#im sorry childe but we all know which character everyone is really pulling for

[thatdeadaquarius]

HELLO IT IS I AGAIN (Razor's mom /real)

So you know those imposters aus where characters chase the reader for being an 'impersonator'?

What if... It's a continuation from my ask (where we meet Razor first before everyone), and Razor is just confused at the patrolling knights near Wolvendom constantly asking him if he have saw 'the impostor'

Tbh he just shakes his head. Who tf is the impostor????? Wtf is an impostor???????

Many question marks later..

He had encountered an epiphany (not really it's just the Springvale ppl talking about someone copying the creator's looks).

The 'Impostor' they have been searching is you.

But you're not an impostor! Razor knows it! Andrius knows it! And with how the nature and the monster responded to you, Teyvat knows it too!

So like the good son he is, he sheltered you even more severely.

Ur not allowed to go out of his sights at this point (he'll still take you to places with many lampgrasses if you still wanna make a crown w it)

And my imagination ends there, do you think there's something else he'd do?

Ty for answering my last request btw, ur the best and I hope you get your favorite characters w one 10 pull and your desired artifacts w the best stats <3

Much love and sweets

-Razor's mom

RAZOR'S MOM!! HELLO aw im so glad u liked it :)

Srry about the late reply! 💜💜💜

Ok, so I think this is a good time to point to my shiny

Writing Requests/About Me Post I have pinned on my 👉 blog!!👈💅 taaa daaaa :) i did it guys here ya go

Yall have been GREAT so far abt keeping the requests chill and fun, and i dont have that many "Donts" that arent obvious (homophobia, transphobia, ableism,etc)

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Dont worry Razor Mom, i just wanted to use this as a way to talk about this!! /nm /gen

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About Imposter AU, there are plenty of other blogs/posts that write for that or posts under SAGAU tag! :)

I said wayyy earlier on in some of my first asks, but basically I really want to lighten up the Genshin SAGAU / Isekai tag and branch out from all these darker Imposter AUs :)

And also add more world-building posts or AUs <3

(language brainrot for example)!!

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TL;DR: I am not accepting hunting down/yandere/cult au/imposter au Genshin Sagau, only a funny or chill version of it.

Please check my writing rules post :)

Example: u look like Creator, but everybody's like, "oh lucky them wow rlly blessed, have a free drink, etc.

OR omfg where r they?? They descended to Teyvat oh fuck we lost our god-"

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Heres the Razor post !!!

If u wanna check it out :]

Cracks knuckles, Saddle up Baby, bc its time for my version of the Imposter AU 🤭😋😈

(and sorry for answering super late/possible scare Razor mom anon!! :'/ )

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So it begins rlly small right?

Like, Razor does not know the new knight patroling Wolvendom's borders

,, weird but ok, he thinks basically

And then when it was time to visit some domains a little closer to Springvale for grinding

(Or rlly just to get some of their tiny restaurants homemade food yumm)

He notices more Favonius knights lurking around than usual

Or at least widening their patrols

And hes like wtf?

Ur like, huh.

I'll ask Springvale ppl wtf goin on

The locals respond that the search for the Great Creator has begun.

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...you and Razor: 👁👄👁 w h o m s t ❔️

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Upon further questioning

(which was apparantly weird that yall didnt know, but eh, u just used the whole "feral wolf child with feral blacksmith parent living in woods ignorance" excuse)

Admittedly yall, quite literally, live under a rock lmao

They explain theres a whole ass prophecy

Abt how the Great Architect would succumb to a long slumber somewhere else in the vast universe after making the planet.

And when the time is right, they will reconnect to Teyvat, and awaken, and descend in a mortal form

(like the archons)

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..but the kicker is nobody knows wtf they look like bc:

1. All that lore is hella crumbly and old, and very hard to translate

2. Mortal forms sometimes look different than god forms, so even if they did know some defining features of the Creator, that wasnt guaranteed to be them...

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(i.e. they will have brown eyes, well. Thats a fuckton of ppl with brown eyes innit? 💀)

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So thru certain signs, that this mysterious prophecy wooooo

Said would happen, the nations of Teyvat and their many supernatural inhabitants are aware the ultimate god has descended

(The crops flourished? Animals got more wily, many of the sick ppl got better for no reason, the Irminsul started regrowing/filling out its base- like how it looked like a lightning struck tree rn 💀)

So every country are now trying to find them to be the first to welcome them home

Needless to say its lowkey a competition

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Meanwhile you and Razor are just:

... (゜▽゜;)

"Haha yeah cool..."

(Andrius already told u what u r to Teyvat and explained to Razor)

Ur both immediately slapping a cloak on u and keeping the hood up all the time

Yall dont wanna be seperated :(

Ur both paranoid for diff reasons,

Razor's just scared his Lupical is going to be taken from him again bc there r better, more refined humans wanting to be ur Lupical ;-;

And ur like-

Omfg that sounds like sm work 💀

While its nice to daydream abt what itd be like to be famous, realistically,

U could not handle that shit.

People crowding you all the time?

U cant just look busted anywhere u go, like a midnight snack run

Ppl would also expect u be,

Responsible??

To act like a competent ruler maybe???

Hell no.

U just wanted to play a pretty gacha game and spoil ur skrunklies

(At least, if they do wanna call u that, they dont make u do anything political 💀 but u doubt it)

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Needless to say, Razor is glued to ur side everywhere u go.

A domain a half mile away? Oh he'll come with dw

Ur gonna go stop by that food merchant further up the road for ingredients? Cool he'll sniff the best ones!

Ur going to see Andrius??

Oh he needed to see him too-

😭😭🥺🥺 poor babe

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Surprisingly enough,

Or maybe not his house is right tf there

Diluc is the first person to actually recognize you.

Razor had been subtly steering u away from Mondstadt for 3 weeks now, ever since yall talked to the Springvale locals

An u cant say u didnt notice, but u werent rlly stopping him

You wanted to be like Venti, chillin among the ppl regardless of ur powers, not the Raiden Shogun :/

And maybe shock some ppl who dont know ur a god like him too lol

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Diluc had been looking around the lesser patroled areas of Mondstadt to search for the Architect

He didn't even need those incompetent knights to tell him their god had finally descended

He already saw the signs long before Mondstadt

Bc youve been in Wolvendom, the area has flourished over time, more fish in the water, more game to hunt and bigger, crows making circles in the sky despite there being no corpse

And one of the closest places to you,

Is the Dawn Winery.

Diluc's security against Venti began to hold up better, the staff didn't have to clean as much things like dirt or weather damage to the manor,

His hawk had never been faster delivering his letters, he almost thought the little guy had been drugged with something

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He patroled Stormterror's Lair, and deep in the woods surrounding the manor that the knights hadn't bother to go into

Afterall, he figured you'd never had a mortal form before, so u were unlikely to fend for urself for very long in the woods lol

so he wanted to find u quick (aww softy :')

He even made a trip out to the Thousand Wind Temple and Dragonspine (he did report that one to the knights, he didn't want Amber, Bennett, or Creator-forbid Klee, being the few pyro users to have to explore it)

Finally, after doing the further away locations, siginificant in history and rich with leftover magic

Diluc figured that's where you might land first, so he saved Wolvendom for last

It would at least let him check on that wolf kid and maybe get to talk to him long enough to ask him if he's seen anything unusual.

The lord of Dawn Winery manor heads into the Wolvendom woods, just as sunset colors the trees...

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It was a Friday evening, the sun was setting, the weather was pleasant and it was time for all of the Lupical to come together and eat a big feast!! :)

About once a month, Andrius will come out for a few nights and dine with all of yall

Hes an old wolf give him a break, he takes long naps

So u cook lots of Mondstadt favorites to eat on and a few Liyue dishes too

Razor, ur favorite helper, has helped u finish the last dish and is now romping around with the puppies bless <3

U guys have dragged ur coffee table dining table setup out to sit and eat at

Andrius lets out a not too loud, not too quiet howl, and as the wolves, Razor and you lmao join in

Yall dig in, bones flying everywhere, spagetti noodles flingling around, it would put toddlers to shame lol

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Diluc hears a howl that is too... big to be a regular wolf.

It filled the air of Wolvendom like no howl before it, as he used the glowing lampgrass to help light the path deeper

He sneaks past a hilichurl camp or two, all fast asleep

He scans the woods, and figures he'll search the woods besides the path after he gets to that old stone carved pit-

Food?

Diluc sniffs the air, and squints deeper into the forest

The black branches shade the way ahead, but just barely... he can see the flicker of orange and blue light?

He summons his claymore, bracing it on his shoulder, and creeps into the treeline to better hide him

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You swear to god (dammit swear to.. you??) someone is watching you.

You look around the piles of fluffy doggos, happy and stuffed full they r slowly forming puppy piles

Andrius is finishing his meat platter, also sitting on all four legs on the ground

Razor is splayed on his back beside you, eyes closed, his feet sticking out the other side of the table, u chuckle at him

But not a single Lupical seems to be looking at you.

Gulping down your last few bites, you scan the treeline

U refuse to be that bitch in a horror movie where their gut says smth is off and they brush it off or barely look at their surroundings

Turning around to the treeline behind you, u see something... red fur?

U sit up some more, peering over the bushes at the bottom of the trees

You meet a pair of warm brown eyes, widened like they're just as shocked to see you

As u notice his familiar red high ponytail (but also not?? Its weird going from 2D to 3D and still recognizing bitches)

U peer down at his chest, as he carefully stands out of the foliage-

That familiar star shaped button that u can press for the character menu screen, the same thats on Razor, on Benny, on Fischl, on Lisa-

Hovers over Diluc's chest.

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Diluc is in the bush, observing the human(???) stranger (he really doesnt want to attract the attention of that.. giant spirit wolf thing)

The figure sitting at a ... table?? (He can barely process all these absurdities at once, hes only got so much brain space)

Has sensed his presence, and as he grips his claymore, ready to demand answers,

Razor startles, and jumps up, smelling the pyro user, he summons his weapon-

The figure locks eyes with him, and all he sees is gold.

Diluc drops his claymore.

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Have a cliffhanger bc idk 🤷‍♂️ Also srry it wasnt exactly Mondstadt finding u, and it somehow turned into a whole scenario?? Idk man

🤧 welp i hope that was decent Razor mom! Tysm for ur sweet feedback abt our beloved son 🙏💜🐺

Feel free to always talk again, thru comments, asks whatever!! :D

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Cheers,

💀♒️

(guys im so stupid i coud've been signing off with this simple emoji combo the whole time,, 😭i didnt actually think abt emojifying my name, just making it look pretty with some of my fav emojis... 😔)

If anyone reads this u should let me know which one is better lol

💀♒️

OR

🌒🌧🌊Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

OR like a combo???

