn't even seem to notice, pressing on, looking up from his notebook and staring around at his environment instead, taking it in. “And you're under a mountain, I can hardly think this is a thriving environment for anyone to survive for long. Is this the reason behind the legend?” He finally stopped, looking at Toriel, pen poised. Roman let out a low, downward-descending whistle. He heard Patton give a small snort, and he was pretty sure that Virgil made a quiet, strangled noise in his throat. He couldn’t tell if he was agitated or amused or impressed, because he couldn’t quite manage to look away from watching as to what Toriel’s reaction would be.

She blinked three times, Roman counted, and cleared her throat, expression changing into a smile.

“Well, that is certainly a lot of questions that you have, however, while I am unsure if I will be able to answer them all completely, I will do my best.” She tilted her head in thought, and put a finger to her cheek. “As far as the puzzles are concerned, I am afraid that while I do not know the specifics of them, I can tell you that they are mostly based in magic. It is a very ancient custom among our culture, dating back eons, originating from recreation. The puzzles that you see here are the original puzzles from when they were implemented."

She tilted her head to one side, seemingly attempting to remember the questions that Logan had practically accosted her with. "Our current location is known as The Ruins, within the greater area known as The Underground. The few hundred citizens that dwell down here are known as Monsters, and we have been down here under this mountain for several centuries, at the least. It is," she exhaled, "...quite complicated, and a very detailed issue, one that may perhaps wait a little while,” she concluded with her hands clasped in front of her, smile softer than it had been before.

Frisk broke out into applause as she finished, their smile bright. The sound woke Roman up enough for him to notice that he had joined the jaw-drop club. (Of course, he was always jaw-droppingly gorgeous, but now he was just stunned.)

“That was...indeed impressive. I- How did you manage to remember all those questions. Let alone in order!” Roman tried to nonchalantly shift himself into standing more at attention again.

“But,” Roman turned towards Patton, whose eyes were turned down, “I don’t think you’re a monster at all! You’ve been really nice to us!” There was a moment of awkward near-silence, where the only audible sound was Logan scratching away with his pen, furiously writing, until Toriel chuckled.

“I appreciate the sentiment,” she began, smiling wider at Patton, “but that is what our people is called, just as you are all humans. It is merely a name.” Roman brightened, being reminded of an all-too-familiar passage.

“And, after all, what is in a na-”

“Princey, this is not the time for Shakespeare,” Virgil cut him off. Roman choked on the very words that had begun to form on his lips.

“Excuse you,” Shakespeare plus dark persona equalled, “Twelfth Fright,” he hadn’t even had to pause to think of that one, he was happy to note, “that was the perfect set-up, if you hadn’t noticed.” He crossed his arms and frowned.

“You said ‘magic’ was employed in the puzzles’ construction? I’m afraid that I don’t understand.” Logan was either purposely, and quite effectively, ignoring everything around him, or he was really just that much of a nerd.

Well, that was a conclusion easily reached.

“Ah, well, all monsters are able to use magic.” Roman looked up, head turning towards her as he stopped coming up with at least 5 more nerd-related nicknames for Logan. That sounded like something worth noting. “I realize that this may seem a bit unusual among humans, and I am unsure how prevalent magic usage is anymore, but it is an inherent quality for monsters.” Roman was staring at her, contemplative, Logan was writing again, and he actually almost felt Virgil's unease from where he was standing.

“However, this is perhaps a concept best explained through example as opposed to merely words. Follow me and we shall be able to explore these concepts together.” With that, Toriel turned around again, and walked through the door. Roman burst out into excitement, drawing his sword once more, resulting in another variety of shocked screams.

“Don't worry, everyone! I'll be able to protect you from all the scary, magic-wielding monsters!” He made a few (safe from hitting anyone) mock parries.

“Creativity Sanders!” Roman winced, lowering his sword. He hated when Patton used his full name like that. That never meant anything good. Sure enough, Patton waved a finger in his direction. “Just because they’re called monsters doesn’t mean that they are monsters!”

“That doesn’t make any sense, Morality.”

“You know I don’t always explain myself well, Lo-Lo.” Logan mumbled something under his breath. “I just mean that, even if that’s what their species is, well, Toriel saved us, and she’s being so nice, helping us, and answering all of your questions, and,” he looked around at everyone, “didn’t you notice how sad she was when she was explaining being here?” Roman hesitated. He hadn’t. And he doubted that Logan had, maybe Virgil, he was more attuned to this sort of thing, naturally. Roman deflated a bit.

“No. I didn’t. I was so caught up with what she was saying, that I never realized how she was saying it. Now that you mention it…” he thought back, realizing that he had, indeed, looked down near the end of her extra long answer.

“That doesn’t mean that she’s trustworthy, P,” Virgil’s low tone cut through the atmosphere. Frisk turned towards him, staring at his frown with some sort of sad expression, themself.

“What, do you think that she was faking being sad?”

“No, but just because she’s sad about being trapped, doesn’t mean that she has our best interests in mind. I know she saved us from Flowey, but what if she has her own agenda? And didn’t you notice how she said ‘your new home’ before? What does that mean? Is she planning on trapping us?” Virgil’s eyebrows constricted more, and he looked angry, “We need to be able to get out of here to get back to Thomas, I don’t like the idea that she’s helping us get acclimated to this place. And, if they’ve been trapped, does that mean that we can’t get out either?” Virgil crossed his arms, avoiding eye contact now that he finished speaking. It was silent for a few minutes while they all thought this over.

“There’s a way out.” Frisk spoke up. They all turned towards them again. “She’ll tell us, you can trust her.” They stared at Virgil out of the corner of their eyes, but they spoke with certainty. They certainly were an optimistic child.

Roman wasn't entirely sure how he felt about it, but, well, it wasn't as if they could just sit back and not try. If what Virgil said was true, and he was desperately trying to not think about the possibility that it was, then they would have to deal with it if it came up. Now, however, there was no reason to dwell on such possibilities, it would only hinder any potential progress. So, he guessed he was agreeing with Frisk. They had to be encouraged anyway. Roman grinned, large and toothy.

“Of course, Frisk! I'm certain that you're right. I don't think any of those issues that Anxiety mentioned are bound to come up anyway,” he waved a hand in Virgil's direction, who flinched. Roman scoffed to himself, it wasn't like he thought he was going to hit him. Frisk just still smiled at him. "You're as brave as this old Prince, aren't you?"

"We're not that old," Patton muttered.

"Thank you for your bravery, my little monarch!" Frisk's eyes widened, and it took them a beat, but they smiled wide, and looked elated. Aw, well now he'd have to call them that more often.

“Sure, kiddo, we'll let her help us along no problem.” Patton smiled down at them before turning towards Virgil, “Not that your points were bad, they were definitely good to hear about all possibilities so that we could make the best decision we could.” Virgil rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, looking away from them all.

“Whatever.”

“So then,” Roman began, dramatically walking forward, “let's go, onward and-”

“Wait!” Roman jolted mid-step, nearly out the door, Frisk right behind him, turning around, angrily glaring at Logan.

“What is it now, Charlelame?!” Logan just leveled his own half-glare right back at him, pushing up his glasses.

“I was merely going to suggest that we look at the sign in the room before we depart. I believe it's a clue to solving the puzzle.”

“But, the puzzle’s already solved, Loga-ic,” Patton reasoned. He mumbled to himself, “Man, this is gonna be hard to get used to again.”

“Yeah, if the door's already opened, why should we care?”

“Because if we're to solve these puzzles through the rest of The Ruins, then we should become accustomed to solving them,” Logan concluded walking up to the sign. He began to read aloud. “‘Only the fearless may proceed. Brave ones, foolish ones. Both walk not the middle road.’ Ah. I see.” Roman squinted. He saw what? Virgil made a noise in his throat.

“You solved it already?”

“Oooh, I think that I did, too!” Patton bounced on his feet a little. He turned to Frisk. “Did you want to solve it, too, kiddo?” They just walked over and pointed to the two buttons that Toriel hadn't walked on. “Great job, Frisk!” Roman was looking back and forth between all of them, Virgil and Logan shared a look, too. Obviously once they'd seen the solution, they'd be able to ‘solve’ it. But Roman guessed that none of them would call either Patton or Frisk on it.

“Very good, Frisk. Now, may we get on with our journey?” Logan rolled his eyes and gestured towards the next room, allowing him to go first. He walked forward, hand at his sword, just in case, Patton following with Frisk, then Virgil and Logan. Toriel immediately smiled at them.

“To make progress here, you will need to trigger several switches. Do not worry, I have labelled the ones you need to flip.” Roman was ready to do so, but Logan was already wandering off to go and read a sign that was on the wall.

“‘Stay on the path.’ Oh, my apologies.” Roman suppressed a snort. Was he actually saying sorry to a sign? He walked back to the group, and leaned over to read the sign closest to them. “‘Lean in to read signs’?! Really, now.” He crossed his arms, notebook still in hand. Frisk had already wandered over slightly further down the path. Roman and Patton quickly followed behind them. They were at the first switch, Toriel blocking the second bridge. Patton took it upon himself to read the brightly-written message printed on the wall.

