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sunny-fox · 8 months

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I've been wanting to write this for a while now -

God! Reader who stims + Headcanons

Idea by: @karmawonders (please check out their blog too!!)

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Reader's pronouns: -

Notes: implied neurodivergent reader & characters, self-indulgent, includes personal headcanons

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Candace sat on your bed, legs dangling over the edge. She had turned to her left to face you - you lay on your side, huddled underneath your blanket and cuddling a pillow. The two of you chatted idly, till you blinked sleepily and yawned, rubbing at your eye.

"Are you going to sleep now, Your Grace?" Candace asked softly.

You nodded, grabbing your blanket and pulling it up to your nose. You breathed in deeply, rubbing the fabric between your fingers as you did so.

You noticed Candace looking at you curiously. "Don't mind me...I'm just stimming," you mumbled, rubbing the blanket against your nose.

The look on Candace's face turned into one of realisation. She nodded in response and ran her fingers through your hair gently. "Sweet dreams, Your Grace," she whispered.

You hummed quietly and continued to breathe in the scent of your blanket.

Candace left your room after giving you one last pat on the head.

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You were walking in the streets of Fontaine, with Navia keeping you company. Glancing at the various shops and wares available, you hummed any song that you could think of every time your eyes settled on something new that reminded you of them.

A few minutes later, you looked to your side and saw Navia staring at you with a soft gaze and a smile (she probably had been doing so for at least ten minutes). You froze momentarily, and your humming halted as well.

"Is everything alright, Your Grace?" Navia asked.

"Everything's okay, but why were you staring at me?" You asked. "If it's because of my humming, then... I'm sorry. I'll stop."

"That's because I love to hear you hum!" Navia replied. "It's okay, you can continue humming. It's not annoying at all. It's really nice."

You grinned at Navia gratefully before continuing to hum. You noticed that Navia bobbed her head occasionally or matched the clicks of her boots as she walked according to your hums.

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You were hanging out with Heizou for today, and the both of you decided to have lunch at Uyuu Restaurant.

While he was waiting for the food to be served, Heizou heard some soft clicks. He looked at you and saw you resting your hands against the edge of the table. You were picking at your fingernails and the skin of your fingers.

"Your Grace." Heizou's voice caught your attention. You looked up and saw him staring into your eyes. "Please stop doing that."

"Oh - I'm sorry!" You quickly put your hands on your knees, gripping them so that you wouldn't pick at your fingers. "Those clicks sound annoying; I know. I'm really sorry."

"No, that's not the problem," Heizou said, leaning forward slightly. "The problem is, it's bad for you. I understand that you're just stimming, but that's an unhealthy stim." He stood from his original seat and moved around the table to sit next to you, reaching out with one hand, palm facing upward. "May I please have a look at your hand?"

Reluctantly, you placed your hand in his, showing him your uneven nails. Heizou sighed and rubbed his thumb against them.

"There's nothing wrong with stimming, Your Grace, but please don't hurt yourself while you stim," he said. "Here, you can play with this." He undid the black pom-pom attached to his clothing and pressed it onto your palm.

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Headcanons:

Kaeya whistles to stim. Please teach him all of the songs you know; in return, he'll teach you all of the Teyvat songs he knows. He wants to whistle along with your songs while you hum.

Klee has a comfort blanket that she cuddles to sleep every night. She's so happy to know that you have the same way of stimming as her! She's heard a lot of adults saying things like "kids should outgrow their habit of having comfort blankets when they grow up", so please assure her that it's not true.

Shenhe rubs her sleeves when she's stressed or nervous. You'll see her doing so when she's in a crowd, or before she wants to talk to you. Just like Klee, she needs assurance that stimming isn't bad, as some people still give her weird looks when she does so.

Beidou whistles to stim as well. Unlike Kaeya, she doesn't whistle when you hum. She likes to imitate the calls of all kinds of birds. Sometimes a bird or two will swoop down from the air to land on her shoulder or hand after hearing her whistles.

Yuegui is Yaoyao's stim toy. She always holds it in her arms so that she can give it a squeeze now and then, or breathe in the smell of osmanthus flowers on it. Yuegui makes her feel safe - it was originally made by Cloud Retainer to protect her, after all.

Sara likes to run her fingers through her feathers. She just materialises her wings and brushes them with her hand, albeit only when there's very few people around. When she's in public, she chews on the inside of her mouth.

Kirara waves her tails back and forth. Some people tell her to stop because they keep seeing something (her tails) swishing in their peripheral vision when she stims - they say that it's annoying. Please tell them off, pat Kirara on the head and tell her that it's okay to stim.

Collei fiddles with the tassels of her shawl while patrolling or learning new words. When she's at home, where she doesn't have to be cautious all the time, Cuilen-Anbar is her comfort "blanket". (Inspired by that one cutscene where Collei cuddles Cuilen-Anbar while sleeping)

Wanderer may not admit it, but he stims too! He used to fiddle with his vision only when he's 100% sure there's no one around. Similar to Sara, his stimming behaviour was very subtle in public - he rubbed his fingers against his sleeves whenever he crossed his arms over his chest. He's actually quite relieved when you tell him that stimming in front of others is totally fine.

Lynette stims by playing with her ponytail. She does it every time before a performance. Sometimes she twists her ponytail, sometimes she runs her fingers through it, sometimes she curls a strand of it around her finger. Occasionally, Lyney has to help her undo the knots in her hair 5 minutes before he has to go on stage.

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I love my stim toys hehe

It's okay for anyone to stim as long as you don't hurt anyone, including yourself!

#genshin cult au #genshin x reader #candace x reader #navia x reader #heizou x reader #sagau #self aware genshin

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sayakaskokofish · 6 months

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Hey! So while everyone is waiting for my Diluc X Reader one shot, I decided to make a small treat for you all 🩷 (I worked hard making it all pretty so I really hope you like it, and I'll try doing more stuff like this after the Diluc oneshot as it will look way different, as I have had it for a long while sitting in there sobs)

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨

Characters selected!

➤ Nilou! 🌊💃🪷

➤ Tighnari! 🪴🦊🌱

➤ Kamisato Ayato! 🌊🧋🗡️

➤ Xiao! 🍃👹🍮

➤ Zhongli! 🪨🪙🍵

➤ Scaramouche/Wanderer! 🍃🫐👶

Content: Reader being a ballerina and them seeing the performance (because I've been obsessed with the black and white swan recently 🩷)

Readers gender/pronouns: Gender neutral, They/Them (but you are 100% free to place your own pronouns here as it is for readers!)🫧

Hope you enjoy! ღゝ◡╹)ノ

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: Nilou!

"Hips don't lie - Shakira" // sped up ☆

02:10 ━━━━●───── 03:39

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🫧✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

• Nilou, being a dancer herself, was super excited! She loved seeing other people dance. It gave her full happiness when she saw you come up on stage wearing a pretty costume. She watched every second of the show in awe. Candace, Dehya, and Kevah who were sitting next to her could see stars in her eyes as she watched your performance.

• She couldn't help it! She was enchanted watching you dance every single time! Sure, she could dance well.. but watching you dance was so much better. Your movements, Costume, even the way your hair was made her light up as she watched you. She happily ate the small snacks Dehya has snuck in for the small group.

• After your performance ended, she went straight up to you, leaving the others behind as she hugged you tightly. She spewed only kind words as she told you how great you looked and how pretty your dance was. Afterwards, she helped massage your feet from dancing. Even as you both fell asleep, she couldn't help but think about your dancing. She was truly mesmerized.

Next Up: Tighnari!

"Just a cloud away - Pharrell Williams" // sped up ☆

01:15 ━━━━●───── 02:56

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🌱‧₊˚𖦹 ࣪.𓋼𓍊 ☘️

• At first he didn't think he even had time to go see your performance. But after Collei had asked, he gave in and they went to go see it. He regrets nothing. Him and Collei were sitting a good distance away to where they could see you properly, and they were snacking on the overpriced snacks that the place had sold as they watched you.

• As Collei was watching, she had turned to look at Tighnari, looking to see if he was paying attention.. only to find his tail wagging back and forth in the chair. His eyes were entirely on the stage. She gave him a (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠) look before looking back at the stage with a huge smile on her face.

• After the performance, Tighnari was holding Collei's hand as they walked to where you were resting, taking off your shoes. He had saw a small bruise on your foot and once the three of you got home, he praised your performance as he massaged your feet and aided the bruise, his tail still wagging.

Continuing: Kamisato Ayato!

"Carless Whisper - George Michael" // sped up ☆

02:43 ━━━━●───── 05:01

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🌊.𖥔 ݁ ˖🧋₊ ⊹

• His sister had asked to go see one of your dances and while he was busy.. he was able to cram the rest of his work in two days so him, Ayaka, and Thoma could go see your performance. After getting in the good seats they had paid for, they watch the show. Ayaka had a huge smile on her face as she looked over to her brother who had a small smile on his face as he drank the boba he had snuck in inside his sleeves.

• When the performance had ended, they all went to go see you and afterwards, they spent the rest of the day going getting food and relaxing since he now had a few days of free time.

• He had decided that he would get you a custom costume and pair of shoes made for your next performances. Ayaka had helped him with it, finding accessories for you.

Next Up: Xiao!

"I can't handle change - Roar" // sped up ☆

02:36 ━━━━●───── 03:18

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🍃* ೃ ༄

• He denied coming to your performance due to his duty to protect Liyue as it is in his contract, however.... If you looked hard enough, you'd see him in the back just watching. Amazed.

• As the performance hit the best part, Xiao was stuck there, watching with stars in his eyes. Even if his face didn't show it, he was glad he came and watched you. He would've regretted it, especially if he had saw the face of disappointment when you couldn't see him.

• After the performance, you were met with Xiao with a small Qingxin in hie hand. He shyly held it out to you before saying he liked your show, poofing into the greenish teal smoke and with that, he was gone. Only this time like the rest, his face was a bit pink.

𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴: Zhongli!

"Two Slow dancers - Mitski" // sped up ☆

01:03 ━━●─────── 03:59

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🪙`∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° 📃 合約 🪨

• Zhongli is a big fan of performances and watching them, he always spent time watching Yunjin and some of the other traditional dancers perform so he was quite delighted to accept your invitation!