♡my beloved♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

#bless yalls soul u sent these so long now #jfc its feburary #wtf #hope u like it razor's mom!! #sorry abt my lateass reply 😭 #also sorry i didnt do that version of Imposter AU u originally asked for #i just like my silly little shenanigans ok i cant stop #sorry im just a goofy silly little guy😔 #genshin impact #genshin sagau #my asks #sagau #genshin imagines #genshin sagau ideas #gender neutral reader #genshin isekai #genshin god reader #self aware genshin #platonic genshin #genshin razor

[wyndford-dekarios]

looks at you with my big autistic eyes. its my turn to enable blorbotalking can you tell me more about gale & your relationship bc he seems like such a silly pathetic guy

this ask got me out of bed so i could properly type my thoughts out. alright cracks my knuckles (spoilers for the story of bg3 under the cut/suicide mention/sex mention at one point sorry) (not joking this is long) (you give me a vague description of beltboy and then you ask me 'hey so whos your new guy' and i become an unskippable cutscene.)

GODS he really does set himself up as pathetic. he probably doesn't realise it. but your first interaction with him is pulling him out of a malfunctioning portal (which i affectionately call gale% in all my playthroughs) because he's usually better at magic but just this once he got stuck on the other side please pull him out so niceys. and then he talks so so much. whenever you're in the grove and do something nice where the refugees are concerned he's like haha! this reminds me of when i was younger! this reminds me of when i stopped a bar fight! and then also the "fuck that woman" dialogue node when you save a child from getting killed by a death viper because she stole something and gave it back. when you first long rest he tells you to go to hell and then immediately expounds upon his worries concerning the fact that you're all going to DIE (did i mention there's a parasite in everyone's head. there's a parasite in everyone's head). AND HE ALSO INTRODUCES HIMSELF WHEN ASKED WITH HIS TINDER PROFILE. "i like cats and wine and long walks" shut uppp. bites him

and then he eventually opens up to you about something very important to him; he has a condition that makes him eat magic items and he would be very grateful if you could help! he hasn't told anyone besides his cat about this! he Trusts You!!!!! and then you give him a magic item a bit later and GODS tim downie did a wonderful job because the genuine relief in his "thank you" sends me for a loop every time. and with the first magic item hes like mm yes good. with the second he goes ahh mm still ouchies this is worrying. and with the third hes like ok this really isnt doing anything anymore. i have to open up about my condition further.

THEN HE JUST STRAIGHT UP TELLS YOU HE USED TO FUCK THE GODDESS OF MAGIC. AND TRIED TO GIVE HER A GIFT TO GET HER TO PAY ATTENTION TO HIM BEYOND JUST LEADING HIM ON. (THIS BIT INFURIATES ME BECAUSE HE WAS HER CHOSEN AND WITH EVERY OTHER CHOSEN YOU ENCOUNTER IN THIS GAME THE GODS THAT CHOSE THEM ARE VERY CLEAR ABOUT WHAT THEY WANT AND WHAT POWERS THEY GET IN RETURN BUT MYSTRA LITERALLY JUST WORE GALE OUT LIKE A TOY AND DIDN'T COMMUNICATE SHIT AND DROPPED HIM AS SOON AS HE CROSSED A BOUNDARY HE DIDN'T KNOW WAS THERE!!!! I NEED TO KILL MYSTRA.) and this attempted gift now lays in his chest. he basically has been carrying a nuclear bomb around this whole time. in his chest. we learn later that the gift never could have worked because it's not made of the "right magic" (grr) but for now gale's just like "ok. i told you. now if you want me to go kill myself i will" and that basically becomes his entire character for the rest of the game DSFJH he will kill himself at the slightest provocation (this is untrue but you Do get a skill that allows him to kill himself and game over you soon after this so. LOL)

im just gonna attach a video of the next big moment bc i remembered to record it! basically you save the grove of refugees and they throw a party for you and gale asks to meet you after to show you "something magical" and it isn't his penis-

now eventually you run into an old man. which old man? this universe's equivalent of gandalf the fucking grey, gale's old mentor. he comes to tell gale that mystra told him to kill himself. and then gives him the means to kill himself with the orb in his chest. this is the equivalent of your ex giving you nuclear launch codes and telling you to kill yourself by standing in the vicinity of where they want you to launch the nukes. gale is understandably upset but genuinely considers killing himself. because maybe it's what fate wants him to do maybe this is how he Should end. and he's pretty much made up his mind. and it's the player's job to convince him not to.

this culminates with him making his ideal night. because it might be his last one alive. and he chooses to spend it with you. you, who has become so vastly important to him. this is the moment he confesses. this is the moment where i burst into tears because jesus christ tim downie is a good actor. and jesus christ im in love with gale of waterdeep. he gently takes you by the hand, shows you his home in waterdeep via magic. describes what the perfect night with you would be. shows you a slice of his world. laments that you aren't home, or otherwise he would have courted you properly. tells you about his favourite books, how he often stays up reading until the dawn.

then he does have sex with you. but it's either normalstyle or fucking insane symbolism laden bullshit in space. and the symbolism bullshit is so . its so. i should record it some time.

ANYways after that you rock up to where mystra told him to kill himself and you say NO i love you and he goes, verbatim, "no matter what happens, i choose you." and. i keel over and die and burst into tears. and then you make it to act three and you're in the city !!! yippee! and you get to do a love test w him :] and witness a coronation! and somewhere in there you meet his tressym, tara, which i also have a video of-

and THEN you get to go SHOPPING WITH HIM! YOU GO SHOPPING WHEEE he needs a forbidden book to learn about the crown mentioned in the video. and you can either break in from the office of the head librarian or kill the wizard that runs the shop in his own home and work your way down to the book vault. and basically gale wants to take the crown and become a better god than the ones now. i also have a video for this. sorry for so many videos but i think of these moments and my brain fucking turns off. the video is stuttery and jittery unfortunately :( but i cannot change this.

and then after this mystra finally comes into contact with him like "hey i can get rid of that bomb if you give me the crown" and its like HEY WHY ONLY MENTION THIS NOW. HUH. HEY WHY ONLY BRING THIS UP NOW. i need to kill mystra. anyways then you go off and save the world!! and the 'final kiss' tears me to pieces. but i don't have a video of it bc the One time i went to the endgame i didn't think to record it. but then!! after the game he proposes and takes you home to visit his Really Big Family and have a big fat greek wedding. and so basically im in love with him. thank you for your time

#ship: martyrweave

[pashminalamb]

omg Interrupted?? kaiser and sae?? im actually happy to see some kaiser cuz i feel like i never see a lot of him 😭 his character is intriguing ngll

but u know i went straight to saee. i can totally see him just pulling up the silent treatment when something doesn’t go his way 😭 his eyes so pretty tho i wouldn’t even mind the glares. i loved reading their reactions since neither of them have probably ever actually been degraded?? they in their own world doing whatever they want but reader didn’t take their shiit. i ate it all thank you for the meal

-💜

OMG??? YOUR NEW WORK??? i'm speechless, IT WAS SO GOOD 😭😭 i enjoyed reading it a lot (especially michael's part hehe)the reader being the dom one this time sparked something in me 😟– 🌷

Maam. MAAM??? MY DEAR MADAM. INTERRUPTED??? I am. In shambles. Absolutely. Demolished. Broken. Fhhhhhooooo that fic made me realize quite a few things abt myself. Like. “fun” stuff wise. 👀👀 A whole new door just opened for me in the realm of reading fanfics. 😮‍💨😮‍💨 You really outdid yourself with this one seriously. And I hadn’t read a Kaiser fic before this one but I’ve heard a lot abt him and read a lot of hcs and just know general stuff abt him and suffice to say you did a great job with his part. Seriously tho. That fic? 🤌❤️✨ Mwuh. It was amazing. I cant wait for the next part!! - ✨ anon

Thank yuu Lav, tulip and Starry ໒꒰ྀི ๑ ´ ˘ ` ू ꒱ྀིა I'm glad you liked my work. Honestly? the drive behind this idea was from don't bully me nagatoro and a bit of the scenes of boys over flowers as well as the days i got bullied as a child but we won't talk abt that

and the line "Men have to be dominated." i am not sorry and i will repeat it again. men need to be pegged

Reader did not take their shit (and i'm turning everyone into a dom here). But i'm really glad you guys enjoyed the fic, it was the first time i wrote for blue lock with a dominant fem! reader and since it was so well received i plan on writing more.

For Lav : *sigh* where do i even start with Sae. I know for a fact that when things don't go his way, he will try his best to force it. It's the only thing he knows... until you reverse the tables on him. If you're feisty, he'll treat you like a brat. and if you are serious about it catching him his wrists and pinning him down (weight doesn't matter here. he is gonna be surprised and fall back). Dirty talk to him and tease him. He will put up a fight but at the end of the day, he is nothing but a brat himself ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒ and you're the brat tamer

For Tulip : good. the boys need to be dominated ( •̀ - •́ ). and especially kaiser since he came new on my blog (poor king got dommed). I saw Art's (my bff) camera on my desk - and yk how that panned out as an idea. and there is more that's coming cause honestly... if i had to put my personality in one line : not submissive. I write subby themes, sure but i also write dominant content. and there is only so long that i can hold out for before giving into my... thots and writing this. more kaiser content is coming - with a new edition to 'your words, my hurt.' bring in the sadness and reconciliation

For Starry : I see thou hath awakened. (ง'̀-'́)ง and i will happily take responsibility for that spare no man

And i'm glad you liked Kaiser. It was my first time writing him and it was also the time he got dominated. And i have news- i'm writing 'your words, my hurt' for Bachira and Kaiser- but i'm really glad you enjoyed the fic and starry, i still have your first message in my inbox hanging. I'm gonna take time in responding while eating breakfast or something cause i wanna take my time, savor sentences and answer it as well - i promise i'm not ignoring you lovely ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒

As for interrupted, i'm deciding to sleep on it. Like let it be on my blog for now and not do anything abt it. Cause a lot of people liked it- instead i'll be focusing more on the half written wips i've got which includes a total of everything you can imagine and now that Christmas is near; i'm working on a new rin fic that i wanted to release for the holidays, fluffy things and then some.

Hope you guys like this one (esp rin's cause i've been thinking abt this for 2 months now and i can't get over the idea of it - tb to the time with me in bed with my tea and being sick - remember that phase?)

#Belle. ☏ #.lost sheep : 💜 anon #.lost sheep : 🌷 anon #.lost sheep : ✨ anon

[weather-story]

I started thinking of a alternate universe of the milans

Anyway this au isn’t canon at all

Run down: ‘fake’ milan, Sombra, Capa, and Tocada/Tocado are in the real world now, [the other 3 are still invisible to everyone but milan]

To not seem suspicious the milan’s say they are twins [real Milan is private so the lie is believed by everyone else] but obviously real Milan’s brother finds out

Eventually stupid shit starts to happen and they have to get the four back into the book

Anyway I wrote some scenes and drew drawings where the proportions and shit and the hair is very wrong

Color key:

Real milan

Fake milan [fake name len]

Milans gf [no name yet, fake name quin]

Adrian [milan’s brother]

Sombra

Capa

Tocada/Tocado

“Hey can I talk to you?”

*imitating milan* “yeah sure,”

They walk into a empty classroom, once the door is closed quin trys kissing len, to which len pulls away from her before she does

“I think you are mixing me up with milan”

“No, I know you’re len, I wanna kiss you”

‘What’s wrong with this bitch?’ “Sorry, i’ll think about it later”

Len holds quins shoulder while moving around her, she leaves and gets in the car and stops imitating milan

“What took you so long?”