“‘Please press this switch,’ and look,” Patton pointed at something written there. “Toriel signed it!” Roman hastily tried to cover up his laugh into a cough. He was an actor, of course, so he was reasonably sure that he managed that well. He made sure to keep his hand casually on his face as he glanced at the wall with the switch again.

In addition to the message that Toriel had written, in bright yellow marker, no less, there were a number of big arrows, blatantly pointing towards what was the only option to select. Frisk flipped the switch. Toriel, and by proxy, Frisk, Patton, Logan, Virgil, and Roman himself, moved further down into the room. Toriel stood right in front of the doorway, blocking what looked like spikes. He winced, that was some 'puzzle'.

Before Roman could get a good look at the two switches on the next part of the wall, Frisk was already going to flip one.

“No no no!” Toriel chastised as they went directly for the switch that Roman could see did not have the arrows pointing towards it. “You want to press the other switch. I even labelled it for you…”

“Wow,” Logan muttered, standing midway to them on the path, “they are superfast at being wrong.” Roman looked at him, biting his lip in amusement, before turning back, hoping that Frisk hadn’t heard him. Patton was gently guiding them towards the labelled switch, reading out the new text.

“‘Please press this switch too.’ Go ahead!” Frisk flipped the switch, and a metallic, earth-shaking clunk resounded throughout the area. Roman peered past Toriel, noting that the spikes had retracted.

“Splendid! I am proud of you, little one. Let us move to the next room.” Toriel glanced over them all, smiling a little brighter, and left.

“Ah,” Logan piped up, “‘Stay on the path’ were not instructions for etiquette, it was a clue to complete the puzzle.” He pointed at the ground, gesturing to the lighter purple. “Note how it winds towards the individual switches necessary to retract the spikes, yet not to the other, incorrect one.”

“Wow, I wouldn’t have noticed that at all, great job!” Logan looked proud, chest puffing out at Patton's praise.

“Of course.”

“Yeah, really great, Logic, wonderful skills of observation there,” Roman turned around from his place by the wall, and watched Logan’s eyes narrowing in suspicion as he took in his compliment.

“Why, thank you, how kind of you.”

“Oh, no problem, buddy, just, I wonder if you saw the other clue in the room?”

“What?” Logan’s eyes became wide, and darted around. “What possible other clue did I miss? Was it something in the water? I will admit to not giving it thorough analysis-”

“No, I was more referring to,” Roman put his finger on his chin, and counted out five beats, giving a faux pondering expression as he did so. “Oh, I don’t know,” he abruptly gestured behind him with both arms, “the giant glaring arrows pointing at the switches, maybe?” Logan huffed.

“That is not what I was referring to and you know it. Those were clearly added by Toriel, after the puzzle’s construction.” He put the hand not currently holding his notebook on his hip and glared at him.

“Hey, uh, maybe we shouldn’t insult anyone who might have had a hard time figuring out the puzzle?” Patton interrupted tilting his head at Frisk, raising his eyebrows in an obvious manner. Roman crossed his arms petulantly and glanced at Frisk. They didn’t seem like they were offended...they were looking between Logan and himself a little nervously. Roman took a moment to feel bad about not considering Frisk’s feelings, although he was half convinced that they went to the wrong switch on purpose. He sighed.

“Alright, fine, fine, good job Logic, good job everyone involved, now let’s go. Onward!” He turned, quite valiantly, and drew his sword again, pointing it before him like a steel compass. A shiny, sharp, steel compass. Logan sputtered.

“Would you put that thing away?” he hissed out between his teeth. Roman turned his head long enough to stick his tongue out at him, then turned his head back, smirking. He walked right up to Toriel, sword lowered, of course, and saw some stuffed figure further on in the room. She politely waited until all five of them had entered.

“As humans living in the Underground, monsters may attack you.” Roman got a little niggle in the back of his mind at that, and while that had happened before, he was certain that it was just because of the imminent danger posed by monsters potentially attacking them. “You will need to be prepared-”

“Ah-hah!” Roman swung his sword forward again, pointing it at what was the closest thing to a danger in the room, whatever that stuffed thing with the big nose was.

“-for this situation,” Toriel finished, eyes wide, staring at the sword. Roman heard no fewer than two individual palms meeting their owners’ faces.

“Don't worry, I’m well prepared to vanquish any evil foe who dares try to do us harm!” Instead of mock-slashing as he would normally be tempted to do, he decided against it due to the crowding in the room. He whipped his sword up, vertically, right in front of his face, looking quite dashing, if he did say so himself. Which he did.

In the ensuing silence, he heard another palm hitting face.

“...Ah.” Toriel slowly walked over to him, holding a hand out as though going to touch his shoulder. “I think, perhaps, that may not be necessary. In fact, I am about to teach all of you how to better deal with such a scenario if it should occur. Why not place your sword down, at your side once more?” She didn't seem terribly upset at him interrupting her, at least. Still, he relented, returning his darling to its hilt with a pout, crossing his arms.

Toriel breathed out, lowering her hand. “Thank you, my child.” Her what? She had already faced everyone in general, but he caught Patton's eye as he turned. He looked generally happy, and unbothered by it. Maybe it was just a thing, like how Patton called people kiddo…?

“Now, as I was explaining, the process to handle the situation is simple. When you encounter a monster, you will enter a fight. While you are in a fight, strike up a friendly conversation.” He heard Virgil make a noise in his throat, Toriel either didn't notice or was ignoring it. He looked, noting how uneasy Virgil looked. Granted, he'd sort of looked that way from the beginning of their journey, anyway, but at least it was nice to know that he wasn't the only one who thought that Toriel's advice seemed ridiculous.

“Stall for time. I will come to resolve the conflict.” Roman rolled his eyes. This was outrageous! He was a Prince! A prince who had all the skills of a knight! A Prince-Knight! This was not how battles were supposed to go! “Practice talking to the dummy.” Roman pinched the bridge of his nose, collecting himself. He needed a moment.

When he looked back up, Frisk and Patton were already walking up to the dummy, before he heard the same blippy sound that he'd heard before with Flowey. He instinctively put his hand on his sword, before realizing, it was a dummy. He doubted he'd need to step in to save them. A light drumming overtook the other piano-y music that he'd gotten used to.

This time, he was able to get a look at their hearts- well, souls. He crossed his arms. Red and green. Nothing against Frisk, of course, but Roman should have been the one with a red soul. He'd have to look at Virgil and Logan's if they ever had theirs drawn out again. Which, honestly, he hoped that they wouldn't, considering the circumstances last time. Patton's was green, though? He scoffed to himself. That wasn't right at all!

He noticed that the area surrounding them turned black and white again, but this time there was more to look at. There were four orange buttons and some writing on the ground. Hmm. He stepped closer, along with Logan; Virgil was looking back and forth around the room as though something was going to happen.

He could finally see better, the buttons seemed to have options on them, and his eyes immediately drew to the first one that said FIGHT (it even had a picture of a tiny sword on it!) Of course, they didn't choose that one, but rather he saw the green heart float gently over to ACT. Logan was scribbling like crazy in that notebook of his, and when Patton's soul pressed the Act button, the word Dummy appeared, and when he further pressed that, two more options presented themselves. Check, and Talk. Frisk’s red heart floated over to select Check.

Words immediately took form in front of them. Roman's jaw dropped. Patton, unaffected, read outloud.

“‘Dummy. A-T-K, zero. D-E-F, zero.’” He heard Frisk giggling. “‘A cotton heart, and a button eye, you are the apple of my eye.’ Awww, that's so cute! Look, Log- look, a poem!” He was grinning at Logan as he pointed at the words that were literally floating in midair as though he wouldn't have been able to see them on his own. Logan cleared his throat.

“Yes, thank you, Morality. Very nice. However, I believe that you can simply pronounce those as ‘attack’ and ‘defense.’” Roman blinked, jaw slowly closing. This really was a video game.

“So, kiddo,” he returned to the matter at hand, speaking to Frisk again. “What do you think we should do now?” Patton's green soul floated over towards the ACT button again, but Frisk went directly for a button on the right which read MERCY, clicking on it, revealing ‘Spare’ and ‘Flee’ as options. Frisk's red soul clicked over Spare. Nothing happened.

They did the same thing again. Mercy, Spare. Nothing. Mercy, Spare, nothing. Mercy, Spare, nothing. Mercy, spare, nothing. Mercy, spare, nothing. Mercy, spare, nothing, mercy, spare, nothing, mercy-

“That's a great idea, buddy, but maybe we should try doing something else?” Patton's voice was forcing a cheery tone, his grin strained. Frisk kept going and Roman lost track of how many times they'd done this.

“The definition of insanity is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results.” Frisk flinched a bit at that, but didn't turn around.

But Roman did.