• Hutao has invited herself along since she haven't had any customers the whole day, the two of them had sat down and waited, Hutao had snuck food inside because both her and Zhongli aren't paying that much for the food they are selling (💀).

• They watched as you danced around gracefully, Hutao had thrown some of her snack at some people who wasn't paying attention in-front of them. And after the performance ended, Hutao shoved a Lily in your face with a big smile and Zhongli stood behind her, his hand about to grab her pigtail as he complemented the preformance.

𝗡𝗼𝘄 Listening to: Scaramouche/Wanderer(hoe)!

"They're only humans - death note: the musical" (the English version) // sped up ☆

01:55 ━━━━●───── 02:38

ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ♡

🎐🍃 ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ 🫐⚡

• He said that it sounded stupid as d that he wasn't going to go. That was 3 hours ago, Nahida told him to go anyways, because even if he didn't like it, him going would make you happy. He said hell no and left.

• Now he's sitting on a bench with Nahida beside him as every was talking, waiting for the preformance to start (it wasn't really anything big, just a small outside performance for people to sit and watch) as he crossed his arms, slumped. He was cursing the small archon beside him who had to get a few cusions to even see, which he laughed at.

• Nahida had looked over to her side as the preformance was going on, she was met with Wanderer/Scaramouche with a tear rolling down his eye. Throughout the whole preformance, he could only think about the story his deceased friend had told him which he had called stupid. The nutcracker and ballerina. In that very seat, he felt like the nutcracker and he hated how he felt, but he couldn't resist watching you dance beautifully.

• After the preformance, Nahida and Scaramouche were holding hands (much to his dismay and embarrassment) as they walked to where you were sitting, massaging your feet. Scaramouche's eyes were slightly red but after whispering to Nahida she had told you that he liked the preformance, to which he denied, his face as red as his eyes.

Hello! I hope you liked this treat. And no, scaramouche didn't get favoritism 😭 was just able to write more for him, plus my emoticon website thing stopped working for me 😭 (so him and Zhongli are kinda half-assed with that small part) I'm getting used to having something that looks so pretty (in my eyes at least) so please bare with me, requests are open ❤️ Diluc oneshot may be a bit delayed however. Also, for requests, feel free to request a song (not a songfic) or have me give you one for the character(s) 🫧💗

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suguruplsr · 5 months

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Teaser for Alhaitham fic!

“abiding by our policies, you can’t get your nails painted.” alhaitham shuts down the 20th idea you had. he sat in the chair in front of you, avoiding the glare you threw at him and skimming through the third row. maybe he should’ve predicted a dying person would want to do exactly one hundred and one things before their death.

but it’s not like he’s done this before.

“okay what, can, i do?!” you huff, already fed up with the word ‘no’. “well.. since you can’t go out, we can watch that movie, scream, here…” alhaitham sighs, watching how your whole mood lit up, eyes almost sparkling. this is gonna be a long two months.

“mhm! what else.” you giggle, clapping your hands together. it’s almost comical to him how expressive you are. looking back down at the paper he held, he began picking out some of the activities you would be able to do.

and in the end, you ended up winning him over in a few things, like being able to use some make up for fun, more movies, specific snacks that you’ll have to eat at very specific times, board games that you convinced him to play with you, and basically any and everything that you can just do in the tiny little home of your room.

you even managed to persuade the silver haired man to let you get some press on nails. nails which candace, thankfully, went out to buy. but surprisingly, the doctor decided to put them on you himself. since Ms. Candace was attending to another patient and he had some free time. well, at least that was his excuse. not like you know he was simply curious to see your excitement over something so small.

“That one fits the ring finger more.” You correct Alhaitham again, making him squint his eyes, mumbling under his breath and moving his fingers to hold your hand firmer. And you just so happen to be right. He sets it aside carefully, putting it in the line of pretty pink and black gemmed nails. He picks up the last smaller nail, the one that finally fits your index finger perfectly.

“Isn’t it pretty?” You smile, adoring the nails as he concentrates on applying the fake nails. He gives a low tsk, a faux look of confusion on his face, “Well I dunno, they’re kinda..” he trails off, a neatly structured stoic expression on his face that makes you roll your eyes. “They’re cute!” “If you say so.” Your adorable little glare makes him want to egg you on, but he stays silent, for now.

Wait— Adorable? Maybe he has a headache from your nagging, or something, nothing to worry about now.

You study his expression unknowingly, your eyes just so happened to need something to latch onto. And he’s clearly a nice view. Better than the nails. The small scrunch of his eyebrows, obviously dedicated to something so simple that it almost concerns you. Even the way he holds your hands up is tender, contrasting with his slightly calloused hands. A beautiful face too, and you think you can see some muscles hidden under his coat.

Sculpted so gorgeously. Funny, for such a snarky man.

“How old are you?” You blurt out, looking up at Alhaitham as he glances at you in confusion. “Why?” He asks softly, almost done with your second hand as you contemplate. “Just curious.” “Curiosity killed the—“ “but satisfaction brought it back.” You finish before he can fully say the little saying. A small smirk of victory forming on your lips when his gives you a look that just radiates sass.

#genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin fanfic #genshin x female reader #genshin x f!reader #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham #al haitam x reader #alhaitham x you #alhaitham x y/n

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telekinetictrait · 8 months

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If I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I shall need no other happiness. (Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus - Mary Shelley, 1818)

heres part two of my 223 years of fashion series! we're well into the regency era now and we see what's mostly associated with this era: spencer jackets, neoclassical silhouettes, and lots of curls. you see more trim and design in this era, as well as a popularization of fur due to napoleonic spread in eastern europe. you'll also notice that a lot of things in this era are slowly getting wider and larger: sleeves, skirts, hats... the elegant simplicity of the regency starts to transition into early victorian shapes.

see 1800-1809 here

cc links under the cut!

see my resources page!

bambi - simsbrush's andrea hair / simstrouble's candace butterflies / sifix's priscilla dress (tsr download) / vibrantpixel's lede gloves

beatrix - la-sims-society's lizzy hair / yakfarm's duchess pearl necklace / sifix's beatrice dress (tsr download)

bhumi - linzlu's birthday bonnet / serenity-cc's karol low bun / royaltysimblr's regency spencer dress / dissia's amy accessory sleeves (tsr download) / gilded-ghosts' hartfield boots

bianca - okruee's venus hair / peebsplays' regency pearl tiara / maushasi's acc. lace top (search 'lace', accessory included in file) / clepysdra's pasiphae dress / simsonico's shining nikki shy lady gloves conversion

bjela - gilded-ghosts' woodhouse bonnet, bennet bun, sensibility skirt, and charlotte spencer jacket / dancemachinetrait's jane flats

blesille - leeleesims1's in the groove hair / vintagesimstress's 1815 emma ball gown / evellsims' mx. sinister gloves / dancemachinetrait's caroline flats

bonnie - linzlu's fancy bonnet / serenity-cc's karol low bun / simverses' fur cape converstion / zeussims' anne dress / dancemachinetrait's kitty flats

bridgette - gilded-ghosts' bennet bun / zeussim's phuong hat / barbieaiden's transparent shirt (accessory) / batsfromwesteros's black evening gown / dissia's aiyana accessory sleeves (tsr download) / dancemachinetrait's caroline flats

bunny - elfdor's acanthus-sims flowered bergere hat recolor / serenity-cc's karol low bun / historicalsimslife's emma regency dress / dancemachinetrait's pemberley gloves

byrony - serenity-cc's karol low bun / elfdor's regency dress #1 / honeycuts' raffia shoes

thank you to @simsbrush @simstrouble @vibrantpixels @la-sims-society @yakfarm @linzlu @serenity-cc @royaltysimblr @dissiasims @gilded-ghosts @okruee @peebsplays @clepysdra @simsonico @dancemachinetrait @leeleesims1 @vintagesimstress @evellsims @simverses @zeussim @barbieaiden @batsfromwesteros @elfdor and @historicalsimslife !!!

#my sims #sims 4 lookbook #ts4 regency #ts4 regency lookbook #223 years #1810s #regency #historical

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spiderjars · 2 years

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So that ARG huh

[ID: A colored sketch of Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives. Martin is a fat black man, with some grey streaking his black afro-textured hair. He is wearing a dark red skirt, an orange button up, and orange cherry-spangled tights with red rain boots. He is also wearing a blue earring and silver wedding ring. He is kicking open a door, and is holding on to a tape. The text above and below him says “Jon holy fuck”. The drawing is a reference to the comic of Candace Flynn kicking down the door and yelling “Mom holy fuck”. End ID.]

#the magnus archives #martin blackwood #tma #if you saw me post this before No you didn’t #my art #edit: added some stuff to the id and took out the caps because I don’t know if that will affect screen readers

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im-a-king-baby · 7 months

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I love ELYN, it was a wonderful read. 🪷

<333

Today's bonus scene is a post-epilogue snippet, because Kevan is one of my favourite characters who barely appeared in the actual fic XD

Under the cut for maaaajor ending spoilers! Go read ELYN first!

“The band should have arrived,” Simon checks his phone, for about the twentieth time since getting out the car that had picked them up at the airport. “Normally we’d meet in the bar, have a drink.” He looks across the lobby to the hotel bar, racks of liquor stretching up to the ceiling.

Wilhelm catches his hand. “The schedule I got said we were meeting for dinner,” he says. He’s pretty sure Simon knows that, but sometimes it helps to have someone else say it out loud. “So let’s check in, and you can have a shower while I ask Farima what time.”

“Right.” It takes Simon a second too long to drag his eyes away from the bottles. He keeps tugging on the straps of his backpack, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Wilhelm had asked widely around for advice on how he could support Simon going back to playing live shows but the consensus from everyone was just, ‘It’s going to be hard, but if he wants to tour again you have to start somewhere.’

“Hey! Si…imon!”

Wilhelm barely has a chance to jump before someone is bounding across the lobby. He’s a huge man with long black hair dressed in a leather jacket with silver studs and for an instant Wilhelm wonders if he should be throwing himself in front of Simon - where are the bodyguards when you need them?