“Milan’s girlfriend tried kissing me”

She said casually while pulling the seal belt on, both milan and Adrian said “what?!” but after a few seconds adrian started driving and said:

“Hmm.. shit I’m honestly surprised she did try with me”

“Jesus- she likes you too?”

“No offense but if people didn’t have decency quin would be a slut”

“Adrian?!”

“Why not break up with her?”

“Milan?! Len?! Fuck I don’t even know what to call you, and you know why I don’t”

“And she likes you?”

“Yeahhhh…”

“She didn’t try kissing me but she tried flirting,”

Flash back i guess?

“You know alot, i’m sure you know how to be a good kisser too”

“I AM A 21 YEAR OLD MAN AND YOU ARE A CHILD THAT DATES MY SISTER- NO?!?”

End of flash back

“I told her the answer to a math problem-”

The car goes silent and the milans share a concerned glance

“I should tell her not to do that..”

“Good to know you’re not a pedo or a asshole, but why did you reject her?”

Milan said to len, who didn’t get the opportunity to reply before Adrian did

“Wait I thought you guys were the same, are you not gay?”

“I don’t feel love, or any emotion really, because of milan”

“I’m sorry I forgot to think past your abilities, because your love life is more important”

“Jesus, wait til we get home to explain this too me and stop staring knives at eachother-“

[a little time skip to the house and the milans are auguring]

*yelling at each-other in the shed*

“DAMN IT JUST BREAK UP WITH HER, THERE ISN’T A USE” *starts crying*

Both freeze, len touches the tears and stares at her hand, adrian walks in and they look at him

“What happened I could hear you from the house, and why are you crying?”

…

“Oh shit, thats not supposed to happen is it?”

“Well, kinda no,”

“What?”

“I accidentally thought about you crying, not now or anything but what if you did have more emotion, I didn’t think it would effect you”

“I didn’t think she could cry,”

Milan just stares at him in shock, before len cried she couldn’t see those 3 but now she could

“Uh.”

Len notices she’s looking at them but Adrian is confused still

“What?

“Milan stop fucking things up and undo this,”

“Fine, fine..”

The tears go away and they all sit on the floor

“Did I make you insecure?”

“No I’d rather you not subconsciously give me emotions, then give me love,”

…

“What the fuck is going on??”

“Len is a character I made with no emotions just power, and apparently I can change that character just by thinking,”

“So you thought of her having more emotion?”

“Yes, and if she accidentally makes me fall in love with someone or worse with her girlfriend I’d kill her”

“I wish that was a joke but it probably isn’t-”

“So what happened at school?”

“She asked to talk to me, we went into a room and she tried kissing me and I told her I’d think about it”

“Why did you say you’d think about it?”

“I was imitating you, I’m going to tell her no but if a said it right then she would have interrogated me,”

“Yeah she was asking a shit ton a questions after I told her no, I think your girlfriend doesn’t like you”

“Wow I feel great after you said that”

“My bad, but you do need a new girlfriend”

End

The end because I’m tired 😔

In conclusion, milan needs a new gf

Also as all my storys are written, I’m sleep deprived 😎

[evelxtus]

characters: scaramouche, childe, venti, and albedo

example: can you make it where you and scara are fighting and he snaps and calls you annoying so you leave, but you still have to return to scara because of work or something for the rest of the week.. but now a few days later, your really quiet and not talking much ( at work ) and he realized that and pulled you aside in another room and dramatically apologized? ( you accept his apology and you guys make up with a bunch of “ i love yous”)

SORRY ITS LONG BUT IM NOT GOOD AT DESCRIBING STUFF

— ❛ ᴡᴇ ғɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ !

pairing. . . scaramouche, childe, venti, albedo x gn! reader.

genre. . . angst to fluff.

warnings. . . not proofread, no mention of any pronouns, romantic angst (reader and character fight), implied relationship, swearing (like 2 times).

a/n. . . sorry for the time it took me to write, i hope you like this! please i loved writing childe's part... my bby 💕

⩩ SCARAMOUCHE.

“You know what? I'm sick of all this.” the fatui spits out all the rage that he has contained in the fight. You clench your jaw waiting for his next words, which he blurts out without fear of regret later. “You are fucking annoying. Why don't you do me a favor and annoy someone else? I don't have the need to put up with your tantrums.”

Is that so? Without further ado, you disappeared from his sight, slamming the door behind you. And when you had to approach him again about work issues, things were tense to worrying levels.

For some reason he always stared at you while you walked here and there, while you felt his withering gaze on the back of your neck and you didn't deign to look back at him. You're such a bother, why would you?

So you spent like this a whole week, and the situation was creating great impatience in Scaramouche, it was burning in his chest, and he couldn't leave things like that. Even he knows that sometimes his mouth betrays him in moments of anger...

You gasp when someone grabs your wrist firmly, practically dragging you to one of the empty offices. As soon as you arrive, Scara closes the door leaving you free for once. Well... "free" between those four walls in which you are now locked.

You rest your back on the wooden surface of said door, crossing your arms, reluctant to anything he has to say to you. “Any problem? I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm full of work.”

Scara looks away from you, letting out a resigned sigh. Wow, he was actually avoiding your gaze? That's new. His cheeks took a faint pink color.

“... Sorry.” he murmurs, eyebrows furrowed, heart beating fast, but he managed to control himself as best as he could.

“Excuse me?” you ask pretending you didn't hear him, only for him to repeat it louder. “What did you say?”

The fatui grunts, but indulges your needs by raising his voice a little higher and repeating exactly the same words as before. “I said I'm sorry. I thought you weren't deaf.”

“Of course I'm not deaf. I'm annoying.” you pointed out with a stab of resentment, Scara shook his head as if he was getting on his nerves.

“No… you're not annoying. And if you were, I'd love you the exact same way.” the boy approaches you doubtfully, hesitating whether to put his hand on your cheek or not, although he finally manages to do so. “I'll make it up to you however you want. But all I can do now is tell you that I really love you... and you're not a bother. Everyone is a nuisance, but not you, is that clear?”

You can't help but giggle at his ramblings. Snuggling your head against his hand, you accept his apology. “It's okay. It was getting difficult for me to go so long without talking to you.”

“Oh dear, you're telling me.” he responds relieved that the situation has turned out well.

You both stay in silence for a moment, thinking about what to do next, but you have it clear. You quickly give him a small kiss on the corner of his lips. And that was the simple trigger that led him to bring your lips together again, this time in a warmer kiss full of need.

“We should go back... to work...” you manage to say between kisses, but the boy's nimble hands climb up to your hair, caressing your head as he buries his fingers between your locks causing you to melt again in the temptation to continue with what you were doing.

“It's fine. There is nothing we can do now, anyway.” he answers once you part to take air, feeling his hot breath against your neck. “I locked the door, and I don't have the keys to this office.”

You can't blame him. He just wanted to apologize as soon as possible, and that was the first "private" place he saw nearby. Also, you have more time alone now. Not bad, right?

⩩ CHILDE.

You could swear that the neighbors listened to your discussion perfectly. If you raised your voice a little higher, he would surpass it even more. More or less, as if he's competing with you even in the worst situations. It was something this boy couldn't help doing.

“Just stop! I don't want to know anything more about you, don't you see? You are a fucking obstacle in my way. I don't have time for you.” Childe ends your fight with those firm words, leaving you alone in that room, his words echoing in your ears over and over again in a loop.

For this reason, the week passed slowly and agonizingly, seeing how you and the boy you love hardly speak because of that damn afternoon of arguing. You were too hurt to step forward for reconciliation, and he seemed totally oblivious to your feelings, as if none of it affected him. You saw him smile and talk to others with that youthful tone that he always has. Is it that he doesn't care about your relationship?

“I need to discuss a work thing with you, y/n.” he said suddenly, catching your attention. His voice was bossy, after all Childe was your superior. “Follow me.”

Without saying a word, you did what he ordered. He was taking you into his office, and you didn't look up to him not even once. You couldn't even look at his face, it was painful, although he didn't look at you either.

Entering the room, he closed the door behind him after letting you enter first. You stood in the middle of the room, looking down and waiting for that talk about work. Childe leaned against the door, finally looking at you.

“Y/n.” he calls your name in a softer tone, trying to make your gazes connect, which didn't happen. “Y/n, look at me please.”

His voice cracked a bit, this time causing you to look up at him almost out of inertia. Now that you took a closer look at him, you could notice the presence of dark circles under his orbs. Childe began to tear up when he looked at you, he wanted to throw himself into your arms and never let go again, but he had to control himself.

“I'm sorry. I was wrong.” His shaky voice made his happy boy facade crumble right in front of you. He had been having a hard time, he seemed even worse than you. When he received no response from you, his gaze dropped and a small tear rolled down his cheek. “Please, say something.”

You were so shocked by what was happening that you didn't realize that you had been staring at him all the time without saying anything. “Childe, I... what happened to you...?” You asked about his unkempt appearance.

“I couldn't sleep. The words I said to you... I remembered them every night and it made me feel... so despicable and guilty. I can't imagine how I made you feel. Why...? Why did I do it? If I love you more than my life...” His voice dropped lower and lower, as if he was reprimanding himself.

In a couple of light steps you were already in front of him, wrapping your arms around his torso and feeling how every muscle of the boy relaxed and responded quickly, hugging you back and getting closer to him. “I love you too, Ajax.”

He dropped his head on your shoulders, finally breaking down in tears like you've never seen him do before. He was sobbing and the fabric on your shoulders was wet with his tears, but you didn't care. You were happy to be with him again.

Some tears fell from your eyes, listening as between low sobs he repeated like a mantra “I love you, I love you, I love you”.

⩩ VENTI.

“Woah there, y/n. I think you're going out of line. Let's calm down a bit, okay?” Venti said, in a tone that seemed to blame you for starting the fight in the first place, and obviously your blood boiled.

“You started this, now you put up with everything I have to say to you. I've heard all your shit, now it's your turn.” you respond, pointing at him, but all he do is turn around and ignore you as if the thing was not with you. “Venti, I'm talking to you!”

“I really think you should calm down. You are kinda annoying right now, not to mention you're also interrupting me.” with an apparent calm smile he played a few chords on his lyre. It was a lost cause, he wasn't going to listen to you.

You don't know, but he has come to the tavern every night to get drunk and ask for advice on what to do about what happened between you two. Let's say... Kaeya convinced him to talk to you again, so Venti was the first one to look for you once all thoughts of him had cleared up.

“I'm really sorry, y/n... I should have listened to you... I acted inappropriately.” Venti sighed standing before you. He played with his fingers as if he were a scolded child.

It might seem a little weird, but despite how he put it out, he really was truly sorry.

“Is that so?” you ask looking at him warily. You didn't know if those words came from him, or it was a failed attempt to put into practice the advice of one of his drinking buddies.

“I've come to realize that... I never want to be without you... honestly, I couldn't forgive myself for hurting you in any way... I just want to protect you and make you happy, as you deserve.” he admitted looking to another point away from you. “Do you accept my apologies? I'll understand if you don't but it would be nice if-”

“I accept them. Venti, thank you for... being honest with me.” you answered with a smile, and he unexpectedly jumped to your side, bringing his mouth close to your ear.