“Hey there, Dictionary,” he spoke, putting emphasis on the first symbol, hoping that Logan would get the point (which, judging from the way he adjusted his glasses, he did.) “Did you have a point that you wanted to make that work would actually help us?”

“I was merely suggesting-”

“Hey, guys,” Patton spoke up.

“Oh come on,” Roman whirled around to face him, “you can't expect me to just not say anything.”

“No, guys.” He pointed at the dummy, which was vibrating before Frisk hit Spare again. Then it abruptly floated up out of the battle space, leaving. The words, ‘YOU WON! You earned 0 XP and 0 gold.’ floated in front of them before color came back into the area. Roman was flabbergasted. He looked at Toriel, whose mouth was a flat line, as were her eyebrows, eyes wide. Then, she looked to the side, where the dummy had once stood, and raised an eyebrow. Frisk was smiling gently.

It was silent for a moment. They were all staring at the dummy. Then,

“WHAT THE-”

“The next room awaits.” She spoke at the same time as Logan, effectively silencing him, while he proceeded to gape. Toriel moved to the next room, giving one last wary look at where the dummy had sat.

“So, Frisk,” Patton began as Frisk looked at him. “That was, uh, an interesting strategy?” Logan composed himself.

“The dummy tired of your aimless shenanigans.”

“Logic!”

But Frisk just turned towards Logan with a big grin; they looked amused.

“Frisk,” Roman composed himself, “that was a training dummy, those are meant to be hit, and fought!” He demonstrated a few punches to the air, “Why didn't you choose a more active option?”

“The dummy was for speaking, Prince, not fighting! I'm surprised at you!” Roman groaned.

“But Morality, it's for training in fighting. It can't even talk back! How is that supposed to help us? Besides, it would be much more useful for them to get training in case of an emergency!” He flipped his left hand out, arguing his case.

“That does seem logically sound, Morality.”

“Ha! Even Logy BlahBlah agrees with me!” Logan squinted, and mouthed 'Blah...blah?' to himself.

“Well, okay," Patton argued, "I see where you're coming from, but! Even though Frisk had a slightly… different take, we should still be listening to Toriel. She'll help us get out.”

Virgil made another noise, and Roman caught it enough to see the facial expression he made. His eyes were off to the side, his whole head was down. He looked up when Patton spoke, though.

“You don't think that there's something wrong with her, do you, Vi-iiiiinxiety? I mean, Frisk trusts her, right?” Virgil leveled Frisk with a soft glare. Frisk had stopped smiling

“Yeah, I know.”

“Anxiety,” Patton breathed out. Virgil flinched slightly, then pulled his hood up and resumed looking at the floor again. Logan had his finger on his chin, quiet, while Patton was visibly upset.

Things were quiet for a moment while Roman silently fumed at him. How on earth could he say that? Let alone right in front of them! Then again, Virgil did occasionally have good instincts, but this was outrageous! He glared slightly. Well, he would show him!

“Well, we can't just stand around here, either way. The next room!” And he dashed ahead, corralling Frisk on his way, Patton immediately following. Logan and Virgil came through only a few moments later.

“Ah, hello. There is another puzzle in this room. I wonder if you can solve it?” She made them room, walking just ahead. Logan immediately perked up, pushing through Roman and Patton to take a look around, Frisk going with him, but only watching. While he was doing whatever he was doing, Roman caught Patton’s eye, and gave an overly-dramatic (he didn’t know any other way to be) eyeroll. Patton smiled a little, but didn’t give his usual toothy grin. Roman lifted an eyebrow and inclined his head towards him.

Patton tilted his head slightly to the side. Hmm, he didn’t look okay to Roman. He glanced over to where Virgil was, who was watching Logan with a side-eye, then stared right back at Patton. He gave a wry smile, pursing his lips. Roman relaxed into a soft smile, eyebrows going up and down twice, and Patton gave him a real smile that time, which Roman returned.

“Ah-hah!” Logan was standing proudly before a sign, notebook raised in the air in a triumphant pose. “I’ve got it!” But before he could elaborate, there was that same pixelated noise from before, and suddenly Frisk and Logan were pulled into another, according to Toriel, fight. Roman gasped, hand immediately drawing his sword.

“STAND-” Patton cleared his throat, Roman had a weary look, before turning towards him. He raised an eyebrow, arms crossed, Roman pouted and gestured at his sword. Patton frowned at him. Ugh, what a todaditarian, this was totally unfair! He put his sword back in its hilt with a pout and crossed arms. Patton grinned at him, letting out a tiny laugh.

“Now that that’s quieted down, Creativity, Frisk, I think it wisest to ‘Check,’” he actually did the air quotes with his fingers, “this, Froggit apparently, before we do anything else.” Toriel started rushing back. Logan cleared his throat as his- yellow, huh?- soul floated over, and hit Check.

“‘Froggit, Attack 4, Defense 5. Life is difficult for this enemy.’ There, now that’s- oh.” Toriel burst into the fight, somehow; Roman would need to figure out how to do that. For all his threatening to save them from danger, he wasn’t actually sure if he could manage that. He should definitely be involved in more Fights, though, he hadn’t had his own soul out since...Well, never mind that.

He watched, mildly fascinated as Toriel glared fiercely at it, and it slunk off to one side. Logan, of course, started writing while looking at Toriel, who was sending an extra glare at Froggit. The YOU WON! message flashed in front of them again. As the blackness faded away, Toriel stepped aside and Logan and Frisk walked back over to them.

“The sign states that ‘the western room is the eastern room's blueprint,’ which I believe means to reference the path on the floor, here.” He gestured at the blocky, odd-looking path on the floor slightly lighter in purple color than the rest of the room. “As you might be able to see, the eastern room is actually, in fact, a floor covered in spikes-”

“It's what?!”

“-which should be safe to walk through if we follow the pattern here. Really, Anxiety, there's no need for yelling.”

“Fiends!” Roman shouted, pointing suddenly towards the eastern area, regrettably without his sword.

Although perhaps that was a good thing, if he'd had it, it would have been a near miss for Logan, who had moved to ignore Virgil and turn towards himself.

“How dare they think they can harm us with their fiendish traps of dangerous spikes?!”

“You used ‘fiend’ twice, Your-Royal-Whineness.” Roman glared at Virgil's dry comment. Couldn't he see that this was a problem?!

He took a second to be momentarily impressed by the insult.

“I don't think the spikes should pose a problem, Prince," Logan called their attention to him. "For one, I am confident in my ability to solve the puzzle correctly. Additionally, well, if you would all come here to see...” He waved them over, and, still glaring suspiciously, Roman as well as Patton, Frisk, and Virgil, walked over for a better view of the bed of spikes.

They weren't nearly as tall as he had suspected. Or as sharp. Hmm. But that didn't take away from the fact that they were spikes. He crossed his arms, avoiding looking at Logan. He'd gone back to look at the path anyway. Roman could see him sketching it out before returning. “Now, if you don't mind, I'll lead the way.” He turned, presumably to do just that, but Toriel was standing in the way, looking hesitant.

“This is the puzzle, but…” she looked them over again, her eyes landing on Frisk and stretching out her fuzzy hand. “Here, take my hand for a moment.” Logan stared at her, eyes going wide before narrowing abruptly, lips a firm line.

“You're joking, surely.”

“Come on, don't be a spoil sport,” Patton reached forward, grabbing Toriel's hand, and Roman could swear he saw him adjusting his hand in a manner that would allow him to quasi-pet the fur that Toriel had on hers. “And it's Toriel, not Shirley!”

Toriel and Frisk burst into laughter again, while Roman chuckled appreciatively, what a classic, and a bit harder when he saw Logan's glare was accompanied by an eyebrow twitch.

Frisk took Patton's other hand, and Roman immediately grabbed onto theirs. He wiggled the fingers of his free hand at Logan, grinning.

“Pass.” Roman scoffed.

“What, afraid that you'll like it too much?” He smirked “Ask Woemeo over there how magnificent it was!” He shot a glance over at Virgil, who was glaring at him even deeper. He felt a pang of guilt shudder through him as he remembered the less-than-ideal moment the two of them had shared in that Valentine's video, as it so often did whenever he remembered how he'd treated Virgil in the past.

“Sorry.” Virgil rolled his eyes and looked away, which Roman took to be a good sign. He brightened again. “Well, maybe you two can just,” hold each others’ hands, “break the chain and walk separately like the edgy rebels you are.” Now Logan rolled his eyes.

“Whatever,” Virgil shrugged, still surveying everything with flitty, squinted eyes. Toriel watched them for a few moments more, Roman looking back at her, smiling patiently. She evidently decided that they were ready, because she turned around and started slowly walking. Patton was following her specific steps, Frisk followed Patton's, and Roman followed Frisk’s. He could hear Logan muttering to himself.