Then he registers that Simon is laughing. “You can keep calling me Simme,” Simon says, stepping past Wilhelm so the man can pull him into what looks like a bonecrushing hug. “I don’t mind.”

“Oh thank god,” the man says, letting Simon go and stepping back. “Farima keeps sending emails about ‘Simon’ and I’m like ‘who?’ every single time.” He notices Wilhelm for the first time, slightly off to the side in his carefully nondescript jumper and jeans combo. “Let me guess, you’re the boyfriend formerly known as Prince?”

Simon snorts. “Kevan, this is Wilhelm. Wille, Kevan. He plays guitar.”

And now Wilhelm remembers him from the Faktory, standing off to the side of the stage with a red guitar. And the name, too. Kevan was the person Simon called in Bjarstad, the one who told Candace where to find them. Wilhelm’s first instinct would be to keep him far away from Simon, but he’s aware that - as much as he doesn’t like it - the Candace Issue is more complicated on Simon’s side.

Simon met her for coffee, when he was in L.A. and Wilhelm was stuck in class a million miles away, and Wilhelm’s phone left imprints in his palm he was gripping it so tight waiting for a phone call that didn’t come, just a text two hours later: she’s gone, all still standing and heading to the airport. See you soon xx

Here and now, Simon seems relaxed for the first time since they entered the lobby, flicking the studs on Kevan’s jacket and saying, “Did you listen to the EP?”

“I did. Not really my thing,” Kevan says, but with a grin as though this is some shared joke between them. “But we can add more guitar solos when you record the full album.”

Simon snorts a laugh, like he hasn’t been up all night for the last week worrying about The Full Album. “Let’s get through these shows first.”

“Speaking of, I did need to catch you.” Kevan’s smile drops. “There’s a problem with my schedule.”

Fuck. Wilhelm steps a bit closer to Simon as his laugh dies and he casts a desperate look towards the check-in desk and escape. “The schedule isn’t really my area,” Simon starts. “Can you talk to Farima about it?”

“No,” Kevan says. “I think I need you.” He’s already pulling out his phone. “See, I’ve got the dinner tonight, rehearsals tomorrow, shows Friday and Saturday, but in the middle I have something called a ‘day off’? I told them, this is a Simme tour we don’t do that here -”

The tension drops entirely out of Simon’s body. "Oh my god," he says, shoving at Kevan’s shoulder, the kind of easy roughhousing that he would've done with Ayub or Rosh back at school. “You’re such an asshole.”

Kevan uses his height advantage to ruffle Simon’s hair then takes off running before Simon can retaliate. Simon is laughing, but pauses to kiss Wilhelm’s cheek and shove his backpack into Wilhelm’s arms before chasing Kevan across the lobby, scattering guests and hotel staff in all directions.

Wilhelm slings Simon’s bag over his shoulder and heads to the desk, only glancing back every other second. “Simon Erikkson and Wilhelm Kassel, I think our bags have already been dropped off.”

She digs out some paperwork for him to sign - he’s still figuring out his signature, still forgetting to respond for a minute when he hears ‘Mr Kassel’ - and she’s coding up two keycards when Simon stumbles back up against the counter, breathing hard.

“Hey, sorry. Didn’t mean to abandon you,” he says, and Wilhelm can’t blame him for it when he’s still smiling like that, lighting up his whole face.

He had kind of understood what Simon said about wanting to be back on stage - in that he could see it was something a person might want, even if the idea of doing it himself made him want to throw up - but he’d thought the touring was a necessary evil that went with that, not something that could possibly be enjoyed. When Simon had arranged these first shows for Spring Break so Wilhelm could come along, Wilhelm had just assumed it was so that he’d have someone other than Farima there to fall back on.

But as Kevan falls into step with them on the way to the elevator, talking about dinner plans like booking a table at a restaurant is the most outlandishly posh thing that any person has ever done, he realises maybe for Simon it was about showing Wilhelm this other side of his life. To show that he’s not alone out here.

“Di was asking if we need to dress for dinner,” Kevan says. “I said I didn’t think we should go naked but I’d check with you.”

Simon elbows him in the side. “I think we can be us,” he says. “It’s not -” he pauses as Wilhelm presses the button to call the lift, waits for the doors to open and them to step inside before he continues. “It’s just to keep it out of the bar, you know?” Wilhelm steps closer, so their knuckles touch and Simon gives him a sideways smile. “Things are going to be a bit different this time.

Wilhelm half expects Kevan to make another joke, but Kevan nods, like he gets it. “You let us know what you need, yeah? We’re all rooting for you here.”

#bonus content meme #elyn fic #I feel like these snippets keep getting longer #oops #sorry not sorry #why is his name kevan instead of kevin?#nobody knows

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ereana · 8 months

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Alhaitham/Cyno - on the neck

The first time Alhaitham sees the scar is in Aaru village. While his mind had been understandably preoccupied with trying to thwart the sages’ scheme, seeing Cyno’s bare neck for the first time had been remarkable enough to wrench his attention away from their impending revolution.

It had been a particularly hot day, even for the desert, and he’d found himself sat on a stack of crates under the shade of the surrounding cliffs watching Dehya and Cyno spar. Technically he was meant to be reading through the scraps of research recovered from the Eleazar treatment hospital but with every clash of steel his eyes had flickered over to the two combatants.

Dehya is unsurprisingly ferocious, every swing of her blade is packed with power even in a simple training match. One blow from her would scatter most men across the ground in a bloody pulp. She is undoubtedly one of the most skilled sword-wielders that Alhaitham has ever seen.

As impressive as she is, it is her opponent who draws Alhaitham’s gaze.

If Dehya is strength personified then Cyno is speed. He darts across the sand in sharp, nimble movements that leave observers dizzy trying to keep track of him. The ex-General utilizes everything at his disposal; the stone cliff side, the shifting sand, even the position of the sun in the sky.

Cyno is a decidedly distracting figure even when simply standing in a room, so seeing him like this is roughly ten times worse for Alhaitham’s focus. His eyes hungrily track the display of deadly skill before him. He would accuse Cyno of showing off if he didn’t know any better.

And Alhaitham does know Cyno better now.

Several weeks spent sharing the same room and working together to save their country has done wonders for their relationship. The spear that was once aimed at Alhaitham’s throat now slashes through their shared enemies.

The camaraderie was a welcome change, Alhaitham is still trying to decide how he feels about the sizzling attraction that is becoming more ungovernable with each passing day he spends in the other man’s presence.

It happens at the end of one of the sparring matches. Dehya stretches her arms upwards towards the sun, sharing a quick word with Candace while Cyno walks over to the edge of the training ground for a drink.

From his perch in the shade Alhaitham takes advantage of the pause in the action to resume his reading. It’s hardly a pleasant topic, but it needs to be done and he’s one of the few people familiar with this style of shorthand note writing. The disagreeable subject matter was well worth the gleam of admiration in Cyno’s face when Alhaitham had told the group he could understand the writings.

His plan to continue reading is swiftly burnt to ashes when he spots Cyno untie his black choker to pour water onto his back. His long white hair is tied up in a simple ponytail so Alhaitham has a clear view of Cyno’s neck.

The skin is slightly pale after being covered for so long, leaving a noticeable band around his throat. Alhaitham spares a thought to wonder if it would feel smoother than the rest of Cyno’s neck, protected from the elements as it was.

But what catches his attention is the scar. It’s a jagged white thing that runs along the back of his neck, sitting a little below Cyno’s hairline. Even from a distance Alhaitham can see that whatever wound caused it struck deep.

It looks old.

An early case gone wrong?

An ambush from when Cyno was less experienced?

A price from some foolish action of youth?

Cyno’s body is a tapestry of stories and Alhaitham finds himself eager to read each one.

Still, the sight of that sharp white scar on an incredibly vulnerable area makes something stir in his stomach. If pressed he would label the feeling as worried relief but no-one does so he pushes it to the back of his mind.

Many things happen before Alhaitham sees the scar again. Four sages are deposed. They free their archon. Cyno is reinstated as General Mahamatra and Alhaitham finds himself as Acting Grand Sage. A position so undesired by him that only the thought of what someone else could do with the role keeps him staying in it.

Well, that and the chance to work side by side with his new General.

Not that Cyno will remain a tool of the sages’ council for long, not with the numerous drafts of governmental restructure proposals Alhaitham has written to cut Cyno loose from that particular shackle.

Alhaitham enjoys it while he can, eagerly watching the red flush creep across Cyno’s face when Alhaitham claims him so openly.

My General.

Of course the second Alhaitham is freed to return to his old role Cyno returns the favour; pressed up against the door to his office Alhaitham can only let out a groan as Cyno growls the words ‘my scribe’ in between feverish desperate kisses.

Between the touches and kisses and early mornings holding his General tight to stop him sneaking off early for work, Alhaitham finally gets to learn the stories that make up his lover.

A battle gone wrong.

An assassination attempt.

A three metre tall plant with an appetite for live prey that Tighnari had sworn was dormant.

One night as they lie in Alhaitham’s bed, though he thinks of it as their bed these days more often than not, Cyno slips off his choker and starts to speak. It’s a whispered tale of cruelty and ambition, the panicked chaos of being taken from home, the painful experiments all done to further man’s knowledge of the divine, and the brave man who had saved a young boy from it all.

Alhaitham listens silently. When the story comes to an end, he pulls him in close and presses a kiss to the jagged line. Cyno lets out a shuddery breath as Alhaitham worships his neck in gratitude.

In thanks for surviving and being here with him now.