“Then let me be a little more honest with you.” he whispered him with a smug smile you couldn't see. “I love you.~”

⩩ ALBEDO.

“So you have nothing else to do? I don't find myself in the mood to continue this conversation. I find it useless and somewhat irrelevant. Can we meet at some other time?”

He will want to keep the peace. He hates arguing and will never raise his voice tone, it is very, very difficult for him to do it. Perhaps being so serene while you are so angry makes you even more angry, so yes, it's better to leave.

But you won't know when to return, because it' not usually easy to find this boy. What if he's angry now? Maybe he doesn't care about the situation anymore? It is certainly very difficult to get close to him again.

The person who motivated Albedo to talk to you again was his assistant, who made him see that this situation was actually affecting you a lot. He thought that you really would have forgotten everything soon, but seeing that you didn't appear, or that when he saw you you did not seem to notice his presence, perhaps you were too busy to speak again.

But thanks to Sucrose, Albedo was now in front of you in one of Dragonspine's lonely camps.

“I really didn't know that it had affected you so much. If I had known...” the boy's gaze was fixed on the fire that kept you warm in that desolate place. “Honestly... I apologize for everything. I didn't want to make you feel bad at all.”

You shook your head. You knew there was no evil in him. You looked at him with a smile, expecting him to look at you too, but he seemed quite busy trying to avoid your gaze. Albedo felt very guilty. He had hurt your feelings... and that was one of the things that mattered most to him.

When he noticed your gaze, his orbs met yours for a millisecond, and then he returned to focus on the flames with a small blush on his face.

“Hmm? What's wrong? I have forgiven you.” you say concerned, and the boy flexes his legs to hug his knees against his chest, hiding with them a small smile.

“I know. I was thinking you have a big heart, y/n. I admire many things about you and... I love you. I'm sure of all that. So never forget it, alright?”

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[stargazer-balladeer]

Booping of Noses [Genshin Impact]

Characters Included: Kaeya Alberich, Diluc Ragnvindr, Venti & Razor

Notes: I know I should be doing requests but I got this idea while reading some fics in DeviantArt hshhss. It was too adorable that I want to write about- (i had to delete the Liyue gang bc i didnt know what to put there- if you want to see it, you may request when the request status is open-). Hope ya’ll enjoy it!

Reader’s Gender: Neutral

Warning: extreme fluffiness,, beware

Kaeya Alberich

Kaeya probably expected it to be honest.. though he would still act surprise and all (amazing acting skills 👏). He thinks its pretty adorable how you just came up to him and just boop his nose.

Even if you tried to catch him off-guard, you ain’t be able to do that bro. For some reason, he knows that you’ll boop him. I swear he’s secretly a psychic-

Kaeya is the kind of guy that resturns a gesture, so if you boop his nose, he would also return the booping. He would just lightly tap on your nose with a smirk. If he’s in a more cheeky and teasing mood, he will use his nose to boop yours.

“Sorry, darling, but you can’t surprise me.” Kaeya’s teasing voice rang through the walls of Mondstadt. You can almost hear the smirk in his voice. You huffed as you went out of your hiding spot. Found out.. again.

He only laughed at your misery, in which you returned with a glare and huff. “C’mon now, my star,, if you keep staring at me with that face, you’ll age faster.” Kaeya said as he playfully boops your nose. You wrinkled your nose.

“That’s not true.” He can only chuckled while placing one hand on his hips. “Well,, come now, starlight.” You raise a brow at him, not getting what he’s asking for. “Have you forgotten why you’re hiding in the first place? Tsk,, that’s fast.” Kaeya said in a almost mocking voice.

You rolled your eyes playfully as you boop his nose while saying “boop”. He can only gaze at you adoringly as you laughed at what you did. Honestly, the things he’ll do for love-

Diluc Ragnvindr

Surprising and flustering Diluc is quite easy. Kissing, hugging, cuddling, you name it. Booping is one in the list. You can quite literally catch him off-guard everytime you go booping his nose.

It might be funny to you, him on the other hand? Has mixed feelings. He’s amused by it but also embarrassed by it. He’ll always have a light red on his cheeks whenever you boop him.

Diluc returning the booping is as rare as getting Childe- (ahem srry,, im just salty that he hasn’t come home yet). Though he would return it if he’s in a teasing or good mood. Though it’ll only happen if no one’s around.

Boop

Diluc blinks before blushing slightly when he realized what happened. You smirked in victory while looking at you. “I win!” Diluc sighs before smiling fondly. “It wasn’t even a competition to begin with.”

“Well you don’t want to boop my nose.” You pouted as you trailed behind him while he walks. He chuckles before stopping. You didn’t expect him to stop suddenly so you bump into his back. “Oof- what happened-?”

Boop

You blink before squealing in delight. Whilst Diluc made a hasty escape with his hand on his lips. You have a excited look on your face as you chased him. “You finally boop me!” “S-Shut up..”

Venti

Actually, I think he’ll initiate the booping. He’s the kind of guy that’ll just suddenly boop your nose with his finger while chuckling. Well, two can play this game.

You slowly retaliate with your boops, and his with his own. It soon turns into a mini competition on how many times you could surprise each other by booping their nose.

Everyone in Mondstadt by now knows about your competition. Honestly speaking, they think it’s quite adorable to watch. Oh and he also sometimes tackle you to the ground while booping his nose with yours-

You shriek in surprise when something - rather, someone - landed on your back, which resulted you to fall face flat to the ground. You oof’ed at the weight behind you. You crane your head to the left with a annoyed look on your face.

“Venti! That’s now how you’re supposed to play!” Venti only laughed as he sat up behind your back, but didn’t get off. “Well, we didn’t really have rules to begin with.” Venti cheekily explained. You huffed, not saying anything, knowing full well that he’s right.

He grinned in satisfaction as he gets off of you. He helped you up. You dusted yourself off before turning to him to say something until—

You blushed brightly when he kissed your nose. “V-Venti!!” You screamed. When he pulled away, he puts out his tongue at you before booping your nose once more with his finger. “Well, what do you say? I would guess that I’m the winner!” Your mind was currently blank at what he did. He noticed as he chuckled at your dreamy state. “Whoops. Looks like I broke them.”

Razor

Razor is used to hitting foreheads together with his partner as a sign of affections. So when you boop him for the first time, he would be confused. He would ask you why you did that. Once he knew that it was a sign of affections, he would also do it to you.

Though, he likes booping his nose with you and giving you a eskimo kiss (not like he knew that but-). Which usually results in him kissing you on the cheeks-

If you boop him, he would return it of course. He would always laugh whenever you do it though, it’s quite adorable actually- he doesn’t know why he’s laughing but hey, atleast he’s laughing.

You giggled when you boop him. He went cross-eyed for a second before laughing. He scoop you in a hug and gave you a boop on your nose as well. “I.. love you very much.. my mate.” He said while giving you a closed-eyed smile.

You laughed alongside him. “I love you too, Razor.” You give him an eskimo kiss. His smile grew more at the feeling of your nose against his.

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[dangan-writing]

I need a n g s t

Kokichi, Nagito and Shuichi with a s/o that’s really forgiving? You could make them end up in the hospital and they’d forgive you

So what if they accidentally kill them and their s/o still forgives them?

If you want, you can do a happy ending where they live! Your choice! :)

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*__ i pick different endings if that's okay Anon, And i picked it to be in the killing game, please tell me if you want it to be changed Anon.

*__ and i apologise if it seems rushed, it's hard to write for 3 character's. And also because you were probably waiting for so long. you can still request for me to remake it Anon, don't worry ^^

*___ Tw -> Ch/king, po/soning, Ka/de, caps, violence, curse words, f/re, injuries

*___Mod Miaya___*

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*___Kokichi Oma___*

When somebody hurts you Kokichi will be fucking rude to them since they don't deserve respect since they hurted you

"Ah Kokichi! Calm down, it didn't hurt that much! I'm okay, see?" You try to move around, but gasping because of the pain "O-Oh.." "See! You got really hurt! That person is gonna get it!!" Kokichi wails "H-hey, i forgive them.. it's not like they murdered me or anything! I'm still here, with just some small injury!" You giggled "Are you that nice?" Kokichi mumbled, before getting up "Hey c'mon! Let's go to Keeboy and have fun with him!" Kokichi smiled mischievously, you laugh "let's go."

That was actually to distract you and go to the person who hurted you and prank the fuck out of the person-

He's concerned about you, i mean. A forgiving S/O? He'll be watching out the people who talks to you, he's a liar. He'll know if they're lying or not. It's impossible for them to hurt you since you have a liar by your side! Impossible he says as he didn't realize they lied in front of his face as you and the person walked away together

After a few minutes passed, he was concerned. Why were you two taking so long? You two must not have been- no, that can't be. Unless...

Shit.. he ran looking after you "S/O!!~ where are you?~ we better not play hide and seek! You'd know i win easily~" he tried to keep up his facade, not wanting to freak himself out... then he saw you tied up, with blood and bruises all over you, with you breathing heavily.

"S/O!" He ran towards you, not even noticing the trap beneath him. As he tried to remove the ropes around you, as he turned around, the door was closed and fire started appearing "Oh shit, t-there was a trap?" He was trying to remove the ropes but it was too tight "Aha.. Don't worry we'll get out of h-here S/O! And we'll get that bastard later for doing this to you dear!" He started to breathe heavily, some smoke blocking his vision. He started to grow weaker "H-ha.. S/O i'm t-truly sorry.." he passed out, luckily people started to bust the door open. The people.. Gonta, and Kaito. With Tenko and the other people "S/O, KOKICHI!" Gonta yelled "Is there any water to put the fire out?" Tenko asked, she doesn't even care if the males save them she just wants them to be saved "I have it here!" Kaito yelled holding some fire grenades with him, he passed the fire grenades to everyone and they started to throw it in the fire

After some minutes, the fire stopped. The others rushed in there finding you two, they picked you two up and put you two in the dorms, Kirumi offered to heal you two. 1st degree burns.. a lot of bruises and blood on you. It took you two two days to wake up.. Kokichi woke up first "nghn.. uh what happened?" Kokichi asked, confused before realizing "ah!- is S/O okay! They better be okay!" Kokichi pouted, looking at Kirumi "they're okay, they just needed more rest then they'll be fine, no need to wory Kokichi. I attended to their injuries quickly after everyone pulled you two out of the fire, they are right next to you Kokichi." Kokichi looked next to him to see you beside him resting peacefully "oh damn, nishishi~" Kokichi looked at Kirumi "Can you leave? I have something to do, like a leader would do!" Kokichi just want to cuddle you actually. Kirumi did as he said, but she knew that he wanted to cuddle you after seeing you there beside him, she smiled.

Cuddling..

After some cuddling you woke up aswell due to his constant moving

"Mmmm Koshi..?" You groaned, half asleep. You rubbed your eyes for a bit "Heeeeey your awake noow! You take too long to wake up!" Kokichi childishly pouted, it's too adorable to be guilty with it, you laugh "That's not going to work in me, that's too adorable y'know?" Kokichi tried his scary face, it's a little intimidating. But it's still cute "still cute-" "Man can't you be scared of me!?" Kokichi cried out! Shaking his arms like a child

After you two were okay now, everyone besides one was trying to find the person who almost killed the both of you

It took 1-2 hours to find the the person who did this

It.. was Angie?