“One down, three to the right…” Roman was sure the other two would be fine. Also, he hoped that they wouldn't have to come back this way, because he wasn't even remotely paying attention to the path, instead watching Frisk thoroughly enjoying themself, swinging their joined hands, a little skip in their step. Patton, on the other hand (ha, literally the other hand) was much more cautious, not lifting his eyes from the task at foot, tongue sticking out slightly in concentration until they reached the other side.

“Puzzles seem a little too dangerous for now.” Toriel stood watching them as they all climbed off the spike puzzle. Roman saw Logan distinctly roll his eyes, even as he concluded mumbling.

“And then two more to the right. Yes, quite a fearsome challenge.” Thankfully, Toriel had already gone on again. Rude, much, Logan? Roman dropped Frisk's hand, crossing his arms, ready to say something, concentrating so much that he almost didn't notice Frisk scampering back towards the spikes. Right back onto the squares they had come off of.

And about to run onto ones that they had not.

“NO!” Patton, Roman, and Logan all shouted, Virgil flinched aside. They all instinctively reached out as Frisk ran onto the spikes that had not been on the safety of the path.

Which promptly retracted beneath their feet.

Roman scrunched up his face, confusion taking over, arm frozen from where he'd reached out to try and grab Frisk up by their shirt before they got hurt. Which was…apparently not happening? Which was good, of course. But it was a bit disconcerting to see them running and jumping around back and forth on the spikes which they had just been told were dangerous. What a weird puzzle.

“You've got to be kidding me.” Logan grumbled, making an obvious big X over what had to have been the drawing of the path that he'd done to solve the puzzle. “Dangerous,” he scoffed under his breath. Patton had gone back onto the puzzle, and was currently bouncing up and down on one of the spike plates.

“They're… all harmless?” Roman asked, dropping his arm.

“Certainly looks like it to me!” Patton said, gently getting off of the puzzle. “That's a nice little bit of insurance, just in case we forgot,”

“I had it written down. On this very notebook, which I am currently holding.”

“Or Lo's page went missing or got dirty or something.”

Roman sighed, trying to pump himself up again, as he once again entered the next room, ready to throw himself into the next task, and waited for the others to follow, idly drumming his fingers on the hilt of his sword. Toriel glanced at the motion before meeting his eyes, and he smiled lightly at her, which she returned, eyelids raising.

“Quite a lot of purple down here, isn't there?” Because this room was, indeed, just as purple as the others had been.

“Yes, I am not sure why that is, but it is only like that here in the Ruins, whereas in the rest of-” she cut herself off, eyes wide, smile faltering for only half a second. Well, that was a little odd, although he didn't pay it to much mind. Boy, but she spoke like Logan. “...whereas, I am not complaining, as I quite enjoy the color, myself.” She gestured to her dress-tunic. Roman bowed low, then popped his head up, grinning.

“It suits you, madame.” She brought her hands in front of her mouth, clasped together.

“Hee hee hee! My, how charming you are!”

“But of course!” Roman righted himself, “and that pattern on it is quite lovely as well.”

“Ah, yes.” She gently ran a hand over it. “To be honest, I had forgotten that this was on here. It,” she hesitated, “it is the symbol for our kingdom. As it was beforehand, and as it is now.” and Roman noticed that her smile was a little bit more strained than usual; Patton had been right, of course.

“Well, it adds the loveliest touch to the rest of your outfit,” he threw his arm up into the air, his typical overdramatic gesture. It seemed appropriate. Sure enough, she giggled again.

“You are certainly a people pleaser, are you not?”

“I must always ensure that those around me are happy!” He brought one bent arm in front of him, his right arm bent behind his back. “It is my duty, as a Prince!”

He quite missed her expression as he did a little half-bow. He heard the tell-tale sound of Logan writing in his notebook before he saw the group of them herding in behind him. He came out of the bow, just as Logan and Virgil shot him equally unimpressed stares. Toriel cleared her throat.

“You have done excellently thus far, my children. However,” she glanced at them all, “I have a difficult request to ask of you.” Roman stood up even more, he practically felt Virgil and Patton tensing up. “I would like you to walk to the end of the room by yourselves. Forgive me for this.” And without waiting for a response, she zoomed off.

“Wow. She is much quicker than she looks.” Roman blinked.

"Gotta goat fast!" Patton chirped.

“Well, I'm so glad to have such a stimulating challenge such as this one. I mean, walking down an empty hallway?” Logan stated dryly as he rolled his eyes.

“Well, it is a long hallway. You never know what's down there.” Patton reasoned, "what if there are more Froggits, or other monsters down there?" And that was a good point, but Roman had to agree with Logan. Especially when he considered the previous puzzle’s partial peril.

“Oh, yes, Morality, truly terrifying, it's too bad that Toriel isn't literally holding our hands through it!”

“Well I think that this is a truly worthy quest! Plus, the music is so fitting!” Indeed, as he listened, the music had changed when Toriel left. It wasn't, perhaps, as valorous as he'd expect on a dangerous quest, but it was suitably tense. Frisk seemed to agree, bouncing on their toes once he'd mentioned it, looking back and forth from them to the hall, and back. They only bounced harder when Patton came forward, joining Roman.

“Either way, we've got to go down there anyway, we might as well do it now.” He shrugged, and started walking. Roman would let him take the lead, for now. Logan had a point. It really didn't look all that dangerous.

Fairly long, though.

It took them about a minute and a half, he noted Virgil looking back and forth the entire time, before anyone spoke.

“Oh, for the love of-” Logan cut himself off, rolled his eyes, and grumbled to himself. Roman turned to where he was looking, a nice column, but didn't understand. He opened his mouth, when Toriel stepped out from behind it. He hurriedly tried to suppress the startled laugh that escaped without his permission.

“Greetings, my children. Do not worry, I did not leave you. I was merely behind this pillar the whole time.”

“Of course you were.”

“Thank you for trusting me. However, there was an important reason for this exercise.” And here she hesitated again, “to test your independence. I must attend to some business, and you must stay alone for a while. Please remain here. It's dangerous to explore by yourselves.” Without looking, Roman could practically feel Logan's frustration, and he was sure that he was either gritting his teeth or facepalming.

Roman's lip twitched.

“I have an idea. I will give you a cell phone.” Toriel took an old cell phone (it wasn't even a flip) out of a pocket, held it out, then blinked. “Err, I am afraid that I only have one extra. Perhaps you could all take turns-”

“We've got our own, oh my god!” They turned around, Virgil's eyes wide, mouth tight. He seemed just as shocked at his own outburst as they had been. He turned his head away and lightly held out his own phone from his pocket. Patton slowly held his own out, and Logan and Roman followed suit.

“Well then that is settled.” She handed the ancient thing to Frisk, as the rest of them put their own devices back. “If you have a need for anything, just call. Be good, alright?” She smiled once more, then left the room.

There were two beats of silence. Then,

“Is she gone?” Virgil stopped looking around the room, staring directly at the spot that Toriel left. Logan peered around the corner of the next room.

“It appears as though she has actually left. At any rate, I don't see any furry feet sticking out from anywhere.”

“Great, let's get the hell out of here!” Virgil started towards the doorway, much faster than he'd been meandering thus far, almost pushing past them all.

“Wait!” Patton cried out. Logan looked back at his outburst.

“Oh my god, what?” Virgil half-glared at his objection. Patton rubbed at his arm.

“It's just, Toriel told us all to wait here.” Virgil turned to face him eye to eye, glare turned into disbelief.

“Are you actually telling me that you're willing to just listen to her instructions to stay in place instead of trying to get out of here?!”

“No,” Patton replied, voice firm, head down. “I want to get back to Thomas,” he met Virgil's eyes, “believe me. I'm just saying, we should be careful. She might come back to look for us, and we're not exactly inconspicuous.” Virgil looked to the side.

“Yeah. That's- fine.” His eyes flicked back over to Patton too quickly for Roman to understand. “Plus, we don't know if she'll do anything if she catches us. So,” he glared at them one by one, “everyone be on guard.”

“Did you say en guarde?!” Roman's sword was out again, pointing right back at Virgil.

“Princey, what the-”

“Ah!” Patton covered Frisk's ears just as the expletive left Virgil's mouth.

“Put that thing away, you look ridiculous.” Roman scoffed.

“Jealous, nerd?” He put it away again, anyway, although not before giving it a little extra flourish towards Logan.

“I'm not even going to dignify that with a response.”

“We'll be okay,” Frisk spoke up, and Patton lowered his hands at the sound. “Toriel won't be angry.” Roman agreed that that was probably the case, of course, but there was still that little part of him that remembered how easily she defeated that blasted plant.

Ha, blasted, because she blasted him with a fireball. That was a good one.

Still, she had been nothing but pleasant towards all of them, and hadn't given any of them any reason to doubt her intentions or her sincerity. Yet, as he'd thought, Anxiety was curled up more in his hoodie, glaring at Frisk. He really didn't know what he had against them.

Well, he supposed, they'd better get a move on if they were going to get out of here.