#alhaitham #cyno #genshin impact #haino #cytham #my genshin otp #my writing

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MiracOlympus- Theatre Deities

Here’s the next batch of gods! The theater class! Enjoy! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002

Ayesha:

(Euphrosyne)

Goddess of joy and cheer

Can find a silver lining in any situation, negativity is a foreign concept

Personal cheerleader for any deity who needs it

Impossible not to smile around her

Great at talking people through their problems

Anthony:

(Thanatos)

God of death

Everything he says is morbid in some way, but he’s still a snark king

Only smiles around Jesse, otherwise he’s a dark cloud

Black Hair, black wings, black everything

SCARY when he’s mad

Jesse:

(Melpomene)

Muse of theater, specifically tragedy

Just as dramatic as his twin, Jean

Will start crying at the drop of a hat

Kind of a pessimist, worries a lot

Seeing him smile is a rare gift

Dot:

(Clio)

Muse of history and records

Keeps METICULOUS files of all happenings on Earth and Olympus

Can be a bit OCD about her records

Can recite an unbelievable amount of trivia

Can be persuaded to sing with her siblings

Petra:

(Iapetus)

Deity of Craft and artistic skill

Always working on some new project

Super critical of her own work

Loves visiting earth to find new materials

Can make anything into a fun art project

Roxie:

(Nemesis)

Godex of Retribution

Can be persuaded to forgive, but NEVER forgets

Believes very strongly in fairness and just punishment

Gives the most savage burns

Refuses to lose an argument

Candace:

(Eunomia)

Goddess of order and lawfulness

The Responsible One™️

Huge stickler for the rules of the divine order

Gets stressed when things go off course

Aggie, Alix and Ismael drive her up the wall

Brecken:

(Cybele)

God of wild creatures and nature

VERY protective of all wildlife

Sweet as a kitten with his friends and Evie

Doesn’t like being inside

Has some animal features, i.e. feline eyes, claws, etc.

Eri:

(Hecate)

Goddess of witchcraft and magic

Still gothic and theatrical as heck

Has a potion or spell for everything

Only likes to come out at night

Everyone is at least a little scared of her

Aggie:

(Atë)

Goddess of daring and impulse

Will NEVER turn down a dare

Harbinger of chaos

Giving the other gods heart attacks on the reg

Lacey’s parkour bestie

Margo:

(Eos)

Goddess of the dawn

Wakes up the world with encouragement and affection

Still a romantic, Rose’s matchmaking buddy

Biggest morning person ever

Dresses like the sunrise

Soo-Yeon:

(Eurus)

God of the east wind and fall weather

Quietest and most restrained of the winds

Still a nervous wreck, tbh

Tries to wrangle his fellow winds as best he can

Can be intense when it’s needed

Has wings like a falcon

Parker:

(Kratos)

Goddess of strength and fortitude

Can deadlift just about anything

Always up to fight for a good cause

Can be VERY stubborn

Best workout coach

Staci:

(Erebus)

Goddess of the ether and gloom

Emotions are impossible to read

Likes to hang out in the shadows

Still snarky like no other

Hangs in the Underworld most of the time

Evie:

(Erato)

Muse of song and lyric poetry

Voice so pure it will make you cry

Still very proper, but cuts loose when singing

Master of wrangling her siblings

Writes love songs for Brecken

Mona:

(Morpheus)

Deity of dreams

Half-awake 90% of the time

Things they say are confusing, but also profound

Cannot stop falling asleep

Keeps a dream journal for the whole world, great at interpretation

Eloise:

(Metis)

Goddess of prudence and deliberation

Consistent voice of reason on Olympus

Does complex math problems or puzzles to relax

Not the most versed in emotion, but a good listener

Always has at least three plans

Anais:

(Urania)

Muse of science and space

Spends hours locked in her lab, working on countless experiments

Never goes anywhere without their telescope

Infodumps about the periodic elements

Is very…intense when curious about something

Missy:

(Asclepius)

Goddess of health and medicine

Will punt any of her fellow deities if they’re not taking care of themselves

She cares, it’s just aggressively

Serves as Olympus’ doctor, nurse, physical therapist, nutritionist, etc.

Snarky, but it’s out of love

Leave your thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

#miraculous ladybug #ml au #miracolympus #theater kids #greek gods au #mlb ocs

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Blue Haired Characters That Are Better Than Kaeya Alberich

Assassination Classroom

Nagisa Shiota

Bleach

Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez

Cookie Run Kingdom

Characters with parentheses only have blue hair in certain outfits

Black Pearl Cookie

Cream Puff Cookie(Choir Sweetheart)

Cream Unicorn Cookie

Frilled Jellyfish Cookie

Frost Queen Cookie

Herb Cookie(Frosty Mint)

Icicle Yeti Cookie

Kumiho Cookie

Licorice Cookie

Milk Cookie

Milky Way Cookie

Moonlight Cookie

Parfait Cookie(Feelin’ Blue & Pink)

Pastry Cookie(Shadow Sister)

Peppermint Cookie

Prune Juice Cookie

Pure Vanilla Cookie(Pastel Blue)

Sea Fairy Cookie

Sherbet Cookie

Shining Glitter Cookie

Snow Sugar Cookie

Sorbet Shark Cookie

Squid Ink Cookie

Stardust Cookie

Tiger Lily Cookie

Twizzly Gummy Cookie

Coraline

Coraline Jones

Danganronpa

Sayaka Maizono

Tsumugi Shirogane

Disastrous Life of Saiki K.

Shun Kaido

Fairy Tail

Juvia Lockser

Wendy Marvell

Genshin Impact

Ayato Kamisato

Candace

Chongyun

Clorinde

Eula

Faruzan

Furina

Ganyu

Kokomi

Layla

Venti

Wanderer

Xiangling

Xingqiu

Yelan

Hatsune Miku: ColorfulStage

Aoyagi Toya

Hinomori Shizuku

Hoshino Ichika

Kiritani Haruka

Shiraishi An

Honkai Star Rail

Blade

Dr. Ratio

Hanya

Jingliu

Misha

Natasha

Pela

Sampo Koski

Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Kagami Tsurugi

Luka Couffaine

Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Monster High

Ghoulia Yelps

Robecca Steam

Sirena Von Boo

Twlya Boogeyman

My Hero Academia

Iida Tenya

Nejire Hado

My Little Pony

Princess Luna

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Rei Ayanami

Pokemon Franchise

Dawn

James

Lana

Officer Jenny

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Sayaka Miki

Sailor Moon

Ami Mizuno/Sailor Mercury

Michiru Kaiou/Sailor Neptune

Sonic The Hedgehog Franchise

Sonic THE Hedgehog

Soul Eater

Black☆Star

Vocaloid

Hatsune Miku

KAITO

Yu Yu Hakusho

Botan

Yukina

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poptart-productions · 2 years

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Vegas Lights!

[3000+] words

pairing// kiribaku x black fem! reader (ft. platonic bakusquad!)

content// swearing, friends to lovers, confession, (slight) momentary angst, fluff, first kiss

[things get a little complicated when mina decides to rope you into her game of cupid]

[a/n] kiribaku brainrot.

˗ˏˋ ੈ✩‧₊˚ ´ˎ˗

"[Y/N]!"

the excited voices of sero and kaminari filled your ears as you finally—after two hours of mina's begging—hopped on the 'bakusquad bitch club' discord call

"hey guys. . ." your sleep-ridden eyes lazily glanced around at the pixelated images of your friends.

mina's image held an annoyed expression, brows furrowed, "took you long enough!" she yells, the picture lagging behind the sound some

still tired, you reply,"i will leave right now, don't play"

the look on her face changed, as she appeared to back off a bit. "i don't know why you're so mad at her, bakugou's late too" sero yawns, stretching himself over his chair

jiro snorts, "he's probably asleep"

"right!" kaminari adds, "him and that early ass bed time"

"why'd you call us here anyway? we have school in the morning" even through the screen, sero's yawn reached you—infecting you as you spoke

"because!" the alien girl's eyes drift away from the camera for a moment, a wide smile on her face

waking up a tad, you cross your arms, "i'm not liking that look"

"me either" jiro toys with her choker, looking at—presumably, you

suddenly feeling rejuvenated, you look around again to find kirishima blankly staring at his monitor.

somehow you completely missed the redhead whilst doing your headcount

"you okay, red?" you ask, a teasing tone in your voice, "huh? yeah—yeah, sorry!"

he laughs, tucking a loose strand of hair behind his ear. the entire call went painfully silent after this, glancing around at anywhere but their cameras

clearing his throat, sero gets out his phone and begins typing away,

"bro we're right here, who are you texting?" kaminari complains

"candace"

"oh? who's candace?" the blonde raises a brow

you sigh, knowing what's about to come next; you or your friends not making any attempt to stop it

"can these nuts fit in your mouth?!" now cackling, sero launches himself off his gaming chair and onto his bed, leaving it spinning in his absence

gnawing at his bottom lip, kaminari avoids virtual eye contact, "good one, dude"

"bro holding back tears right now" you join sero in his fit of laughter

"oh look, bakugou's here!" kaminari exclaims, getting the attention of everyone on the call

sure enough, there's the crimson-eyed boy—pale skin and all—being weirdly lax

"you're being uncharacteristically cool right now, kaachan" you point out, simply wanting an excuse to tease him a little

"i'm always cool, you loser!"

"sure, katsudon. . ."

he only huffs, even at the use of that nickname; it was certainly a development you were not expecting

"alright, spill" you glance down at the image of mina, still smiling widely

"i had a great idea!"

you begin shaking your head, already prepared to decline whatever she was proposing

"it's been a rough week, so i was thinking we should get out of the dorm—"

"no"

[. . .]

odd.

you remember saying 'no', yet here you are getting ready to sneak out of the dorms

admittedly, you were kind of impressed at how persuasive mina can be—hell, even bakugou resigned to his fate

well, maybe you shouldn't complain too much; you always end up having fun on these excursions

you just wish she was better about planning them in advance

that's all i ask, lord

speak of the devil, you thought as a light knock fluttered against your door

"[n/n]"the voice on the other side wasn't mina, surprisingly; it's kirishima

"yeah?"

"can we talk for a sec?"

he had this hint of urgency in his tone that you couldn't help but get concerned about

is he angry with you? is it something i said?

come to think of it, you two haven't spoken much today

cautiously, you make your way over to the door, taking a moment before opening it.

shrinking behind the shield, you looked up at the redhead—he had this unreadable expression on his face.

"actually, can we talk inside?" he asked, avoiding eye contact

you blinked, "sure," before allowing him inside your room.

he sits on the bed; he's performed this action hundreds of times before but this time. . .

the vibes are just off.

you hesitantly join him, looking down at your knees as you fidgeted with your hands

he takes a shaky breath, before looking down at you "[y/n]. . ."

brace yourself,

"do i make you uncomfortable?"