"Uhm.. Why did you try to kill S/O and uh, Ouma-san?" Shuichi asked Angie, who was tied up in a chair "Ahhh~ S/O wanted to give their blood to Atua! That's what Atua told Angie!~" Angie was cheerful as always. Almost everyone didn't believe that "Hey you almost killed me and my dearest S/O!" Kokichi wailed trying to attack Angie, but Gonta was holding onto him as Shuichi said, Angie laughed "S/O offered me some of their-" Shuichi isn't having none of it "Listen.. uhm, you almost killed S/O and Kokichi, how is that uh- related to Atua? And you started a fire for hell's sake...!" Shuichi yelled at Angie, Angie didn't smile. It sended chills on all of their spines.. it wasn't normal for her to not smile, since she always smiles. Seems like she isn't gonna talk for the time "Guys, please don't worry, i forgive her." You jumped in "WHAT? She almost killed you y'know!?" Kaito yelled "Yeah! The idiots right! Angie killed you!" "She's not dead you fuckin' brat!" Miu yelled at Kokichi "h-huh? That w-was uncalled for!" Oh dear now she messed up "W-Wai-" "WWWWWWAAAAAAAHHHHH!!" Kokichi wailed, annoying the others, especially Korekiyo, Kaito, and Maki. They left as soon Kokichi started to cry, except for Kaito-

"Like i said, i forgive her. I'm still alive anyways so that's good right?"

"You forgivable cutie.." Kokichi mumbles

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*___Nagito Komaeda___*

He's a bit protective, you forgive people so easily. He doesn't mind if it's the hopeful people but, the despairful people?? Fuck no he won't let them go to you ever again, he has a quick eye. He'll catch them if they are looking at you

"S/O! Why do you forgive such despairing ugly humans, they hurted you!" Nagito spoke, angrily confused, you are filled with hope thats what he loves but you are a bit too considerate about *everyone's* feelings, even if it's a inanimate object you still refuse to break it.. you really are filled of hope.. too much hope "Huh? Why i forgive people all the time? Uhm... it's just my nature to forgive them, i am aware of how forgiveful i am. I forgive them, but that doesn't mean i like them, listen.. i forgive people but i stay away from them. I can understand when i forgive someone when they hurted me for so long, that's why you never see me with the people i know that hurted me Nagito." You try to give an explaination, of course. You know it isn't all but you decided to give an answer for him to know "S/O.. i.. i understand, how stupid am i to question such hope!" Nagito please calm down we care for you-

You saw him walking, bringing some stuff. Is.. is that poison? Spear, rope, speakers... what is he planning again? He walked inside the warehouse, you need to stop him from being reckless again. But you didn't move from your spot, you waited for a little while. Then you heard fireworks? Then.. running, everyone? They walked to the warehouse, Akane trying to bust the door open. You still stayed im your spot, trying to see if someone is doing stupid. Eventually Akane busted the door open, then you heard

Fire. What the hell? Wasn't Nagito in there? Shit.. You run in the warehouse

"NAGITO!!" you yelled, trying to get the fire canisters and threw them on the fire, it only made the fire more bigger? It's a fire canister.. isn't it suppose to put the fire out? Soon everyone moved and threw the individual fire canister's

Soon enough, the sprinklers put the fire out. You stood up "NAGITO ARE THERE!?" You tried to run in but Monokuma stopped you "Uh-Oh! Unfortuantely you can't be in here for now! Now get out so i can fix this damn warehouse!" You all got kicked out, after 6 minutes Monokuma appeared "Yahhoo, now it's finished now go in there you damn kids!" it's finally done.. honestly it felt like forever. But no time for that, you all ran in the warehouse "hmnn, i smell somethin'.." Akane's nose twitched like a beast when she said that "...That's probably because of the fire earlier.." Chiaki said, and Chiaki pointed out the there was space in the curtains from here, Hajime walked next to the curtain. You felt sick, it can't happen to him plea-

Ding dong bing bong! A body has been discovered! After a certain amount of time, a class trial will begin!

Screams, Kazuichi, Sonia.. and of course you.

You ran to his body begging that this isn't real "plEASE THIS ISN'T- ISN'T R-REAL" You sobbed, the others felt pity.. They tried to drag you away from his body, of course they did take you away from his body.

You eventually pass out from crying, too tired to investigate for the trial. They dragged you in the trial room, you wouldn't wake up so they had no choice but to drag you in the trial. Few minutes later you woke up

"N-Nagito.. set one of us as the killer..." what? Set one of us?

"Huh? What do you mean he set someone as the murderer..?" you asked in disbelief, Hajime explained what basically happened while you were asleep, you just stood there. You tried to focus, you threw a fire canister in the fire, but it only made the fire larger than before.

What...? This.. is unfair unfair- no.

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"I know who did it." You spoke, interrupting their panicking which they snapped out of it when they looked at you "You only decide to talk now!?" Kazuichi yelled, obviously scared for his life "yeah" you nod "uhm.. may i ask who it is?" Sonia nervously asked, you sighed heavily "uh, it's me."

"W-what!? That can't be true! You saved me when i was starvin'!' Akane yelled out "Huuuuuhhh!? What the hell? S/O bought you some food?! That w-wasn't supposed to be allowed-" Monokuma looked dumbfounded until he was cut off "Who the hell cares!? They still saved me.." Akane looked down, it felt like Nekomaru's death all of a sudden..

Hajime and others felt like crying, you were like a leader trying to protect them even though you forgive people too easily "..." Chiaki didn't said anything, she just looked at you. You smiled at her "Do... do you forgive Komaeda-san for what happened S/O?" Chiaki asked "of course not! He set them up as the culprit you kno-" "Yes." You answered, ignoring Kazuichi's comment "hnm, you still forgive him? After he set you up S/O?" She tilt her head "yes, i know he must have a reason. He wouldn't kill someone for his own benifit, that's what i deduced, i believe he has a reason for this. He loves hope, he thinks me as his hope. He wouldn't just throw me away without an explanation, why would he call me a despairing person? I.. yes, i forgive him.." you lowered your head, you didn't understand any of this, why would he kill himself and you?

"Alrighty! Time to vote! Who would be chosen as the blackened?" Monokuma butted in the conversation "Goodbye everyone.. please remember me and everyone in this damned killing game." You smiled, looking at everyone. You are terrified of what kind of execution you have, but you tried to forget it.

This.. is goodbye for me.

S/O has been found guilty, time for the execution!

Right.. goodbye.

I forgive you all for..

*___Shuichi Saihara___*

The same with the two guys, he'll be pretty protective of you since you are so forgiving, there's a high chance you'll get killed because of your friendly nature and he doesn't want that to happen, not ever

"S-S/O, please try to be less considerate.. N-Not that you should be r-rude to anyone! I mean.. you s-shouldn't forgive p-people that easily, even if they are s-sorry. They hurted you uhm, S/O you don't have to feel o-obligated to forgive them." He hugged you, making you feel protected. You laughed

"Ahah, Shuichi. Thank you, i understand that i shouldn't forgive people that easily but, we really are just like that. No matter how many times they hurted us we forgive them. we people, are like that." You tighten the hug, smiling onto his chest

"S-S/O!" He screamed as he rushed towards you, you choking. He didn't realize he put in the poison instead the water.

"S/O DON'T DIE YET PLEASE" Shuichi was panicking, he is gonna murder his own S/O because he was losing sleep that he didn't realize that he put poison in your drink.

'Please pleaee please please please please please please please please please please please please pleaee please please please please please please please please'

..it....

..It was too late? He looked at your dead body.

"S-S/O.. I.. I'm so sorry... i'm such a failure.." he caressed your face. Sobbing, Before.

Ding dong bing bong! A body has been discovered, after a certain amount of time, a class trial will begin!

"WH-WHAT THE HELL!?" Miu screamed out, she rushed to hide in Kaito's back "EEEEEEIIIII, POOICHI IS THE MURDERER!" "What the hell Shuichi!" Kaito stumbled back a bit. Their screams of terror alerted the others, making Kaede, with Tsumugi and Rantaro on her trail.

"H-huh Shuichi!?" "Aaaauuuhh! The killing has started! It's much more different than Sakura's death on Danganronpa trigger happy hav-" "S-Shuichi.." Kaede, Tsumugi, and Rantaro reacted altogether, Rantaro ran towards Shuichi pushing him and trying to do something so he couldn't move "Anyone here have any rope? We need to tie him up first before questioning whats happened." Rantaro stated, looking up at the others "I-I'm sorry.." Rantaro looked down at Shuichi "you will have to explain yourself later, we don't know if you are the culprit, but be honest later on aight?" Shuichi didn't reply

Korekiyo walked in the scene, with a velvet colored rope in hand "i heard that you will be needing this, and so i give this rope to you Amami-san.." Korekiyo handed him the rope " Thanks Kiyo." Amami tied up Shuichi but didn't question on how Korekiyo found the rope but he isn't complaining "Kekehehe.. it is no problem Amami-san..." weirdo..

After they tied him up, they investigated the crime scene first before talking to him because that will waste their time, as they all went to the trial grounds, with Shuichi still tied up. Kaito guarding so he couldn't run away.

"So.. Shuichi, Why did you plan on killing your S/O. Your S/O." Rantaro said. Even if he is not your S/O he cared abiut you deeply, to just see your dead body fuels him with rage "Y-yeah.. Why Shuichi, you guys loved eachother so deeply, i don't understand why you k-killed them." Kaede tried not to sob, but horribly failed "I... i-i didn't mean to kill them, i was tired, stupid.. just vote me out already, i don't care if i die." .. Nobody tried to argue against him, he already admitted it, no point of arguing anyway

"Man you guys got it right! That was boring. an accidental death! Woohoo surely they wouldn't forgive him, he killed them. They wanted to live, yet. You.. killed... them! Puhuhuhu..lets get with on it, i have a special punishment for the ultimate detective, Shuichi Saihara!" Some of the people were clenching their fists, the ultimate detective.. was going to get executed "Let's give it everything we've got! It's... PUNISHMENT TIIIME!"

...

..

.

Huh? What..

What? Why is he, in a pod? He saw someone outside of the pod..is that? No way, S/O?

You opened the pod, smiling at him "well hello there Shuichi, it's so good to see you again." You held his hand, he looked dumbfounded, soon tears started to build up "S-S/O!" He hugged you tightly, not wanting to let go "I'm s-so sorry.. i didn't mean to kill you! I-i... you can hurt me, anything to make you satisfied with what happened.." Shuichi begged you to do it.. he's sobbing, he's so sorry "it's okay dear, i know you didn't mean it! I forgive you! I don't care how many times you hurt me, i'll always forgive you Shuhara. I love you too much for me to not forgive you, or anyone." You caressed his face, smiling softly at him.

"A-ah.." he looked down before smiling, you standed up and he followed what you did "Now, let's go and watch the others now Detective Shuhara."

"Of course."