“I'll go first, I'll be on the lookout, so if anything happens, I'll be ready.” He nodded seriously, and walked into the next room.

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The "En guarde" joke came to me spur of the moment, and I'm so glad it did, I laughed really hard while writing it. And several times after. Also, did I mention I wrote this a long time ago? Like, around Embarrassing Phases, which explains why everyone's getting along.

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sleepy-shutin · 2 years

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LOL the person that trigger warned fusion blocked me and made a vague about how i should "respect triggers" because "fusion might be recovery for you but could be anti recovery for someone else" dude shut up.

people probably wouldn't like it if i trigger warned functional/healthy multiplicity would they? why is it different for fusion? your logic makes no sense. if you're triggered by a valid healing method maybe figure out some coping mechanisms because that is not a reasonable thing to have other people trigger warn.

sometimes, there are things that are unreasonable to content warn because it's incredibly limiting or offensive to do so.

#part zero #syscourse #they said a part abt circumventing the block #i didn't do that really #this is a side blog and not my main #they didn't block my main #so i was able to see the post they made anyways #was curious because i saw they unfollowed #had no idea they blocked me until i saw the post #either way if you trigger tag fusion die maybe #catch my laser beams

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suncaptor · 1 year

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Week leading up to my birthday, January 29th, 2023. I wanted to do something for my birthday, and I just want to encourage supernatural posting because I'm still here, and I love to see what people have to create!! All media/art/writing is encouraged.

You can also post on different days/multiple from same day or post something very tangential!!

23rd: sam & lucifer, which also you can make for every other category if you try hard enough, because I am like that

24th: happy birthday Dean <3 bpd dean winchester // dean & hell // dean & sam

25th: ocd sam winchester // sam & autonomy // vessels & possession

26th: fusions: your culture, field of study, interest, etc and supernatural // existential

27th: vince vincente // sastiel // sambrady

28th: liminality // fractals // cycles of abuse

29th: sam winchester & trauma // anything that you want regarding me <3

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#spn #incoherents #sammy #supernatural #dean #dean winchester #sam winchester #suncaptorevent #events #sastiel #sambrady

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toboldlywrite · 3 years

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For the writing game: characters: 3 and 9 and song: 11. I hope you're having a good day!

Thanks for the ask! Here’s a re-write of a scene from Star Bright because I’ve been thinking about it. Written while listening to Before Time by Thomas Bergersen on repeat. Warning: this is not as light-hearted as the preview might make it seem.

“It’s… it’s a star.” Usually he’d feel dumb for pointing out the obvious, but this wasn’t obvious. Why would there be a star in the engine room of a ship?

Dawn laughed. “Technically, yes.”

“Dawn, why is there a star inside your ship? That seems dangerous.”

“It’s the engine. A fusion engine. That’s what all stars are, on the surface. This one is just smaller.”

He pressed his palms against the railing, leaning over as far as he dared to get a better look. It looked whiter than the sun he was used to back home, but of course, that was filtered by an atmosphere. “Cooler, too,” he noted. It was warm, but not even approaching stuffy.

“Not by much. The forcefield protects us from most of the heat though.”

“So your ship is literally driven by star-power. Nice. How does it work?”

She leaned against the railing next to him, facing the opposite way. “You’ll have to ask Mygre. Beyond fusion, I’m not really sure.”

“Wow, finally. Something you don’t know everything about. I thought this day would never come.”

She rolled her eyes in a kaleidoscope of colored sparks. But she smiled, and for the first time all week, it was more than slightly. She definitely seemed more relaxed up here on the ship than down on the planet; the tension she’d been carrying around since they arrived was gone. It must not have been about Ella, after all.

“Being here is stressful for you, isn’t it?” He asked.

Her forehead furrowed slightly.

“I mean, I don’t blame you,” he pressed on before she could answer. “I’ve seen how a lot of the Sisters and recruits look at you. But I don’t get why. I know you’ve killed, and can be pretty darn scary when you want to be, but you do it to help people. You don’t deserve all that hatred.”

She turned around, gripping onto the railing like he was, except for tightly. “I deserve all of the hate they throw at me. And more.”

“No, you don’t. No one does.” Well, maybe not no one, but--

She laughed again, but it was such a sharp, bitter sound it made him flinch. “You don’t know me, Tobias. Not really. You don’t know what I’ve done.”

He looked at her, but she only stared out towards the opposite wall of the room. He had the sense she was staring through it. “Then tell me,” he said quietly. “So I can tell you that you’re still wrong.”

The silence carried on for so long he was certain she wasn’t going to answer. He sighed, preparing to turn away.

“Did you see the crystals when you first came into the complex?”

He stopped. “Yes.”

“Did they tell you what they are?”

“A memorial. To the Sisters that fell in an attack.”

Dawn nodded. “Eight years ago, a group of terrorists attacked Palootha. I happened to be visiting at the time. Mygre and I were taking a break from… everything. We weren’t at the complex when they arrived. I was showing her my favorite spot, deep in the woods. And then I felt it.”

It was easy to forget about Dawn’s empathic abilities, which dimmed in light of everything else. For the first time, he thought, really thought, about what that would be like. To feel what everyone around you was feeling at all times. He couldn’t begin to imagine it. He had the feeling he wouldn’t want to.

“We raced back, but by the time we got there, several had already been killed. I held back the ships while Mygre got everyone else into the shelter. But Attara was missing. I found her in the Chapel. With two of the terrorists. I ran in, but I was too late. The instant I got there, the one holding her at dissociator-point pulled the trigger.”

Tobias closed his eyes. He knew far too well what it felt like to be powerless in the face of a loved one’s death. But to actually be there, seconds away from stopping it, to see it happening--

“The one who did it was just a kid.” The emotion in her voice made Tobias open his eyes again. She gripped onto the railing so tightly her knuckles had turned ghost white. “They were scared, they didn’t want to do it. But they felt they didn’t have a choice. I felt all that. But I didn’t care.”

“You killed them.” It wasn’t a question.

There was that bitter laugh again. “No, that’s too kind of a word. I destroyed them, Tobias. Both of them. If you go into what’s left of the chapel now, you’ll see two scorch marks. That’s all that was left of them.”

He inhaled sharply. Let it out slowly. She was still staring off into the distance like she was watching the memory play out there, projected on the wall. Maybe she was. “You were still fighting to defend your home. You can’t--”

“I didn’t stop there.”

All thoughts of what he’d been about to say dried up in his throat.

“They were telling us to surrender. But after I destroyed a couple more of their ships, they ran. I wasn’t going to let them get away with it. So I followed them. Mygre came with me. She begged me to stop, to slow down. To just take a moment to think. But I didn’t want to. We followed them to their base. A little planetoid called Lithuta. They had defenses. Weapons. But they weren’t enough. I felt their fear, too. But I was so, so angry. I just wanted to hurt them, the way they’d hurt me. And then, suddenly, it was gone.”

“What was gone?” He whispered, voice hoarse.

“The planet. Thirty-two thousand, six hundred and fifteen people. Gone.” She looked down at her hands, lifting them from the railing, staring at them as if they were drenched in blood. “Because of me.”

Tobias couldn’t breathe. He didn’t dare speak, but he wasn’t sure he could anyway.

She closed her eyes, hands clenching into fists. He saw faint golden light pulsing through the outlines of their veins. “I can still hear their screams. I can still feel… it happen. One moment, all that life. The next, nothing but echoes.”

The star-engine still hummed, but her sudden silence felt deafening anyway. He should have been scared. Horrified. And he was. But not of her, he realized. He couldn’t imagine looking at her and feeling that way now. Even now.

“Still think I’m wrong?” She asked, her voice quieter than he had ever heard it before.

“Yes.” He’d still been trying to find his voice, but the word came out with such certainty it surprised even him.

She finally looked at him. The sparks in her eyes were much duller than usual, as she studied him, an unreadable expression on her face. But she had to know he meant it.

“What you did in the past… I’m not gonna say it doesn’t matter, because of course it does. But it doesn’t have to define you. And it doesn’t define you. You don’t let it. The important thing isn’t what you did, but what you choose to do now, and who you choose to be in the future. You’re right, I don’t know all the things you’ve done. But I… I do know you. Enough to know that you, Dawn Harkyr, are good.”

Somehow, in the course of his speech, he’d moved closer to her. So close that his hand brushed up against hers on the railing. But she didn’t move away. The colors in her eyes were a bit brighter again, and he even saw a couple purple flecks that he never had before. Maybe he just hadn’t been close enough to notice. Now that he was, he found he couldn’t look away. It was like staring into two miniature galaxies. And their gravity pulled him closer still. He let them; his eyes instinctively closing the instant before their lips met.

Suddenly there was no railing, no engine room, no star floating beneath them. There was only the two of them. He wrapped his arms around her, wanting only for her to be closer, and closer still. Her hands made their way into his hair, static electricity lingering where her fingers passed. Sparks collected in his chest until he was certain another star had bloomed there; even hotter and brighter than the one below.