"what? no—kiri, where'd you get that from?"

you were incredulous; where did you ever give him that indication—never, from your knowledge.

"i don't know, it's just. . .i was talking to mina and she said i'm too touchy with you"

it's true, kiri was the touchiest of your friends despite being a guy

he had no shame in asking to hold yours or bakugou’s hands—cuddling when it was cold was on the table, too

with a hum, you place your hand on top of his, and he continues "you and bakugou are the most important people in my life. . .i don't know what i'd do if i was hurting you or making feel uncomfortable"

kirishima really is the most genuine guy you know; how'd he—or bakugou decide they wanted to be friends with me?

"well you don't" intertwining your fingers with his; you stay like this for a moment before his shoulders begin to shake with laughter

wanting to humor him, you smirk, "what's so funny?"

"just thinking about something bakugou said earlier—it's an inside joke"

you can't help but feel childishly upset by that

suddenly, kirishima turns to look at you again, a clear and determined look in his eyes

"i think i really—. . ." he cuts himself off, faltering under your gaze

"what. . .what is it. . .?"

"i. . .really want to keep being friends—even after we graduate"

your tense shoulders relaxed ever so slightly, and you smiled.

"well," he pats your thigh, "mina's waiting on us" he stands to leave and you follow in silence

as you stared at his back, you couldn't shake the feeling that there was more he wanted to say

he's your best friend, he'll come to you eventually

here's hoping, anyway

[. . .]

even though the vibes prior were wack, the drive to wherever mina was taking you was pretty much the same as usual

sero and kaminari telling a stupid story and everyone brawling over who gets the aux cord

still, you couldn't help but notice that bakugou was a little different today.

"alright, [n/n]!" mina yells as soon as her chosen song ended, "your turn"

you smirk as you're handed the magical music cord, knowing exactly what to play

'vegas lights'

a song that you forced kirishima and bakugou to listen on repeat whenever you got the chance

during study sessions, at lunch, at the dorms—literally no place was safe

kirshima liked it from the start but bakugou—as always, pretended to hate it

you would catch him mumbling the lyrics though

and so, it became

your song; all three of you

as soon as the drums kicked in, bakugou perked up; he knew exactly what you were doing, shooting a look at you

you turned to him and kirishima, hoping you could all sing together but instead, they were turned towards each other, signing amongst themselves but not with you.

swallowing the lump in your throat, you soon gave into dancing in your seat with mina, whose off-key singing was quick to cheer you up

after the song ended though, it's like you fell back down to earth; it pained you to look over at your best friends

just. . .the way they look at each other

you're once again not given any time to marinate in your feelings as a robotic voice breaks you away from your thoughts

"you have reached your destination"

curious, all of you look out the window to see where the girl had taken you this time

the place—presumably a restaurant was emitting fluorescent lights of all colors, bathing you and your friends in purples and blues

"wendy's rockin' eats. . .?" you read the sign, looking at mina as you finished

"yeah! it's a 60's style diner! it's open all night and there's rooftop seats!"

"sweet" jiro opened the door, and all of you followed her out

the smell of fryer grease welcomed you as you entered.

"welcome! feel free to seat yourself!"

"can we sit on the roof?" mina asks

"sure!" the hostess beams

"alright!" mina squeals, grabbing a few menus and rushing toward the stairs

"this place is pretty cool, huh?" kirishima turns to you, to which you nod, "yeah. . ."

you all quietly say yourselves down at one of the tables, almost entirely silent

that is until people started to look at the menu, "people used to eat like shit in the 60's, damn. . ." sero exhales, eyes widening with every word

mina nods, "right, like: a donut sandwich—though i won't lie, that sounds good" she admits, leaning in as she reads

"i think i'll just get a milkshake" you close the menu,

"ooh! can i share with you?!"

the boy looks at you, starry-eyed; you can't say no to that face, "alright, red"

you look up at bakugou, genuinely beginning to worry about how out of it he's being, "you alright, kaachan?"

"what the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" he gives you what appears to be a typical 'bakugou reaction', before going right back to being silent

what on earth is he thinking about?

before you could ask him that, sero who had just been (suspiciously) whispering to mina, turned to you "[y/n], why don't you go order for us"

sucking your teeth, you glare playfully at him,"but blm, right?"

"it's not because—okay fine, i'll go with you"

the ink-haired boy begrudgingly lifts himself out of his seat, gesturing for you to follow him. chuckling, you do just that, bounding down the stairs as sero had just challenged you to a race.

you won, obviously.

the two of you awkwardly approached one of the waitresses and placed your orders.

for some reason—perhaps out of laziness, the two of you decided to stay on the lower floor while waiting for your food

you absentmindedly made your way to over to a booth, sitting down with a blank expression

"you okay?" your eyes widened—you forgot you existed for a moment

"huh? yeah of course, it's just. . ."

you stop yourself, glancing up at the look of anticipation on sero's face

it's just sero, what are you hiding from him?

sighing, you allow yourself to be honest for once, "kirishima and bakugou. . .i think. . ."

". . .they have feelings for each other. . . ? and, i'm. . ."

"jealous?"

the boy doesn't let you finish, staring at you with a raised brow; biting your lip, you force out a laugh

"i wouldn't call it that"

"do you prefer envious, then?"

"very funny, but it's not like that—really!" you realize you got a little too defensive, toning it down a bit, "i just. . .i guess i'm just worried that if the two of them were in a romantic relationship. . ."

". . .we wouldn't be friends anymore"

so much for honest.

perhaps you should cut yourself some slack? the friendship you had with the two was far more important to you than any wishful thinking you've been doing for the past two years

but, you couldn't help but feel queasy at the thought of those two dating each other—they'd be perfect, and that's the problem

sero snorts, "see, i understand where you're coming from but it’s not like they're just gonna drop you" the boy leaned in as he spoke, "kirishima never stops talking about you, and you're the only one blasty's actually nice to"

you couldn't help but smile at his words, but eventually that smile faded; you glanced away, lips pressed together

chuckling, the boy continues, "or maybe you're worried you won't be able to be friends with them and not the other way around, huh?"

". . .i stand by my previous statement: you're jealous"

"i am not!" you brought your open palm down on the table

at that very moment, the disrupting ding of a bell cut the conversation short, "order up"

good, you don’t have to defend yourself anymore

"end of story." you huff, not waiting for a response before getting up.

the walk back to your table was dead silent; that is, until you got around halfway up the stairs and noticed that sero was eyeing you

"why are you looking at me like that? i said we're done talking about it!"

"because you're so bad at this"

he had this suspicious smirk on his face, and no matter how much you tried to avoid his gaze, his eyes were eating away at you

and you broke.

"alright! i have feelings for both of them. . .it's. . .always been like this. . ." you admit, scratching the back of your neck

sero hums, eyes lingering on you as he turned to leave; you really didn't like that look on his face

the two of you made it to the roof, but you couldn't help but notice that two people were missing from the seating arrangement

"where'd they run off to?" you ask, not even bothering to hide the whiny tone in your voice

"oh yeah, they had to talk about something important" kaminari says, absentmindedly reaching for his burger

you sighed, ripping the paper casing off your straw and sticking it into the glass

not even the sickeningly sweet shake could lift your mood, if anything it made it insultingly worse

you stopped drinking, leaning back in your chair.

"are you okay, [n/n]?" you look up to find all your friends staring at you worriedly

"it's nothing" you shake your head, and they seem to back off

that is until sero opens his mouth.

"[n/n] has the hots for kirishima and bakugou"

"you son of a bitch!" you shot out of your seat, threatening to jump across the table and attack him

"oh my gosh! we should go tell them!" mina also gets out of her seat, before herding you off in the direction you assume the two went

"no! mina! let me go—"

mina stopped abruptly, and you turned to look ahead

kirishima and bakugou were standing there,

holding hands—yes, they do it all the time but it's different now

it hurts this time.

"[y/n], we have something we want to tell you"

eijirou's eyes bore into you, confident and clear; he's made up his mind

"i knew it!" mina screams, pointing an almost accusatory finger at the pair; jiro got up, only to cover the girl's mouth

you gnawed at your bottom lip, "yeah, me too. . ."

just as you feared; you were going to lose your best friends

you could feel the tears welling up, stinging your eyes; your throat burned.

"we should probably leave you three alone"

"yeah" jiro and sero agree

kaminari, on the other hand. . . "what? but i wanna see this. . . !"

he whines while mina lets out a muffled protest; all of that is in vain, however as they're both dragged out of sight and earshot.

you turn back to the two "that's what you were trying to tell me earlier, huh? that you think you really like bakugou?"

"wait —listen, [y/n]—!"

"i mean—come on kirishima—even when you were alone with me he was still on your mind"

"[y/n], it's not like that it's just—"

"you don't have to defend yourself kirishima; you feel the way you feel, and. . ."

"i'm not upset with you i just. . ."

". . .the truth is. . ."

for a split second you consider just saying it; just telling them the truth, but you don’t—you push your feelings away once again

"i'm being selfish, that's all"

"selfish?" the redhead inquired

"you're both my best friends! and i was worried that if you guys were in a relationship. . ."

why can’t you just be honest?

"you'd forget about me. . ."

you finally dared to make eye contact; they were standing there, seemingly shocked into silence.

sighing, you wiped your eyes with your sleeve, "just. . ." you turn on your heel, "forget i said anything. . . !"

you start to leave, but a very pissed bakugou calls out to you, "if you would stop whining for a fucking second, [l/n]. . . !"

he’s seriously insulting you right now?

he grips your arm, "you'd let us finish!" he forces you to stop walking

kirishima sighs, "this is my fault, i should have just told you earlier like i'd planned"

like telling me earlier would make a difference

"i. . .have feelings for you"

your heart stopped beating for a moment, and your throat dried up

"w-what. . .?"

"me too, or whatever" bakugou admits

"and we also have feelings for each other" kirishima continues

you were bewildered, staring at the two with wide eyes; a worried kirishima backs away from you

"is that weird? you're creeped out, aren't you?"