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[lynnthefrenchtoast]

🌱reading fanfic reccs

so. i made a post abt my favourite fanfics and asked for reccomendations. and i can say with 100% certainty these reccs DID. NOT. DISSAPOINT.

so ill be posting my thoughts after i finish every fic and hopefully we can brainrot tgt

⚠️: i dont believe in unsolicited criticism so this isnt a 'judging fics' thing. its more like 'omg this is so cool let me scream abt it'

in pitch dark i go walking in your landscape by snowbrigade

• i love the headcanon that the pearl galley is an..., aha,, bc one of my fav fics also includes it (unsure what fic it was but its probably Set in Stone by seredemia)

• HUTAO CONTENT WOOHOO

• e-escort childe??? im listening.

• "He wasn’t a good person, not in the slightest, but it was sickening to prey on the vulnerable." SEE WE STAN MORALLY GOOD MASS GENOCIDERS

• th-the way they describe zhongli god i mean we all know hes pretty but gOSH- IN A WHITE DRESS SHIRT?? WITH COR LAPIS JEWELRY?? MANZ I DONT EVEN DESCRIBE THE OUTFITS IN MY WRITING BC IM UNCREATIVE

• "exposing the salacious curvature of his legs." the writing feels erotic even though its not a dirty scene smhdirnr i aspire to be able to write like this////

• THE TENSION. thetensionthetensionthetension- also: gambling? not good. childe and zhongli gambling tgt in fiction? yesyesyesyesyes

• "Zhongli wondered what his eyes betrayed about himself." god. what an incredible line.

• "but a human-sized lucky charm isn’t convenient. The purpose of a charm is to carry it around, correct? One couldn’t reasonably carry another person around all the time."

"You could with dedication,"

• *lynn is filled with dedication*

• (thats an undertale reference)

•“Maybe I do, but ask me if I mean it with everyone.” 

“Do you mean it with everyone?”

“No, but I mean it with you,” 

....SORRY ID SIMPLY PASS AWAY

• “I’m a detective, with the Wangsheng Detective Agency.” AND EVERYONE CLAPPED!!!

• slightly embarrassed for childe telling a lie to the man himself but the TENSION. TENSIONTENSIONTENSION- makes up for it.

• "was sort of cute, honestly, in part because of how impartial he’d appeared most of the time." ZHONGLI POUTING. CUTE.

• “I do not believe I am that mysterious or handsome, so you can just call me Zhongli.”

“Humble mysterious handsome detective then,”

yall think youd do so good in a mafia au but the moment he says smn like this to me its game over hes won im giving him my info

• the deadness of childe behind his playful facade is something i need more emphasis on in zhongchi fics.

• “You say I’m bad, but who keeps paying for me?”

“Arrogance isn’t a pretty look.”

“You’re one to talk.”

hes going to be important. hes going to be unlikeable, i know.

• ...BUT HE HAS BLUE EYES HOW AM I NOT SUPPOSED TO LIKE HIM

• blue is my favourite color black is my favourite hair color HE HAS BOTH.

• "my camellia." bye. yea. vortex, his name was?? yea hes mine now.

• side note; i has to go back and check the fic for vortex's pronouns bc i didnt wanna assume then i realized.... hes literally a book character how would i be assuming hE HAS NO FACE LYNN

• “C’mon, you stared at me enough the other night to know my body’s in great shape.”

Zhongli curled the hand he was resting against into a fist, pressing his cheek to his knuckles. “I was not staring at you.” 

• sure xiansheng, sure.

• "He wondered, was it an innate inclination to distrust? Or life experience? His myriad of scars, mysterious lines tugging at Zhongli’s curiosity, made him inclined to believe it was the latter."

the innate curiosity to want to see someone as who they really are. MMM.

• "“Did you rest well last night?” Zhongli asked, an innocent question which made Childe pause, calculating some hidden meaning."

genuine consideration for my wellbeing? oh no. *pulls out wedding ring*💍🧎

• “Believe it or not, this is me being gentle,” *COUGH* *COUGH* HEAR THAT?? ITS LYNNS SELF RESPECT- FLYING OUT THE WINDOW

• "-Zhongli imploringly to call off his attack dog"

CHILDE AS ZHONGLIS ATTACK DOG MAKES SO MUCH SENSE AGAGGAHSDH

• “Let’s get some food, shall we? I know a good place.” EMOTIONAL ATTACHMENT TIME.

• "And you cannot hold a pair of chopsticks."

"I can hold them."

"Not properly." 

mood.

• im chinese and i also cant hold chopsticks

• “So with chopsticks, how am I supposed to eat rice?” He looked between the utensils and his bowl of rice as if he were figuring out a math equation. “Do I just… pick it up one piece at a time?”

Zhongli bit the inside of his cheek, and nodded stiffly. “Yes. Try it out.”

• zhongli, you true menace.

• theory right now: vortex is gonna be a part of the san flore gang.

• “if I recall correctly, you said you enjoyed those.” THEYRE SO CUTE

• "Am I not the epitome of caution?"

"No," Zhongli answered immediately, blunt as a hammer. "It’s selfish, perhaps even egocentric, but I feel responsible for your well-being since I allowed you into the investigation."

genuine consideration for my wellbeing? oh no *pulls out a second, more expensive wedding ring* 💍💍🧎

• THEORY AGAIN: VORTEX IS GONNA BE THE LEADER OF THE SAN FLORE GANG AND THE ONE WHO KILLED HAVRIA

• update: i was wrong abt the leader thing. THE HAVRIA THING MAYBE?? LIYUE QIXING??

• "Zhongli continued, far, far gentler than Childe would have been with himself." a detail. a tiny detail but wow.

• "He almost wished Zhongli would take his forearm in his hands and snap it in half, just to feel something familiar."

..you ok bestie-

• "he looked away politely as Childe changed into it, as if he didn’t work in a brothel where it was his job to be ogled. " TREATING PPL WITH BASIC RESPECT IS THE FIRST STEP TO GET THEM TO FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU GOOD JOB ZHONGLI

• "Cute, said a part of his brain, which he promptly dismissed, while another voice wanted to chide him into wearing clothes properly." ZHONGLIIIIIII

• the hotpot scene. ITS SO GOOD THE DIALOGUE THE WRITING THE CHOPSTICKS THE REX LAPIS THE FINALLY ADDRESSING CHILDES MYSTERIOUSNESS

• "This was nice. It made Zhongli's stomach twist."

• and

• "Havria was a vegetarian."

• amazing sentences.

• THAT GOODBYE SCENE WAS BRILLIANT. WITH CHILDE FLIRTING JUST BEFORE SAYING GOODBYE. AND WITH ZHONGLI WATCHING HIS FIGURE ALL THE WAY UNTIL HE DISSAPEARS. AND AND AND.

• i could literally feel what it felt like as you left your friend's house and soaked in the silence

• like that mix of 'woo im tired' and 'oh. its quiet.' TRANSLATED PERFECTLY

• "until he stood undeniably alone." see this line is perfect because 'alone' is obvious. 'alone' doesnt say much. when you say 'undeniably alone' it tells a little bit of a story: that zhongli is in denial of his loneliness.

• and that, i think, is the kind of writer i wish i could be

• "The hands in the mirror were covered in blood, sticky and red, heavy rivulets dripping down his wrists. The thick blood seeped into every crevice of his hands, stained beneath his fingernails. It kept dripping. He would drown in it. Even if he washed his hands again, he would not be clean."

• ...that imagery OW.

• "I mean, it's what a person is. Alive. Or dead. Or they’re you and get to be both alive and dead, but you’re a unique case.” THATS SO HUTAO TO SAY I LOVE HER

• ...ITS NOT FINISHED????

• BRO ITS SO GOOD BUT IT HASNT BEEN UPDATED IN SO LONG CRAP

..and thats where the notes end. PFFT

all in all, very much enjoyed it. thank you for the recc, SEND ME MORE THATS A DEMAND

#zhongchi #chili #genshin impact #ao3fic #archive of our own #mafia au #zhongli #rex lapis #morax #tartagalia genshin impact #genshin ajax #childe #fanfic reccomendation #fanfic #fanfiction

[antiloreolympus]

7 Anti LO Asks

1. Do you know what really gets my blood boiling about this comic? Persephone and Demeter's relationship.

In the myths, Demeter and Persephone loved each other more than anything. Their reunion is so important - it marked the coming of spring and growth. A whole cult was dedicated to this for crying out loud. Yes, the myths were far from perfect, but the Persephone and Demeter myth showed the strength of a loving mother-daughter relationship with Demeter searching endlessly to find her child that was ripped away and had her innocence forcibly taken.

Now, RS is not the only author to make Demeter this over-bearing mother type in order to put more positivity onto the Hades-Persephone relationship. However, RS takes this trend to a whole new level - to the point where I would even consider it misogyny.

How is it, she takes this beautiful mother-daughter relationship and makes it out to be an abusive and controlling one, and then takes the Hades-Persephone relationship from a forceful one to a loving, perfect relationship with no problems? How is it ok to ruin one relationship to elevate another?

I understand that many versions of the myth try to downplay Hades' actions, and even make it so Persephone actually falls in love with him and there is no rape. But it doesn't change that this relationship was problematic, and meant to represent the loss of innocence.

Then fans have the gall to claim this comic is feminist and then claim on top of that that Demeter and Persephone's relationship was the same in the myth? These fans clearly don't know the myths, and neither does RS.

Making Hades a good person is fine. Changing it up a bit to make Persephone's loss of innocence something else is also fine. But ruining Demeter and Persephone's relationship? Especially when Persephone has to spend half the year with her? So horrible. 

2. im sorry, but rachel cant introduce KRONOS coming back and then dropping it for several episodes to focus on a stake-less trail and persephone not knowing what lingerie to seduce hades in. like thats too much of an earth shaking development and huge stake plot point to just ignore for months to focus instead on something as minor as hxp's relationship, which only points out a huge flaw: why is hxp's relationship so minor in this? isnt the whole point supposed to be about them?

3. I think LO completely dropped the ball over Hades’ characterization. 

From the first ep I thought ok, this is good, we have some bones to see he’s not that lucky in love and is just tired and lonely, and while ignoring the creepy actions towards Persephone, I thought ok, Artemis hates him, Hestia hates, even Ares hates him, maybe once Persephone finally sees the underworld and probably gets to know him it’ll be a clever twist and they’ll be proven wrong. The underworld will turn out to be fair and just, the citizens will love Hades, he’ll be revealed to be a good leader and king and not like his brothers, it’ll be like everyone saying Hades of myth isn’t actually that bad, and it’ll help reinforce why this sweet and bubbly Persephone wants him, she sees the real him, not the mean rumors and assumptions, this is perfect.

And then it just didn’t happen. The exact opposite happened, actually.

We’re shown the LO underworld is cruel and unjust, where the poor dead are forced into slavery and Hades created a harsh class divide with him and him only on top, the citizens hate him, the underworld gods don’t trust him and openly seem ok if he’s taken out of power, he’s not a good leader and king and doesn’t even want the job yet keeps it for his own ego and grip of power m, and on top of it all he is just like his brothers, if not worse. He loves to get violent over any little slight against him, he hoards wealth and resources to enrich himself while his citizens starve and struggle to survive, he’s corrupt, he controls all the media and laws to bend to his will, sleeps with his brothers wife for centuries behind his back while claiming to be holier than thou, he has sex with his secretaries who are made dependent on him for any way to survive, and now he lusts after his barely legal intern who is also now dependent on him for her way to survive, and that’s only what I remember off the top of my head.