He lifted a hand to cup her face but she grabbed it, abruptly pulling away.

Just like that, the fire died.

“I… we can’t,” she said quietly, sounding almost breathless. “It’s not fair to either of us.”

“I don’t--” he started, but she was right. Of course she was. He dropped his other hand, taking a step back.

“You’re not ready to give up the search just yet.”

He looked down, suddenly feeling too many feelings to name. Regret was probably the biggest one, but what exactly he regretted, he wasn’t sure.

“We can go back down to the planet when you’re ready,” she said, her voice perfectly normal again. She walked around him, heading back for the door.

“Dawn.”

She stopped, waiting.

“What I said… I meant it. I didn’t just say it to…” he trailed off, unsure where he was going with that sentence.

She raised an eyebrow at him, smirking very slightly. “I know.” Of course she did. “But I appreciate you saying it anyway.”

And then she was gone, leaving him with a galaxy of emotions he didn’t have the space for.

#ask game #my writing #wip: star bright #obligatory not very edited disclaimer #thanks for enabling me to get this out of my system lol #another engine room scene?#yes and i do not apologize for it #concealeddarkness13 #questions from the void

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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Is it cool if we get a Steven Universe Ruby X Reader concept? You're so good at what you do! You should start charging honestly! I'd pay for it. And I don't mind the fact you're slow at the time. You've got a lot of requests on top of your personal life. Tysm for helping us with our fantasies!!! Take care, friend!!

I decided to do a generic Ruby as I could never split Garnet's Ruby from Sapphire. Also, I don't need the money so don't worry about it ^^ I'm so happy you support me, however! You're welcome and take care :)💜 You can apply this to any Ruby I think.

Yandere! Generic Ruby Guard(s) Concept

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Clingy behavior, Jealousy, Breach of privacy, Mentioned forced fusion at one point, Platonic/Romantic relationship, Harem dynamic.

- Since we're talking about Rubies in general, you could meet them in a variety of ways.

- You used to be a Homeworld gem.

- Your Ruby(s) crashed onto Earth and met you.

- or you met them in the Future timeline where Steven created Little Homeworld.

- Also, when it comes to Rubies, it's rare to see just one.

- You'd most likely meet a small group of them.

- Most of them are not the brightest, either.

- They're meant to be expendable soldiers, more brawn than brain.

- Although in a group of them there will be the ocassional smart one to balance things out.

- This makes Rubies easy to manipulate and keep under control if you order then right.

- Rubies would be considered Overprotective, Clingy, Obsessive, Curious, and Dedicated.

- Alone, they can be easy to deal with.

- A Ruby alone with no one to fuse with isn't too much of a threat.

- It's when you have a whole Ruby squad (3-5 Rubies) that all like you there's an issue.

- As now they can fuse and truly do some damage.

- Rubies are meant to be bodyguards.

- They'd be the most attached to a fellow Gem to guard, but if they have a human darling on Earth they'd probably act similar over time.

- Humans are fragile, they'd probably grasp this concept and feel you really need to be protected.

- As a result of being overprotective, they'd be clingy and never far from you.

- Also, as they're a soldier caste, they'd fight often with each other in an attempt to gain your attention.

- They can work together, yes, but they still get jealous.

- Rubies would want attention and praise from their darling.

- They want to know if they're doing a good job.

- If you were a Gem, they'd definitely want to try fusing once they know about it on Earth.

- Perhaps your Ruby/Rubies saw a relationship like Garnet and would pester you to start your own.

- With a human darling they'd probably attempt fusion at first in an attempt to make it work.

- Then be frustrated that it doesn't work as you're not half Gem....

- Rubies being obsessive of their darling comes from their protective and clingy nature.

- They'd act like children around you all the time, too.

- Usually when it comes to arguments, mostly.

- You have to listen to their arguments over who gets to hang out with you today... then you'd hear them gush about you....

- Rubies in a group can be a handful.

- They're also incredibly curious on how to better understand the feelings they have for you.

- Gem or human, they want to know how to fully express the relationship they feel they have between you.

- This works for platonic or romantic, honestly.

- They'd be curious of either type of relationship, as relationships and fusion is/was forbidden where they come from.

- Honestly, if you managed to fuse with them as a gem, they probably would not want it to end.

- It's brand new, strange, yet amazing.

- However, a fusion is not functional if one part doesn't wish to be a part of it.

- So they'd be disappointed when you leave the fusion due to not feeling up for it.

- Rubies are also very dedicated to a darling.

- Coming from their purpose in Gem culture, they feel they're useful by staying around you and caring for you 24/7.

- Good luck getting sleep, you'd have a dozen eyes staring at you with curiosity.

- You can try to get them to leave you alone, it won't last long though.

- Prying them from you is a pain.

- They whine and throw a fit when being removed from their darling.

- You can't just remove a guard from their assignment.

- Might as well talk about when the Rubies fuse together....

- Rubies can fuse together to create a much bigger version of themselves.

- They'd probably do this to protect you or... keep you under control.

- With their new size they can easily pick you up and hold you like a toy.

- They would probably do this as a new form of affection towards you.

- Also you move less if they hold you-

- So if you don't like their behavior and try to run, they'd use fusion to track you down again.

- On another note, they would comply to being held by you when they're singular.

- Although, you most likely can only hold one at a time, so the others would complain about you picking favorites.

- Rubies are used to being used for protection or fights, they can also be rather hot-headed.

- Which means they'd pick fights with other people over you often.

- Would they kill/shatter? Maybe.

- It is kind of what they were meant for on Homeworld.

- Kidnap? They would try to refrain from it but if they are convinced it would keep you safe... then yes.

- Most of the time, your word is their order.

- Which keeps them under control most of the time.

- Overall, Yandere Rubies can be a handful and very overprotective along with wishing to please their darling.

- The best way to deal with them is treat the group you have equally and make sure they get the same affection.

- They get rather upset if you don't treat them the same.

#yandere steven universe #yandere steven universe future #yandere rubies

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msjr0119 · 4 years

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The Unexpected Roommate

Part 5

Book: The Royal Romance

Pairings: Drake Walker x Riley Brooks, Leo Rhys x Olivia Nevrakis - All characters belong to Pixelberry

Song Inspiration: Perfect Strangers, Jonas Blue

Warnings ⚠️ DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18, If you choose to read you are consenting that you are over this age. NSFW, adult language, mention of shooting noise. If these trigger warnings affect you, please don’t continue to read.

Word Count: 3,900 ish

Tags:

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****

“Are you going to sleep on the couch? Or are you going to stay with me?” Asking in a flirtatious yet gruff way- Riley paused for a slight second. Not giving him an answer straight away. Her hands roamed along his body, lost in thought. The final decision was based on the kiss that they had just shared.

“Staying.”

Smiling softly at him, that mischievous grin that she had previously wore had disappeared - now, this smile was sincere making her slightly blush. Drake was turned on before- how could he not be? But now she had agreed to stay with him, changed everything.

“What do you want me to do? Stay or leave?” Her voice was quiet, almost like a whisper- as her hands continued to touch places dangerously, yet teasingly.

“I want you to stay. I want that fake sex, to become a reality.” An intense feeling erupted inside of him the moment their lips touched again. Her lips were soft yet warm, tasting the fusion of alcohol surrounding her mouth- he felt more drunk than he was already. Feeling Riley crumble right in front of him- he continued savouring her lips. Finally pulling away, they both silently gazed at each other- both needing to confirm if the feelings were mutual. The hate that they both originally showed in their eyes, now soon changed- this moment right now they looked at each other not as roommates, not as enemies but instead as lovers even if it was only for the night. Leaning down to kiss her again, she moved her head towards the side- informing him that she wanted those kisses to be on her neck again. Rather than her lips.

Feeling her hand gently rub his cock, through his jeans- he groaned quietly but loud enough for her to hear. Drake abruptly moved her hand- standing up, his hand went towards his trousers. Riley quietly stepped forward and reached for his shirt- her fingers gently working at the buttons, unbuttoning them slowly before removing it. Standing in front of her half naked, bare chested - he took a deep breath, wondering if he was dreaming.

Coming out of his daze, he felt her fumbling around with the belt buckle before unzipping the fly. Drake managed to pull his jeans down, urgently stepping out of them. His cock, sprung up inside of his boxers- this movement seemed to immediately catch her eye, whilst Drake was slightly embarrassed. They both knew what was about to happen, but he had wished that he could control his manhood- making him not look that eager. Cursing himself mentally inside, Riley smiled softly at him. Tugging at his boxers, he removed them in one swift motion. Once off the head of his cock bounced up practically hitting him in the stomach. Natural instinct, led Riley’s hand downwards- feeling her small hand begin sliding up and down his shaft, he briefly closed his eyes, feeling more aroused with her touches. Opening them, he noticed that her sparkling baby blues were focused onto his face as she continued the movements. Drake removed her hand, not that he wanted to- but he needed to get her naked as well. It wasn’t a one man show. Caressing her cheek, she inhaled sharply- unzipping her dress, he assisted her out of it. Seeing the matching underwear, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold off. Feeling mesmerised her body, his brain wasn’t functioning correctly. With past partners, he just got straight into doing the deed.