"no. . .no i feel the same way, i just—"

. . .feel really stupid now if i'm being honest

"you do?!" eijirou's eyes lit up,

"you don’t know how happy that makes me!" suddenly, you're enveloped in his warmth; he's hugging you

effortlessly, kirishima lifts you up, and swiftly,

he kissed you

heat spread from your lips like wildfire, making your vision hazy

"oh—shit, i'm so sorry!"

"it's okay,"

you plant another kiss on his lips, exchanging loving words as you pull away, "i liked it"

if there's one thing katsuki bakugou hates, it's being left out

"hey!" he barked

he shifts his attention to you, "c'mere. . ."

his voice was low and alluring, and before you knew it you were in his arms, sharing a passionate kiss

katsuki's kiss was longer and certainly less sweet than eijirou's

he pulled away with a smirk, before turning to eijirou "you too, shitty hair. . ."

"oh! yeah, sure!"

watching your best friends lock lips felt wrong, almost like you should turn away but fuck was it attractive

as the two broke away, you stammer out, "so. . .does this make us. . . ?"

"goddamn!" before you could finish your question, kaminari's voice was all you could hear

"wait but i thought the plan was for kirishima to ask [y/n]. . . ?" he turned to mina, who was coming out of her hiding spot

plan?

suddenly the events of the entire night began to make sense

"so all of them are together?"

"i guess so, yeah. . .?"

jiro and sero too?

they were all eavesdropping the whole time?

"lucky~" kaminari whines

"hot damn, i'm better than i thought!" mina literally and figuratively pats herself on the back

leave it up to mina to play cupid; although, her meddling worked in your favor for once

you seriously owe her one

#kiribaku x reader #black reader #my hero academia #bakusquad #bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #anime #fanfic

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𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 (𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥)

Chapter 1

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨; 𝙄𝙄

The stay in Aaru village made Raphael very grateful that they listened to Candace. If they didn't, where would they have been right now?

It's only been three days since their arrival but Raphael swore that if anything happens to this village, they will kill everybody and then themselves. Curse their heart of a garden but Raphael was already attached to the residents. Especially the kids.

The children kept following them around, trying to help or show them around the village. Every day, the kids will have new stories to tell and Raphael will listen with utmost attention because how can they not when the kids look at them with big round eyes that hold every innocent in the world?

In exchange, the kids asked them about their own stories and anything about the realm they live in. Raphael was reluctant to tell because it was too different and there would be confusion all over the place but that is to be expected. So they caved in and finally open up about their world.

Raphael didn't speak about their family or anything because to them, it might be weird that the Divine Eminence had a biological family so Raphael refrained from speaking about it. Instead, they tell them about the different cultures across the world.

“ So Your Grace's world is split into different continents? ” one of the children asked in wonder and Raphael nodded. “There are 7 different continents and each of them holds its own countries. ” Raphael held up a few fingers.

“ Countries? ” the kids echoed, leaning forward in curiosity.

“ Yep, it's like the regions. Tevyat is similar to a continent. In Tevyat, there are only 7 regions but in my world, there are about. . . ” Raphael trailed off, eyebrows furrowed in concentration, trying to remember the right answer. The kids all wait in anticipation, trying to guess how many regions there would be in the Creator's realm.

7? 8? or maybe even 20!

The expression on Raphael's face changes and they smile, “ If I'm not wrong, there are about 195 different countries. ” they answered casually, oblivious to the blank looks they get from the residents. The kids only blink as their heads try to digest the information while the adults outside have their jaws slack as they stare at Raphael in shock.

There's a moment of dead silence and Raphael only hum in confusion at the lack of response. They lift an eyebrow, eyes flicking between all the faces, and feel the anxiety creeping on them.

“ Did I say– ”

The whole room burst into with sounds. The children were now screaming with ecstasy, eyes big with wonder and imagination. The adults force themselves from jumping the Creator because that would be horribly offensive even if their curiosity in them had gone through the roof.

“ Your Grace, what do you mean 195?! That's a lot! ” a boy with brown hair exclaimed, clinging to Raphael's hand. Some kids were trying to count with their fingers, but frowned when they can't seem to comprehend the numbers. Raphael laughs as the kids whined, urging them to tell more about their world.

“ The realm of Creators' is amazing, I can't comprehend having 195 different regions. That's like having 30 copies of Sumeru and other regions. ” Ina, a girl with black hair says with a pout. Raphael ruffled her hair in amusement. Now that they think about it, 195 countries are kind of over kill but hey, what can they do about it?

“ Actually, there are some countries that are similar to Sumeru. ” Raphael mentioned and stifled their laughter at the sight of every curious eye settling on them with ears wide open. “ Most of these countries are located in the Middle East, apart from the biggest continent there, Asia. Countries like Saudi Arabia, Pakistan, Egypt, and Turkey are countries that remind me of Sumeru. ” Raphael explained and one kid raised his hand.

“ They name a region after an animal? ” he asked in genuine confusion and they all burst into laughter. The kid turns red and tells his friends to stop but they didn't. The adult watches fondly at the friendly argument between the children.

“ Is that why you can understand our language? ” Ina asked afterward amidst the chaos. Raphael stares at her in bewilderment before echoing 'huh' in realization. Now that the girl mentioned it, each region has its language, even if they speak a Tevyatian. It's like speaking English even if you're in another country because that's the universal language.

Sumeru had a mix of different language that were very familiar but the Arabic language was definitely here. Back in Raphael's middle school, a teacher had taught their class Arabic for fun and Raphael got too interested in it that they decide to just learn the language to be able to fully talk and understand it. No wonder they can read the papers and storybooks in Aaru village.

Or maybe that's just a cheat skill they got.

So in a way, Tevyat truly mirrors the real world, to some distinctive point.

“ Silly Ina, of course the Divine Eminence would understand our language! They were the ones that send down the knowledge to us! ” a girl giggled at the look of embarrassment on Ina's face. Raphael mused at the information, the people of Tevyat are really adamant about believing that the Creator truly create every inch of the world. Well, Raphael can't say they understand that but they will try.

“ Both of you are right. The language is similar, if not the same as the ones in my world, ” Raphael spoke and the two kids turn to them in surprise. “ Now, I just need to make sure I remember Russian so I can curse at Childe and make sure he understands it. . . ” Raphael snort at the thought and they all look in concern at the mischievous smile on the Creator's face.

The moment is broken when one of the residents returns with hasty steps and a look of fear on his face. They all were immediately alarmed and Raphael consciously feels the children huddling closer to them in need of comfort. The adults are yelling at each other now, attempting to know what exactly was happening. Raphael's hands trail to push the children behind them so that if anything happens, the children would be safe.

“ Symp, calm down! ” Ranu shouts as Symp collapse to the ground, gasping for air to satiate his lungs. The scene was a bit horrifying in a way because there's a guy who just collapse to the ground, looking like he was about to die and everyone around is shouting in fear.

The children are all scared now, eyes shut and clinging to each other, the noises too loud for them to comprehend. Everything is in disarray and nobody knows why. The tension in the air is unbearable, the pressure seems to suffocate everybody.

Raphael doesn't know what to do. They can just stand there and watch as the noises get louder, the adults get angrier and the children fear the unknown even more. They are all out of place, so disarrange and messy. It makes their eyebrow twitch, their hands itchy and the bile in their throat threatens to escape.

Raphael is a god and they don't know what to do.

Raphael is not a god.

A burst of golden wind startles them, knocking the adults to their knees in shock. Their sight is blinded by light before it adjusts, gasping in wonder at the stream of gold that trails around them. The ground beneath is shining a beautiful gold with a six-pointed star etched into it, ruins of ancient words surrounding it in a circle that enveloped every soul there.

Raphael steps forward with all the grace in the world, white hair with golden luminance. Their gaze is hardened, silently judging the situation. The adults and children are quiet now, all attention on the Creator in a showcase of power. Due to the sudden interruption by Raphael, everyone was silenced and in turn, settled down the situation. They all could finally catch a breath and the children are pulled away from their fears, opting to stare at the glory of the Divine Eminence.

“ Calm down, ” Raphael hissed, voice low and agitated. They shivered slightly, feeling goosebumps crawl on their skin at the thought of angering their God. But instead, Raphael was panicking.

WHAT DID I JUST DO??

“ Symp, what'sthe situation? ” Raphael turns to the man who seemed alive now. He snaps out of his thoughts and stumbles on his words, startled at the confrontation by the Creator. He bows down, head barely inches away from the floor. Raphael internally cringed at the action but held themselves back.

“ T-The Fatuis and Eremites are attacking the village! They are demanding that the 'traitor' comes out quietly or they will destroy the village! Candace is doing her best to fight them off but there's– there's too many of them! ” he says with all the voice he has. Raphael inwardly flinches when he shot his head back up, eyes wide and shaking in fear and Raphael understands the silent pleading, the desperation in them. They bit the bottom of their lips, what can they even do?

Raphael is called a God but they sure don't have any features of a god. They want to protect these people, people who had chosen to trust in them instead of chasing them out for a possible impostor. Raphael doesn't believe any of it and it's not worthy of them that these people looked at them with hope and adoration. Raphael is not worthy of such feelings. But they chose Raphael over the one on the throne.

Raphael is not a god.

Before they could act, a loud clank is heard from the side.

“ Your Grace, please stay here. Kids, protect the Eminence with all you got, I'm counting on you. ” a man with a beard and muscular build speaks up with a smile, a polearm gripped tightly in his hand. The other men behind him all followed suit, grabbing their weapons with afraid but determined looks on their faces. The children looked at each other and nod, their courage seeping out.

Raphael gapes in shock, their body abruptly freezing at the reckless statement. The children huddled closer to them, an act of protection. It won't do much if someone attacks them but it was enough to pull Raphael from their initiative shock.

“ What?! Are you for real, right now? ” Raphael shouts in utter disbelief, no longer ignoring the dread poking at them. The people are startled to hear the Creator raise their voice, anger slowly seeping into their tone.

“ Your Grace, you must stay safe and we have to go out there to make sure you are in the future. Candace is strong, she is the Guardian of the Aaru village but that girl is human, there's only so much she could handle. ” the same man answered with a solemn look, the gentle smile on his face looks so out of place. Everyone else echoes in agreement and Raphael can only gaze at them with mouth open, baffled.