LO perfectly set up to prove Hades isn’t the devil or the false pop culture assumption that he’s evil and to show some actual facts from myth, and yet Rachel only ended up reinforcing exactly that and even making him even worse with her made up ideas, all while thinking having Persephone ignore or excuse it somehow makes it not bad or even a good thing. It’s honestly kind of impressive just how bad of writing that actually is. 

4. Chapter 172 is not that interesting. It’s setup had me excited to see Hephaestus and Hera and learning more about echo, but it’s cut so short. Because again the story can’t leave HXP out for 2 seconds.

I can also see why Zeus is gonna go insane. 

5. i agree w/ other anon. LO should have pulled a PJO or a BoZ and just made up OCs and have them interact with the gods than whatever Rachel thinks shes doing, which is lying she's being accurate and faithful while completely changing all of it, removing what is needed, and adding what isnt so that it lines up with no actual myth besides like, various 50 shades fanfic she read in 2015 and some popular tumblr text posts.

6 . the animation studio behind blood of zeus literally can only draw one face for the men and one face for the women and they were still able to make the gods all look distinct and hot while LO can't even bother to use more than 6 colors and can only have the women look as tiny as possible with the biggest boobs while the men are all just lego men.

7. ////FP SPOILERS////

Okay so like I stopped reading LO way back before season 1 ended, and a majority of my knowledge of the series comes from what I read here on your blog which is enough for me lol and I decided to read the latest 5 chapters just to see what's up (on zahard. I refuse to give the actual series any views)

And I just. Could not take the whole scene with Daphne running from Apollo seriously? The anatomy and art inconsistency was so distracting that i genuinely could not find it serious. Even when Thanatos discovers her hibernated body I couldn't take it seriously because of how she looked?

And when Hades had that call (??? Was it a call? Or his inner dialogue? I couldn't really tell ngl) with Zeus and said he's causing Persephone unnecessary distress, and that she didn't pose any threat. B!tch??? She killed a ton of mortals??? She has no control over her powers???? She's literally a fugitive for the aforementioned things??? She apparently woke Kronos up? (Idk if anyone knows about that, again my knowledge only spans to whatever I read here) Hello????

And I have a lot to say about the chapters starting the trial but I'll only mention one thing; Hades saying "I don't think blindly supporting my little brother would be doing him any favours (as a ruler)" had me cackling. This is coming from a guy blindly supporting a girl he's literally only known for a few weeks, who's like what, only recently turned 20? Sit tf down Hades you're not cool, you creepy ass overgrown smurf.

Overall I still hate this series lmao. Regarding art though I feel like I wouldn't be so miffed about the anatomy much if the character designs were consistent and the story was compelling. They literally change hairstyles and body types frame by frame, and it's distracting.

The timeline from what I read here is laughable. 4 years in publication with almost 200 chapters and you're telling me only like a month has passed canonically. That's wild and such poor writing.

And as someone who literally will sympathise with any lead character pretty quickly, the story makes me hate them. It makes me want to root against them. I also hate the fact this trash is somehow top ranked on webtoons when so many other stories are far better then it.

Anyway, many thanks to this blog for existing and allowing me to dump so much text here to vent out my hate for this series lmao. You the mvp fam, hope you're having a good day 🥂🥂🥂

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #lo critical

[mxchellesworld]

You know biggie?

Spencer Reid x Poc!Reader

Synopsis; Where Spencer enlists help from Morgan to try and impress you

Warnings; none, mention of smut, mostly fluff

a/n; this is very much a self indulgent thought i have so im very sorry that i modeled y/n kind of like myself. also as a black/mexican girl it is so upsetting that are rarely fics with cm characters and a poc so here we are. anyways hope you enjoy!

***

The day you walked into the BAU Spencer knew he was fucked. Though that’s how Derek put it, he wouldn’t disagree. From the moment he saw you were able to get Hotch to smile he knew you were special. 

You were a ball of vibrant energy. Always trying to bring people up when they were having a tough time. While you’d never admit it, Garcia had a run for her money. 

He was lucky enough to have his desk next to yours. Every time you walked by him in the morning, the mix of your coconut shampoo and the bright smile you gave him pushed him to do his best. 

Now he wasn’t a jealous man at all. It was more so that he wished to be able to have some moments with you like the ones you share with others. The one he wanted the most was how you acted with Morgan. 

Of course he was the big brother figure to everyone. So naturally whenever he was driving you’d always yell out, “shotgun” to sit with him. Spencer would just playfully groan but had no problem giving up his seat for you. If anything it was the perfect time to admire you. 

Even on the dullest cases you were able to lighten the mood by connecting your phone to the aux and blasting your favorite songs. He’d watch how you’d start poking Morgan’s arm as he drove to try and get him to rap along with you. 

Spencer would notice how he would bite his cheek to try and keep in the grin begging to spread across his face. You’d then pick up the imaginary microphone and give them the performance of a life time. Aiming the mic towards Morgan’s mouth he knew he couldn’t let you down and would always give in to your playful ways. 

But his favorite part was when you’d turn in your seat to sing to him. 

The way your plump glossy lips would curve in a smile with each word you sang. The way your big brown eyes showed how the emotions of the lyrics flowed through you. Even when you’d get a little bold and caress his face then playfully bop his nose. 

Morgan would be looking in the rearview with a shit eating grin on his face mouthing ‘you’re whipped’. 

For the rest of the ride he would be entranced by your curls bouncing as you bopped your head to the beat. 

Maybe he’d ask Morgan to write down some of your favorite songs. For research of course. 

_

After a year of you being on the team Penelope decided a party was in order to celebrate. Rossi being the generous man he was offered up his house for a pool party since it was June and the heat was coming on strong. 

Spencer walked into the back yard where the party was in full swing. You had asked for just the members of the team and their families. The adults were sitting around on lawn chairs or resting on the edge of the pool watching their kids. 

Looking around for you he saw you laying on the grass with Hank resting on your stomach. His tiny hands would reach for your face and you’d playfully press kisses to his palms causing a roar of giggles to come from his small body.

Spencer felt a hand clap on his shoulder and knew who it was. 

“She’s something else huh pretty boy,” Morgan said while looking at you cooing at his son. 

“Yeah,” he sighed longingly, “Do you uh, what do you think she’d day if I asked her on a date?”

“Pretty Ricky I know you have a IQ of a million in there so you should be able to run some guesses.” 

“So she’d say no,” Spencer said with a pout. 

Morgan smacked the back of his head which caused Spencer to let out a loud noise of disapproval. You walked over with Hank in your arms to see Spencer rubbing the back of his head. 

“Derek did you hit him?” you asked with a defensive tone. 

“He asked a stupid question,” Morgan said in defense. 

“Yeah yeah take your kid,” you said handing Hank over to him, “Spence let me get you a drink.” 

The only thing he could do was nod and return your smile. You motioned for him to follow you into Rossi’s kitchen. As he walked behind you it took all his strength to not let his eyes drop down to the small wrap you had around your waist covering up the bikini bottoms you had on. 

Though the water dripping down your tan back from the tips of your hair didn’t go unnoticed by him. 

Reaching into the fridge you pulled out a beer and quickly opened it. He felt his breath hitch as your fingers grazed his while you handed it to him. 

“Is that ok? I know you usually like whiskey or something when the team goes to bars but I figured you were driving home so I thought maybe a beer would be better to keep you on your toes,” he had never seen you ramble as if you were nervous. The butterflies in his stomach fluttered at the fact you had been so thoughtful of his drinking choices. Even if it was something so simple. 

“Yeah Y/n this is perfect.. You’re perfect,” he said looking down at you. 

“Oh- I uh um thank you Spencer. You are quite perfect yourself as well,” you said trying to regain some of your usual confidence. 

Neither of you had realized you were standing there until the beat of an all too familiar song brought you out of your trance, lost in his caramel eyes. 

Hypnotize by Biggie Smalls

“God I love this song,” you perked up, ready to head back out to the rest of the guests. 

“Did you know “Hypnotize” was released just weeks before his death on March 9, 1997,” Spencer tried to say keeping his voice from wavering. 

“You know Biggie?” you said with a questioning smile. 

“Y/n I grew up in Vegas of course-,” he cut himself off noticing your raised eyebrow, “Ok maybe I didn’t know him that well. I uh asked Morgan for some of your favorite songs to get to know you and did a little research.” 

“Aw Spence that’s really sweet. How about you come over tomorrow and I can put you on to some music?”

“I will be there,” he said raising his bottle. 

“Great. And Spence, I envy your glasses,” you said with a smirk. 

“What? My glasses?” 

“Cus they’re sitting on your face and I’m not,” you said winking at him then turning around and heading out the patio door. 

He looked in that direction to see Morgan peeking his head in with Hank in his arms. It was crazy to see how such a small child could have such a knowing look on his face. 

Spencer groaned and walked back out to the party. Making eye contact with you as you passed on the imaginary microphone to Penelope who gladly took it and sung at the top of her lungs. 

#spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x poc!reader #poc!reader #Criminal Minds Fanfiction #chellewrites #spencer reid smut

[fantasydaydreamers]

so i never found a post about rules for you and if i accidentally break a rule then sorry but im pulling an all nighter soon and i really need some bnha fuel, whether it be nsfw or fluff- female reader if possible, im fine with most characters but i do specifically like a few which are bakugo, kurogiri, twice, kirishima, iida, all might and aizawa so 😌 do as many as you want, please and thank you

...So you've definitely already pulled your all nighter...I'm so sorry😭

Since it is the holiday season 😌 how about some scenarios based off of Christmas songs~?

Words: 1,837

Warnings: None

~*~*~*~*

Bakugou

"If I break my leg I swear to God-" You meant to sound threatening, but the shakiness in your voice gave it away. Bakugou watches you lace up your ice skates, rolling his eyes as he held out his hand to help you up.

"You're not going to fall, dumbass. Hold on to me and you'll be fine." Confident as ever, you glanced at him as his face flushed pink even though it was freezing inside the ice skating rink.

It was almost Christmas and Bakugou took you out to do something festive. Because of his quirk, Bakugou had an internship overseas in the tropics and you came along for support, but also since Christmas was soon. It was different not seeing any snow, but Bakugou had a plan to make it seem like home.

Which is why, as soon as he dragged you here, you knew he must've known how to already ice skate and that left you to suffer. On the bright side, you could spend time with him, but the downside?

You definitely would've preferred being at the beach.

Wobbling to your feet, you hold onto Bakugou's hand for dear life as he helps you walk to the opening to the rink, smirking. "You're like a newborn fawn."

Scowling, you couldn't even bother to retort with all your attention on trying not to fall. What amazed you the most was that Bakugou had been walking backward this whole time, smoothly. Because of that, he steps onto the ice first gliding slightly.