“Drake? Are you okay?”

“Yeah, sorry.” Reaching out he gently stroked her hair, before leaning in for another kiss. The kiss began softly, feeling less anxious about the situation - he unclasped her bra. With one hand around her waist, his other hand cupped one of her breasts. Beginning to caress and play with her hardened bud, she reached down stroking his erection. As they were exploring each other’s bodies the kissing became more passionate, their tongues began to fight against each other.

“Lay down on the bed, Riley.” Following his commands, his hand ran soon up her thigh- eventually parting her legs as if she was doing the splits. As he reached further up, he immediately felt the dampness surrounding her.

“You’re so wet for me already...”

“I would be if I did it to myself- you’re nothing special Drake....just like you were immediately hard just by me straddling you before.”

“Touché. I assume you don’t want me to continue then? I was going to spoil you with my mouth instead....” Before Riley could respond with a sarcastic comment, Drake lowered his mouth downwards- holding her breath, that soon changed the second his lips touched her clit. Placing light kisses along her slit, he then stroked it with his tongue- causing her whole body to tremble. As her body reacted to his actions, he was pleased that her could pleasure her, lapping up her flowing juices.

“Fuck... Drakeeee...” Ignoring her, he continued sucking and licking her moistened lips, pumping his tongue deeper as she continued screaming his name.

Feeling as if he had done enough, he lifted his head up- seeing Riley tightly holding on to the duvet, he smirked.

“Your turn. Get on your back, Drake!” She demanded, fluttering her eyes open after recovering from her climax.

“I don’t want anything.”

“That’s bullshit...” She quickly lay down between his legs and curled her fingers around him as she did previously- slowly she began to rub up and down his length before slipping her lips over the head of him. Continuing up and down his length, he grunted as he felt the tip of his cock reach the back of her throat. Placing his hand around the back of her neck, he guided her. Not that she needed assisting.

“Riley! Please stop!”

Sitting up, she daren’t make eye contact with him- not wanting to show the disappointment. Positioning herself on the edge of the bed, she wondered why the change of heart from him. Fuck, she muttered to herself- regretting letting herself become carried away. Deciding that it was for the best to leave the awkwardness as it was, she slowly stood up.

“Where are you going?”

“You asked me to stop. So I’m going to go and sleep on the couch...”

“I asked you to stop because I felt as if I was going to cum. I didn’t want to cum so early.” Feeling relieved in a way, she regretted allowing paranoia get the best of her. “You said that you was staying, so stay. Let’s finish off what we started...” Drake pleaded.

Guiding her backwards towards the bed her stomach began to flutter, as if butterflies were there. She was unsure as to why she was suddenly nervous. Mentally scolding herself, her nerves soon disappeared as his body hovered over her.

Leaning forward so that he was leaning on her- skin to skin- he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. Lining himself up, he slowly thrust against her-letting her know that he was ready. “Can I?” Not knowing why he asked her if he could begin- the words just slipped out. “Please.” After her response, he slowly entered her- hearing a slight gasp escape her lips he waited a while before he started. Beginning with slow movements, he eventually gained the confidence to work faster with this new partner. His cock began slamming in and out of her, his balls slapping against her bare skin from this angle that they was in - as he continued fondling with her breasts and increase his speed- this was enough to bring her over the edge.

“Drake! I’m ... I’m....” Drake knew what exactly she needed to say, he could feel her muscles clench around him. Hearing her climax again, encouraged him to pick up the pace - needing to release himself. Not that he wanted to this soon, but this unexpected time with Riley- made him feel something that he hadn’t felt in a long time. Excitement, curiosity, in a slight way loved. Knowing she didn’t love him, he was hoping that rendezvous wouldn’t push them further apart.

Grunting, he pulled out his now softening cock and laid next to her on the bed. Neither spoke to each other for a while, both still breathing heavily. Drake’s hand covered hers, turning to face her- he smiled at his roommate. Not with a cocky smirk, that he usually provided but instead a genuine smile. A happy smile.

“Maybe I should have trusted you- when you informed me that you was big. Jesus Drake, I cant move.”

“Not to brag or anything. But I wouldn’t lie about that. You don’t have to move, you can sleep here. If it’s too awkward, I’ll sleep on the couch...”

“I don’t think it could get any more awkward. We just fucked.”

“True. Night, Riley.”

“Night, Drake.” Both of them turned on to their sides facing away from each other. Neither could fall asleep immediately, both of them laid there thinking about what had happened.

About an hour later, Drake was still awake- as was Riley, unknowingly to him. Rolling over, he placed his arm around her- snuggling closer to her.

Cause you're here with me now, I don't want you to go, he sung inside in his mind.

****

The morning after, Riley stirred. Fluttering her eyes open, she remembered everything- however, wondered where Drake was. She felt his arm go around her, so surely it didn’t feel that awkward that he slept on the couch.

Quickly getting dressed, she ambled towards the kitchen but paused as she overheard the men talking.

“So you and Riley... you can thank me. I accept appreciation in the form of beer or very expensive clothing. Just call me Matchmaker, Leo.”

“Leo, I’m not thanking you.”

“What was it like? I always assumed you’d just keep going back to Kiara when you needed sex.” Kiara? Who the fuck is Kiara? Overhearing this, Riley soon became paranoid- overthinking what she actually meant to Drake. Was last night just a ‘fuck’ to him?

“I haven’t slept with Kiara in months. With Riley it was different. But it was only a one time thing.” Saying this, he believed that Leo would stop the conversation immediately. Instead he attempted to inform Drake to shut up.

“We’re just roommates. She doesn’t like me more than that. If that. It was only sex....”

“Good morning, Riley!” Leo blurted out, wearing a sheepish grin.

“Good morning, Leo.” Ignoring Drake, she made herself a coffee. Feeling that his words explained exactly what last night was.

She fucking heard you Drake, you absolute dipshit. Leo mouthed you his friend shaking his head.

“Where’s Liv?” Focusing her attention towards Leo, she didn’t want to make eye contact with Drake. Assuming whoever this Kiara was, she would be second best.

“She left about an hour ago. Getting a manicure before meeting you.” Rolling his eyes back, he was unsure as to why his fiancée needed a manicure to go shopping. He didn’t understand how a woman’s mind worked, but just agreed anything Olivia did to keep him in her good books.

“Okay... I’ll go and get ready in my room then.”

“Do you want some breakfast?” Drake asked nervously, knowing he was in the doghouse. Walking away, she responded with her back facing him.

“No, I prefer to jump straight into my dessert.”

Sighing, he placed the food on the table- walking after her.

“Have I done something wrong?” Drake questioned, hoping that he hadn’t fucked up. Hearing Leo snort in the background, he turned his head towards his friend scowling. Leo responded by smirking and shrugging his shoulders.

“No. Why?”

“You overheard what I said... stop lying. That’s why you ignored me. It’s not like that at all, I said that....”

“I heard it all. Yes. Don’t worry about it. We’re not in a relationship. It was just sex remember? Sounds like you have a ‘fuck buddy’ already- don’t include me in your games or sexual needs anymore.”

“I’d rather you be my ‘fuck buddy’.” Fuck. I didn’t mean for it to come out that way. Taking a deep breath, he regretted saying that instantly. He was kind of expecting a right hook. “What happened between us was amazing, Riley.”

“Yeah it was.” Not sounding too confident she didn’t want to make out that she was jealous over him being involved with someone else. Whether it was in the past, or in the present. Reaching out for her hand, he held it tightly not knowing how she would react to the gesture.

“So what do you say? Make a little arrangement? If you want ‘us’, we can start as casual sex- then see where it goes?”

“You’re fucking insane, Drake. Go back to hating me.”

“I’d say I’m an attractive guy, you’re a gorgeous girl when you’re not an arsehole.”

“You’re so vein. I do have a rule, if we do this though...No kissing on the lips.”

“But we did that last night. Why?”

“That was this morning actually. Because if we aren’t in a relationship, what’s the point in being intimate?” Drake’s heart sunk, not realising why. Now he had kissed her, knowing what it felt like- he wanted to continue that.

“Okay, fine. I’ll see you later then?” I’ll kiss those lips, don’t you worry Riley.

“Yup. Bye Leo.” Leo waved from a distance, not really wanting to get involved in the love life.

“Ri?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m sorry for being a jerk... I’m starting to fall...” Fall for you. “fall behind with the housework. I’m only going into work for a few hours. I’ll clean up when I’m back.”

“Wait for me to come back. I’ll help you. 50/50 remember. My nails are fucked anyway.” Providing a little laugh, she headed towards her room- not fully aware of what she had just agreed to. Not knowing if that was actually what she wanted. Deep down, she wanted more after their night together. She wondered if he did too. Or if indeed he was just happy with the friends with benefits arrangement.