Then a loud explosion is heard from outside and yells of pain.

“ General Mahamantra has joined the fight! ” Amirul shouted, eyes wide at the flurry of electro crackling through field.

Raphael's heart drop to the bottom of their stomach. Fuck, Cyno is here?! Oh I'm dead for good.

“ Is he fighting Candace or is he fighting with Candace? ” Raphael questioned, grateful that they were able to hide the tremble in their voice. In this situation, Raphael can't give the image of being scared, if the god is scared then what that says about the protection of their people? Raphael can't afford to be scared now, under any circumstance.

“ He's fighting with Candace. ” Amirul answers after taking a closer look at the situation. He was also dreading that the General was against them but witnessing when he knock back an enemy that was getting too close to Candace, Amirul was relieved to know that the General was supporting the guardian.

Raphael sagged at the response, the terror in their head quiets down for once. But it wasn't the time yet, Candace and Cyno are fighting a dozen of Fatuis and Eremites, even if the two are strong, they will be worn down before the fight could end.

Raphael was sure that in some fanfic, the characters that the player built will reflect how they are in the world. Meaning that if you fully built a character to the point they can nuke a single boss or do insane constant damage, that character will be overpowered as fuck right now. It's like a whole cheat skill in its own dimension. And Raphael doesn't know if it's their luck or what–

But you bet that they had built every existing character to the fullest. Especially if it's the Sumeru characters. If only–

There's a click and Raphael's eyes widened.

[ Give Candace your blessings? ]

Are you kidding? Raphael blinked at the appearance of the voice inside their head obnoxiously. Did this just go from real life to an actual game in the span of two days? Make up your mind geez.

Anyway, fuck yes. Give my girl what she deserves.

Following that, their finger twitch, and a small gust of wind abound. Without even noticing the entrance, a Favonius lance sits in their palm. Question marks were everywhere as Raphael was trying to figure out what exactly were they supposed to do with it. Noting an enchantment of runes circling the pole, Raphael touched it in curiosity and the images of artifacts appears alongside all the stats.

Wait– Oh my god, these are Candace's build!

Raphael gapes at the display, swiping through each artifact to look at the satisfying stats. The residents around them just observe in confusion, baffled as their God seemingly converse in ancient runes that they only heard in legends.

It also just reinforced the truth that this benevolent being standing near them is the true 'Creator'. All of them can't help but feel blessed to be able to witness this moment.

Raphael on the other hand was freaking out like a banshee. This is just cheating at this point. They avert their eyes upon the thought, well. . .they are the God of this world. So maybe Raphael should just ignore everything at this point.

Excited by the discovery, Raphael felt giddy as they dashes outside, ignoring the panicked yells of the residents. The fight is a whole mess, a dust storm is covering the entire field and anyone could barely see what's going on. There are flashes of different colors and Raphael can hardly discern Cyno and Candace in this chaos.

Fortunately, Candace jumps out of the storm with an Anemo Fatui boxer in the air with his fist. His Anemo-infused fist clashes with Candace's shield, and the guardian narrowly saved herself from the attack.

Even with that, the sheer Anemo power explode and knocked Candace back a few feet. Raphael grimaced at the scene, no doubt that hurt like a bitch. Candace, in her material girl bullshit and all, stands back up.

She had braced her shield with both hands, giving more defense but in return, she had to sacrifice her polearm. Which means she can't attack much unless she gets her polearm again.

Or just go full-on Captain America mode and throw the shield around like a frisbee.

Will that work? Guess they will have to test it after this.

The Anemo boxer returns, green eyes glaring at the woman. Candace returns it and gets into her stance.

“ Candace, Catch! ” Raphael shouts from nowhere and it alarmed Candace as she turns in fear. Why is the Grace outside?!

Before she could do anything else, Candace sees the glimmer of metal in the sky. A polearm heading her way. She catches it without a problem when she feels a familiar surge of power in her. Her body felt lighter and her mind was a lot clearer, like a piece of her that was lost had finally been found and merged with her.

Candace smiles at the Favonius Lance, that's right, this was the exact sensation she felt whenever the Creator chose her. The enormous wave of power echoed in her one day when she was chosen as the Eminence's vessel. It was such an addicting feeling, to be able to battle alongside the Creator. The other vessels she had met would all agree.

Candace steels herself and turns back to the Anemo boxer who shows up with a flurry of wind in his fist. He roars and the fist clashes down, the sand underneath bursting at the force. Panting in exhaustion, the Anemo boxer was glad that the fight was over.

Oh, surprise, surprise.

The sand clears out to reveal Candace standing with the shield raised in one arm, heterochromia eyes glaring unimpressively at the man. She wasn't in her battle stance, just standing after taking the blow. The Anemo Fatui scrambled in bafflement before the shield pulse and the Hydro element enlarged it. The shield thumps with power as well Candace swings her shield and the Anemo boxer is flung towards the other side of the field.

Raphael cheered at the show of power, laughing heartily. “ Atta girl! ” they shout and Candace looks at them in confusion. Raphael stumbles for a moment and sweatdropped, “ Right, of course they don't understand the slang. ”

They turn back to the battlefield with a serious look, eyes narrowed as they follow Cyno's movement. The guy is beating the shit out of the Eremites, going left, right, up and down to wreck them with his signature polearm.

He uses the weapon as a ledge to continue his momentum and the Eremites can barely get close to him without having their faces smashed. It's beautiful, the way Cyno dances around his opponents without hesitation, smooth in his own way. He activated his burst afterward and Raphael is silently reminded of Razor.

Raphael shuddered, the General Mahamantra is truly someone to look up to. But for some weird reason, no matter how much they request or think, the same voice never comes up and they can't give Cyno the blessing he needed. But the guy is sweeping the floor either way.

The tide has been turned around as Cyno and Candace make quick work of the remaining enemies. By the end of it, no one else was standing other than two.

“ That was a massacre. ” Raphael deadpanned and the wind whistled, seemingly agreeing with them. Then there's a sound of electro thundering through the air and Raphael fails to avoid the extended claw coming for them. They would have been crushed by it if Candace didn't protect them.

“ Cyno, what are you doing? ” the guardian bared, angered at the action. Raphael feels the air finally enters their lungs, too dumbstruck. Cyno jumps away.

The white-haired man still has his burst on and he looked way too menacing with the headwear and big-ass electro claws. Not gonna lie, he looked cool and this is coming from Raphael considering the guy just tried to kill them.

He stands up, ruby eyes sharp. The electro-energy around him crackles with a warning and Raphael has half the mind to make a run for it.

“ Why are you protecting an impostor, Candace? You should know the consequences of doing so. ” the man spoke calmly. A little too calm and Raphael can already hear the disgust seeping from his voice. They sweatdropped, why is this happening to them?

“ Who do you think you are calling an impostor, General? Do not speak of things you know no matter of. ” Candace replied calmly, having to compose herself in this situation. Her tall figure was fully covering Raphael from Cyno's sight.

It doesn't feel right to fight her friend but if it comes down to it, Candace won't hesitate to raise her shield and spear to protect the Divine Eminence. Cyno is going to kill the Creator and Candace will make sure he won't ever succeed.

Cyno was quiet before his eyes narrowed further, “ I see. It seems you have been infatuated with the heretic to the point of no return. Apologies Candace, but it seems I will have to eliminate you on behalf of the Creator's wish. ” Cyno point his polearm at them and Raphael swallowed whatever was in their throat.

Candace shifts her stance and Cyno swings his polearm to his side. They stare at each other, eyes flitting anywhere but the opponent. To those unaware, it might seem like they are just standing there but Raphael knows that this is a battle of will between a General and a Guardian. Their eyes scan any small movement.

This is way too nerve-wracking.

“ Your Grace! ” Raphael whips around to see the children running towards them. They panic and block the kids from seeing what was going to happen.

“ What are you kids doing here? Everything is good now so let's go back inside. ” they awkwardly laugh at the confused looks faces.

Get out of here, a murder is about to happen!

“ Is that General Mahamantra? ” the kids asked and Raphael panics as they all greet the white-haired man. Cyno flinched at the greetings, unaware of what to do. He just opted to nod at them.

“ Why is Candace there? What are they doing? ”

“ Uh, well. . . ”

“ They are going to fight, aren't they? ” Amirul whispered and Raphael bit their bottom lip as they nod. They didn't want to admit it but with the amount of bloodlust oozing out of Cyno, Raphael thinks that this is not going to end well.

Gameplay-wise and damage, Cyno topple over Candace but Candace has better endurance due to her insane HP and shielding capability. Since Cyno is for sure without his artifact, his whole game-play advantage isn't there while Candace is literally a tank right now.

So she might have a chance. . .?

“ The General Mahamantra has done a lot for us, ” Amirul says and Raphael's blood ran cold. They freeze in their spot and the world seemed to stop for a split second. They exhaled, crestfallen. This is it, right?

Amirul doesn't notice and continues, “ But we can't. Not when it comes to Your Grace. We can't betray you. It was told that after the Scarlet King had passed, Greater Lord Rukkhadevata had made a promise with the Divine Eminence to hold onto the children as long as possible. I don't know if that's true and no one knows the full story but if it wasn't for you, all of us wouldn't be here. Tevyat, wouldn't be here. So we will do what anyone would do. ” Amirul smiles earnestly and it echoed between the residents as they beam warm smiles.

Raphael regard them, it would have been emotional if Raphael had a single knowledge of whatever he was saying. But from the look of it, they aren't going to kill them yet.

So that's a good thing.

“ You– You think this the end? ” a disembodied voice spoke out. An Electro Fatui Skirmisher struggles to stand up, his armor broken to pieces and blood streaming down his face.

His body sways a lot like he's about to fall. Everyone watches with apprehension as he takes a few steps forward before falling to his knees. Raphael feels the odd chill when the quiet disembodied voice spoke.

“ Anything. . . for the Divine. . . ” he whispered and his body shines a dark purple. A resounding crack echoes and his body exploded into pieces. A horrifying scream fills the air when the pieces fueled with electro energy shoot out. One was swung away by Cyno and a few were blocked by Candace. They were too fast for Candace as the remaining headed for the residence.

“ GET OUT OF THE WAY! ” Raphael's voice boomed and that alarmed the people to actually move away from the trajectory of the shards. Cyno feels goosebumps crawling on his skin when he heard the voice. Why does it feel so familiar? Where has he heard that voice?

The alarm was blaring all the way inside Raphael's head as they dart forward, racing against the incoming electro shards. Something is wrong, it was about to go horribly wrong and the wind around them is rough, attempting to force them away.

They wrapped their arms around the child and tuck her in, using their figure to shield the child. A countdown and–

The lights are off.

#genshin fanfic #sagau brainrot #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #self aware genshin #genshin impact #nahida #cyno #candace #sumeru #sumeru cast #oc

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The players of the Summerstuck AU, in the order they entered the game!!

They’re doing the mobius double reacharound strategy by accident, so the “teens” and “kids” are two different teams that inevitably link up. So the order is really like this, starting with the server player and using their names in the show for clarity’s sake:

Team Kid: Isabella => Phineas => Ferb => Baljeet => Buford

Team Teen: Vanessa => Candace => Jeremy => Stacy => Perry => Doofenshmirtz

To complete the loop, Buford brings in Vanessa and Doofenshmirtz brings in Isabella

Image ID under the cut, cuz there’s too many characters here to fit in the image alt!

Image ID: The cast of Phineas and Ferb are all drawn as Homestuck Trolls (except for Perry, who is a lusus.) Phineas Flynn (Phneas Flyynn) is a gold blood with a blue/orange color scheme. He has three pairs of sharp horns, very sharp teeth, and mismatched blue/orange eyes. Candace Flynn (Candis Fllynn) is a teal blood. She has long horns and is wearing a black crop top over her usual red and white outfit. Ferb Fletcher (Ferrbb Fltchr) is a jade blood. He has a hooked horn and a nose ring. Jeremy Johnson (Jeremy Jonson) is an olive blood. He has white hair, pale grey eyes, and is holding a wooden club. Baljeet Tjinder (Baljyt Tjindr) is an indigo blood. He has arrow-shaped horns and is holding a book. Buford Van Stomm (Buford Vanstm) is a bronze blood. He has thin, sharp cattle horns and lots of scars, as well as bandages wrapped around his fists. Stacy Hirano (Stacey Hirano) is a purple blood. She has horns that look like a crumpled, oversized bow, and is wearing Kabuki Theatre style makeup. She is also wearing a teal shirt and brightly colored patterned socks. She is balancing on a golf club. Perry the Platypus (Perry the Lusus/Perry the Platybeast) is a violet-blooded lusus. He is a small anthropomorphic platypus with pale fur. He is holding a grappling hook and wearing his signature fedora. Vanessa Doofenshmirtz (Vanesa Doofnz) is a cerulean blood. She has swept-back horns, and is wearing more white than black. Her symbol is grey instead of blue. Doctor Heinz Doofenshmirtz (Heinzz Doofnz) is an adult troll with mutant red blood. He is incredibly tall, and has darker grey skin, bright red eyes, and a broken horn. Isabella Garcia-Shapiro (Isabela Garsha) is a fuchsia blood. She has fins instead of ears, and is holding a trident behind her. End id

#phineas and ferb #homestuck #summerstuck #trollsona #artists on tumblr #looney mooney rants #looney mooney art #mooneyart #perryshmirtz #bujeet #candessa #canderemy #phinbella

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dreamii-krybaby · 1 year

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your nori headcanons, hand them over

Wait. People are actually interested in my Nori HCs? Holy shit *screams in happiness*

Ironically I been working on a post dedicated to my Nori HCs! but am going to throw a “few” in here.

Nori Doorman! HCs 🗝️

(watch all of this get absolutely wrecked when we fully get to see her character alongside others.)

(Btw some of my HC are connected to my personal speculations)

• I honestly can’t see this woman being straight. So fuck it. She is pansexual now.

• I was thinking of HC her as neurodivergent! But not sure rn.

• Nori was named that way by herself because after she found out about sushi’s existence,and after finding out the algae used in sushi is called “Nori”, she later named herself after that bc she thought the word sounded cute.

• If robots could eat human food,she would definitely try all kinds of sushi or just the algae for curiosity.

• We canonically don’t know if Nori was a WD that had parents or was a WD who gained sentience. But personally I like to think she was one of the many WDs who gained sentience.

• She actually gained sentience when she was slightly younger and moments after the extinction of humanity.

• She was around her early 30s when she passed away.

• She met Khan before the WDF existed or when Khan wasn’t even considered a leader.

• They met while both found themselves in a pickle after trying to scavenge scraps for personal projects.

• I do think if they were WDs who attended high-school,they would have met after being paired for a school project.

• If Nori ever went to high school she definitely strikes me as a “shy nerdy geeky girl but gets super exited when talking about her passions”.

•Nori and Khan were roughly the same age when they started dating but Khan started to age physically more faster bc of overwork and stress after becoming the colony’s leader.

• Honestly Khan and Nori’s relationship strikes me as:

“Big menacing dog who is actually a goofball” and “Tiny black kitten who looks adorable but will commit war crimes if provoked”

• Honestly I can only see Nori’s and Khan’s relationship being so fucking wholesome,they were lovebirds your honor. Ofc before shit hit the fan.

• She used to spend time with the WDF and join in their card games!

• Nori was incredibly good at card/board games. She always somehow won when playing card games with the WDF. The WDF still let her join bc it was fun. (And bc she was their leader’s wife)

•The way of how imagine Nori’s voice is sort of a smooth and soft voice. Slightly monotone and a bit high pitch. Like her voice immediately gives “shy soft woman who also happens to be a mother” vibes.

Her voice does shift a bit when she gets really excited! (Or any strong emotion) Completely loosing her monotony and smoothness a bit.

The best voice claim I can think for rn her is actually Candace from Genshin Impact, just make her voice a bit high pitched.

Also fun fact! Candaces english VA (Shara Kirby) is the same VA of Serial Designation-J!

Another Voice claim i can come up is Andrea Storm Kaden!

She is a singer who performed in a lot of fan songs of video-games. (tattletail,FNAF,BATIM, Overwatch,etc. She did a lot of collabs with JT Music and I think a few with TryHardNinja.)

• She is actually shorter than the average WDs,but just by a few inches. She isn’t an ant like Uzi.

• Her hair is much more longer and a few shades lighter than Uzi’s.

• Her eyes are also much saturated compared to her daughter’s eyes color.

•She also has cute lil chompers! Tho they dont look the same as the DDs. They are smaller and shorter,Uzi inherited that trait from her.

• Uzi’s necklace actually belonged to Nori.

• When Nori got her hands on this necklace and started wearing it,she never took it off.

• She definitely strikes me as someone who is into cottage-gore.

• She is a goth mom,thats it. Like and old-school goth mom. (Like she is more into the “feminine” part of goth,if I can explain myself)

• She constantly wore black dresses. The one she wore the most was a simple off shoulder black dress with short sleeves and frills on it. It was made from a very thin and light material. And it had a purple flower pattern on it.

• She wore this dress while wearing black combat boots (Like most WDs) and her necklace.

• She had a pair of black combat boots but this time her boots lace was a purple color.

• She also had a WDs jacket! And occasionally wore it. It was purple.

• One of her many hobbies was painting. She didn’t do it all the time,just occasionally. Khan still kept some of them hidden away.

• She was definitely one of those girls who would see true crime content.

• She would sometimes put screamo music when cleaning.

•She definitely listened to grunge,goth,metal music

•She isn’t much of a singer but she can hum pretty well!

•She hums when doing chores or when comforting Uzi.

•Uzi’s and Nori’s love language would definitely be touch. I can see her humming as she caresses Uzi’s head,as Uzi lays it on her mother’s lap. She did this whenever her kid had a rough time.

•Nori was the only person who could calm Uzi down whenever she went “feral”.

•Uzi would probably be more close and vulnerable with Nori.

• Nori is probably one of the most softest/chillest person. But make her really pissed and honey you are dead. (May or may not be literal)

• Whenever she is just angry but not necessarily pissed she is more a cold,piercing kind of anger. The kind to stare into your soul and makes you question all your life choices.

Note: Btw I theorized she was related to the AS and actually had it since EP2! So have some of that!

• She was covered in scars,bumps and dents,but she mostly covered them up with her clothes or the AS did the job healing the scars. Or she covered them up by literally painting over herself.

As to why she had these scars? Well lets say she got herself into questionable and dangerous situations.

• She would replace a lot of the broken mirrors that she would break with her AS in her house,in secret.

• She would occasionally use her AS when doing chores.

EP3 spoilers!

Note: We don’t know if Nori consumed Oil whe she was alive,since I theorized she had the AS. But I have some HCs if she did:

• Sometimes she would arrive at her home,alone or when Khan was sleeping. Wearing long forearmed-length black gloves, laced up with purple/white lace.

• She would carry a dark colored bag (that looked like those tote bags but is was bigger and the material was much more thicker) that leaked oil at the bottom.

• Her dress would have dry or fresh stains. She also reeked of oil.

• She started out as frenemies with Yeva,but they later became besties.

• The 2 would hang out a lot alone.

• Nori constantly visited Yeva at her house,but she never invited Yeva to her house. Since Nori was always sort of messy, and she was self conscious about that in the past.

• They both would probably talk all kinds of things.

• She would definitely teach Yeva 1 or 2 things about her AS powers,since Nori has more experience with her AS abilities than Yeva.

• Nori would sometimes speak russian to Yeva. Meanwhile Yeva would speak English to Nori. Just for the funsies.

• Nori actually met Baby Doll at some point! She even held her.

• I always thought of Nori as a more artistic oriented woman but EP3 seems to make me think of her more of the scientific side.

• So she is a bit of both but her artistic side is showed more often than her scientific side.

•Nori personally customized her own necklace and helped Yeva with it when it came to her bracelet.

Side Note: Ok wtf that was more than I expected jesus. Anyways yeah this is just like 5% of my interpretation and HCs if Nori…yeah I am

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