Drake sat down besides Leo, his head fell into his hands. This girl had got into his mind, he suggested the ‘friends with benefits’ hoping that she would decline the offer. Hoping that they could begin a relationship instead. He just didn’t have the confidence to express what his heart truly wanted - she made him weak at the knees. Although he would never confess that. Not yet anyway. He was unsure as to if he would ever be able to admit to his true feelings.

“Now I may not be a translator, but that was the biggest bullshit ever stated, Drake” Leo knew Drake and he knew for a fact what his friend meant when he stuttered after the word ‘falling’.

****

Riley arrived at Macy’s bang on eleven am. Usually she would arrive early, punctuality was important to her. On her way there, her mind was in a daze- flashbacks of her rendezvous with Drake wouldn’t disappear.

Noticing her friend waiting outside, she knew Olivia was about to berate her.

“I thought that you’d ditched me for Walker’s cock.” Feeling the blush appear on her face, she didn’t want this conversation to elaborate.

“Not now, Liv.”

“Seriously, Riley. Why him?”

“He’s a good fuck, I suppose?” Olivia shuddered at the thought. Not wanting to think about her arch-enemy any longer, she changed the subject. “You know, Liam is coming back for the wedding.”

“Well I hope so, he’s the grooms brother.” She responded sarcastically- just wishing that they could go inside, choose a dress and leave.

“Obviously. But he’s single.” Nudging her friend, she would do anything to see her happy- anything apart from push her towards Drake.

”Olivia. Stop right there. I’m not interested in Liam. I never was.”

****

After hours of searching through the dresses, Olivia finally chose the perfect dress for her maid of honour. Riley was grateful that the bride to be hadn’t made her look like a sugar plum fairy. Making her way back ‘home’ she wondered if the atmosphere would be awkward. In the back of her mind, she still wasn’t sure what was going on between herself and Drake. Opening the door, she witnessed him shoot up from the sofa in a flash.

“Hey, did you find a dress?”

“Yes. It was the first one we actually looked at. Hours of my life wasted. How was your suit fitting?” Bending over to take her slightly small high heeled boots off, Drake paused before responding to her question. His eyes were focused on her ass. “Did you hear me, Drake?” Shaking his head, he didn’t want her to notice that he was gawking at her like a drooling puppy.

“Yeah, sorry. Suits are overrated. A suit is just a suit right? I’ve got a hundred in the wardrobe that I don’t wear.”

“True. You’ve tidied up. I told you to wait until I was back.”

“I had nothing better to do. I’ve also ordered some food.”

“Where’s the real Drake? You’re turning into a softie, I’m going to start calling you ‘marshmallow’ from now on.”

“Haha. Funny fucker. Where’s the real Riley? You haven’t done a prank yet.” That’s what you think. I always think ahead.

“Why don’t you pour yourself a whiskey. I’ll get changed, put this away and come and join you.” Smirking as she walked away, she didn’t get too far before hearing Drake spit out the drink.

“RILEY!” Chasing after her, she slammed the door in his face- accidentally of course. “Open the door!”

“Or what? I’ll come out in a minute I promise.” Drake waited impatiently for her to come out, eventually she opened the door wearing the biggest grin. “Don’t kill me. Please. Just stand on the rug.” Why the fucking rug? Fluttering her eyelashes at him- he was hypnotised and followed orders.

“Holy shit! Riley get down!” Crouching down, panic began to run through his veins- not only for his own safety but for Riley’s. The gunshot noises scared the life out of him, wondering who was in the apartment with them. How did they get in? What did they want?

Looking at his concerned face, she walked over towards him pulling the rug back- showing the reasoning behind the ‘gunshot shots’. Bubble wrap. Unable to prevent herself from laughing, every time she contained herself- his face would make her burst out into a fit of hysterical laughter. “I’m sorry, Drake... I can’t.... I can’t breathe.... your face....”

“Are you trying to fucking kill me? First you drug me, then try to poison me with fake whiskey- What was it? Then you try and give me a fucking heart attack.”

“Technically Olivia drugged you. It’s tea with vinegar in it- couldn’t you smell it? It was worth seeing your face...”

“How would you pay the bills if I died? Ever thought about that?”

“Simple. I’d move out. Leave your body to rot. Plead innocent. By the way, the real whiskey is in the cupboard- behind the cereal.”

“If you’re fucking with me again... I’ll kill ya.” Hesitating trying it, he sniffed it first. “Here, try it first.” Riley did as he asked, swallowed it down in one.

“See it’s whiskey.” Drake narrowed his eyes still unsure if he could trust her fully. They remained silent for a short amount of time, until Drake decided to break the silence with an obscure question. Not the usual type of conversations.

“What are you wearing under that by the way?”

“What time is the food coming?”

“In about an hour because I wasn’t sure what time you was coming back. Why are you ignoring my question?”

“I’m not ignoring it. If you want to know, why don’t you just undo my robe.” Drake held his breath as he closed the distance between them. He noticed her breathing rapidly increase as he touched her. Untying it, his hands went to her shoulders- forcing the robe off of her.

“You’re wearing what I bought you.”

“Do you like it?”

“I love it. You look sexy... so fucking gorgeous.”

“Are you fishing for a blowjob with your charm?”

“No. But if you want to do that I’m sure he’d enjoy it. Or I could pleasure you instead?” Leaning forward, in his mind he wanted to fuck off her stupid suggestion about ‘no kissing’. Their lips almost touched, as there was a knock at the door. Drake let out a frustrated sigh, letting go of her waist he answered the door, as she quickly put the robe back on. Their takeout had arrived prematurely, handing the delivery man the money- Drake forcefully placed the food on the island. “Can you not tell the time properly? I thought you said that it was arriving in about an hour. I think you need to go back to school Drake.” Winking at him, she was about to position herself on the stool- her belly had began to rumble, the aroma of freshly cooked food was lingering around them. Unexpectedly Drake picked her up and flung her over his shoulder- heading towards his room. “Drake! What the fuck? The food!”

“Chinese is always better warmed up the day after anyway!” Placing her back on the ground he held her tight- not wanting her to runaway. Not wanting for her to ditch him for some over fried, fatty food. He knew what he wanted. Ever since he knew what she was wearing, everything slipped from his mind. Opening the door, he dragged her in- not forcefully. Pinning her against the wall, his hands urgently ran through her hair before cupping her cheeks. Crashing his lips on to hers, mentally he was smirking as she melted away in the kiss.

“I said no kissing....”

“I get it. You’re afraid you won’t be able to keep your hands off me. If we kiss. But we’ve already crossed that line...you shouldn’t tease me...”

“How am I teasing you?”

“Wearing what you are wearing...” biting her lip, she untied the robe- slowly yet seductively.

“Oh, you mean this?”

“Yes. That. I want you, Riley. So desperately...”

“What are you waiting for then? We had an arrangement didn’t we?” Drake held her head in his hands, pulling her towards him into a fiery and passionate kiss. Breaking apart, their breathing was in unison- rapid. Caressing her cheek with his thumb, she ran her fingers down his chest before pulling his as close as she could towards her. Not leaving any gaps between the two of them, she could feel his heart beat against her chest. Knowing that he could feel hers too, they stayed still gazing into each other’s eyes. “That arrangement, I am going to stick to it. Get on the bed, roomie.”

****

Leo and Olivia had just shared an intimate shower together. Relaxing on the couch they were both excited about their upcoming wedding. Discussing last minute preparations, Leo couldn’t wait for it to be over and done with- he hated seeing Olivia act all bridezilla towards him. Hearing the door knock, they both placed a wager- assuming it would be either Drake or Riley crying and moaning about each other. Making the other person seem the worse one. The two of them knew that Riley and Drake was alike- especially with their stubbornness. Leo sighed as he walked over to open the door, with a towel hanging dangerously loose on his hips.

“Before you start, I don’t want to hear it... I’m not getting blamed for this....Liam?”

“Hey, Bro. I assume you wasn’t expecting me with that introduction. Who have you pissed off this time?”

“I assumed you was somebody else. Sorry, I’ve not pissed anyone off. Don’t worry. What are you doing here? You’re not due back until the wedding.”

“I’ve used some holiday days.” Olivia heard the familiar voice, confused as to why he was here showering them with gifts. What has he done now? She thought to herself.

“Aw Liam, I didn’t realise that you loved me that much. These flowers are beautiful.”

“They aren’t for you. But I’ll get my favourite sister in law some soon. I promise.” Olivia was unsure whether or not to be offended that the flowers wasn’t for her. After all the Rhys’s were charmers with all the women.

“Who are they for then?” Seeing Liam look at them with sorrow in his eyes, the penny finally dropped.

“That person, doesn’t live in the city anymore.” She send confidently, attempting to persuade herself that she was telling the truth.

“I know she does Olivia. Stop lying to me. I need to see her, I need to talk to her. Where’s Riley?”

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