You stop right at the edge and glance up at him in question. Rolling his eyes again, Bakugou gently tugs you forward and as soon as you step on the ice, your foot slides all the way forward and you know your about to fall on your back.

Firm hands grip you tightly as you try to steady yourself, Bakugou snorting out laughs as he glides behind you. His arms wrap around your waist and his warm breath brushes your ear making you shiver for a different reason.

"Push off with your right foot and I'll push too. Then push off with your left. Alternate your legs and I'll hold you upright."

Nodding your head, you do what he says.

"If we were at the beach right now, we wouldn't have to do this." You mumble out, getting the hang of the rhythm.

Bakugou snorts again and pulls you tighter against him. "Not bad, (Y/n). Keep it up and maybe there will be some presents under the tree this year."

"Does Santa visit penthouse suites at hotels?"

"Haha. Now you're definitely on the naughty list, dumbass."

Before you knew it, Bakugou had loosened his grip around your waist and you realized just how well you were doing. "Hey look! I'm-"

Before you could express your excitement, you felt yourself falling backward and Bakugou couldn't catch you in time as you both landed in a pile on the hardened ice.

It was quiet for a second before giggles escaped your throat as you rolled off Bakugou. Looking over at him, he was staring up at the ceiling a little dazed. Leaning over, you peck his lips gently and watch as his eyes come back into focus. He grins and props himself up on his arms, moving in to kiss you again.

"Merry Christmas, (Y/n)"

"Take me to the ice-skating rink downtown

Even though it's 100 degrees, gotta get out,

Ain't no ice or no chills, no snowmen to build, most of our friends at the beach,

But my baby's in town and we're gonna do some winter things."

→ Winter Things❄️- Ariana Grande

Iida

(Y'all pls😭 the song I chose-)

Iida fussed around the Christmas tree, trying to make it look picture perfect as you flipped through his Christmas playlist, yawning at all the repetitive songs on there.

"Really babe? I understand all these songs are classics but don't you get tired of hearing the same thing over and over again?" Furrowing your eyebrows, you exit out of his playlist and open YouTube.

"(Y/n), I could use some help over here..." Comes his strained voice making you look over. Although he ignores your comment completely, it's clear to see why. Iida had managed to tie his hands around his back, tangled in lights, with a ribbon draped over his shoulders haphazardly.

He looked all too appealing sitting all tied up with his pleading eyes asking you for help. Smirking devilishly, you type in the Christmas song you had been looking for this whole time.

Putting the phone down, you strut over to Iida with a smirk on your face and his eyes widened in disbelief. The minute you dropped your ass low to the ground, you couldn't hold in your laughter as you then crawled towards him, arching your back as you did.

With his glasses disarray and mouth open, you crawl on his lap, reaching behind him to undo the lights while still humming the words. At a loss for words, Iida is immobile as you roll your hips over his lap, purposely leaning over his shoulder to see what you're doing, pressing yourself against him.

The lights fall free from Iida's wrists, but he doesn't move as you wrap your arms around his neck, brushing your lips against his teasingly.

He gulps as the song ends, closing his mouth. Smiling innocently at him, you peck his lips whispering softly, "Merry Christmas, Iida."

Later on, after he recovered from his initial shock, he lectured you on the importance of electrical safety and how he was in a hazardous situation.

"Santa I've been naughty but I swear I can be nice,

I'll throw it back baby for a stocking full of ice,

Diamonds, Rubies, Sapphires too,

Gimme that Gucci bag and let's see what I can do."

→ MERRY LiTMAS🔥- Mahogany Lox

Aizawa

Snow fluttered beautifully outside the window you and Aizawa were looking out of. The two of you were curled up together on a lounge chair, a weighted blanket keeping the chills away as the fireplace crackled off to the side. Both of you sat in comfortable silence, occasionally drinking hot cocoa and overall enjoying the peacefulness around you two.

The lights from the Christmas tree glowed softly, being the only other light source besides the fireplace and you sighed contently, curling further into Aizawa's side. His arm under the blanket curled around your waist and held you close as a light thump made its way between your bodies on top of the blanket.

Smiling, you reach from under the blanket, cold air coating your arm as you petted Aizawa's cat. The cat being Aizawa's because it was more attached to him than anything you've ever seen. The cat purred softly and you felt Aizawa kiss your forehead.

Humming softly, you tilt your head up and catch his eyes as he was staring down at you. Smiling, you tilt your chin, silently asking for a kiss to which he responded. Aizawa pecks your lips a few times and you savor the taste of chocolate on his lips, peeking your tongue out slightly to lick them.

A low growl escapes from his lips and you smile. "Don't even think about ruining this sweet moment, kitten. We have all the time in the world to do things like that. Right now I just want you to enjoy this peacefulness with me."

Snorting a laugh, you turn away and pick the cat up to cuddle him close to your face. "Awh, did you hear that kitten? Daddy Aizawa is thinking naughty."

Aizawa's grip tightened on your waist and you hide your smile behind the cat, turning to look at him fully, the cat staring at him too before meowing loudly.

Aizawa cracks a grin and leans down to kiss the cat and you release your hold on him, watching as the cat snuggles between to two of you. Aizawa watches too and you lean over to kiss him again.

"Merry Christmas, Daddy Aizawa."

"...(Y/n)."

"Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,

Jack Frost nipping at your nose,

Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,

And folks dressed up like Eskimos."

→ The Christmas Song🎄- Nat King Cole

All Might

It all started as a charity event.

Toshinori was offered to dress up as Santa, in his All Might form. In all honesty, you got a kick out of seeing him with a fake white beard on and glasses. The whole idea of a "buff" Santa was hot in general, but knowing it was your man, made it even hotter.

The number of kids who showed up just to see him was unbelievable and although Toshinori wouldn't be moving around much, just sitting, you worried that he wouldn't be able to hold his form for long. It wasn't hard to tell it was him and some kids had to of known it was really All Might, hell, even some of the parents came to him. It was hard not too jealous at watching the other women sit on his laps and twirl the fake beard around their fingers.

Toshinori didn't seem effected by it and you knew you could trust him. But, nonetheless, working as one of "Santa's elves," you ended up seeing everything that happened. It was an all-day job and the line of people never seemed to shrink.

It wasn't until late in the evening you finally seemed to catch your breath and Toshinori ho-ho-hoed at the last child. The person running the charity event hurried to close everything up and you heard Toshinori let out the biggest sigh. Since you were concerned all day, you ran over to him instantly. "Are you okay?"

He smiled tiredly up at you and let out another ho-ho. "Well, what a lovely young lady! What would you like for Christmas?"

Confused, you watch as Toshinori pats his lap, motioning you to sit. Feeling heat rise to your cheeks, you look around and see everyone else tearing down the decoration, too engrossed in their own world. "What's wrong, (Y/n)?"

Looking back, you saw the playful glint in his eyes and sighed before reluctantly sitting on his thigh. Wrapping your arms around his neck you raise your eyebrow in question and pretend to think of what you want.

"You."

Toshinori's eyes widened and he smirked, leaning closer to you. "Have you been a good girl this year?"

"Have I?" You whisper, everything around you two fading into nothing. It was only you and Toshinori at that moment, your head being filled with naughty ideas.

"I guess we'll just have to see about that later." He murmured, kissing your lips lightly before tugging his fake beard down. "Okay, I really need to change back now."

Scrambling off him, Toshinori changes back and you help clean everything up, excited to get home.

"Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing,

A ring, I don't mean on the phone,

Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight"

→ Santa Baby🎅-Eartha Kitt

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[vemuabhi]

Amusement park Date - 1000 ch special!

Hey everyone! This is my celebration for One piece 1000 chapter!

Monster Trio + Ussop

ONE PIECE UNIVERSE

Scenarios where Character and Reader go on a date to Amusement Park on an island

special Law and Kidd Here (Clickable) 

LUFFY

I shifted again as I tried to sleep. I don’t know why I’m not able to sleep but because of my shifting I woke my dear boyfriend accidently. He murmured, “What happened Y/N? Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“Oh dear, I am sorry for waking you up Luffy. I wasn’t able to sleep so I was shifting. Sorry again”, I apologised to him and he placed his hand on one of my cheek as he said, “Don’t apologise, its ok. Are you hungry? Is your hunger making you not sleep? Trust me I’ve faced that.”

I chucked and said, “Yes love, I know you faced it but, I am not hungry. I am just not able to fall asleep.”

Luffy hummed as he closed his eyes trying to think of something but instead I could see his head getting Red as a side effect. He sighed as he opened his eyes and looked at me and added, “I have never faced any other situation, other than that…”, he said in a defeated tone making me smile at his cuteness. “But! I guess if we do this, you can sleep”, he said as he wrapped his arms around me and got very close. He had his classic beautiful smile while he cuddled me.

“I am sure you can fall asleep like this”, he said and smiled widely making me giggle. He was having the perfect temperature and had the smell of delicious Sanji’s cooking.

“This really helps. Thank you love”, I smiled and pecked his cheek as he giggled.

“Then let’s sleep, we should go out to explore the new island”, he said as he pulled me closer and continued, “And… maybe go… on a date…”, with that Luffy fell asleep. My cheeks turned pink and I smiled at how

“Yes Captain!”, I replied. We cuddled as I thought about how amazing our date would be. With the comfort Luffy was giving in his warm hug, it was all I needed for falling asleep peacefully.

As for the date, we both got on different types of rides mostly the scary ones and didn’t even miss one single food stall. Luffy stopped at every single food stall as he wanted to eat all food items available. I was also keeping company to Luffy as he ate.

Suddenly Luffy stretched his neck and came closer to me. I gulped at the sudden closeness. It was a surprise and my heart started beating faster.

“Y/N… you”, Luffy said as I blinked and continued, “Have food on your face”, with this he leaned in and pecked my cheek dangerously close to my lips, where the food was and said, “We don’t want that to waste right”.

‘Oh god Save me’, I thought as covered my flushed face…

After a while I came across a small competition where people were arm wrestling. As I looked at it, I felt a chill run down my spine with excitement. Luffy was still busy stuffing his mouth with food in a stall few meters away.

“Luffy! Come here”, I call Luffy and he stretched and came to my side in a second.

“Will you participate in it”, I asked Luffy as I pointed at the competition.

“Woah! Seems fun!”, Luffy Exclaimed as he jumped onto the stage. There stood a huge guy who couldn’t be beaten up till now as he faced Luffy. According to now, he should be defeated in order to win the competition.

The jerk smirked as Luffy sat in the opposite side of his. He was underestimating Luffy and I really hated that. I know Luffy wouldn’t lose but I still shouted, “LUFFY! WIN! YOU CAN WIN”, luffy smirked and I succeeded in making sure everyone in the place heard it and even draw attention to the place. Everyone’s eyes were on the match as both contestants sat opposite to each other.

“Osu!”, Luffy said as he positioned his arm, and in one swift move, my Luffy got the opponents arm down with a bonus of crashing the jerks complete body to the hard floor of the stage, even making the floor break.

Seeing the scene in front of me, I jumped up the stage and hugged Luffy as he returned my hug and complained, “It wasn’t that hard… boo”, he pouted like a child and I chuckled looking at his face.

We got the trophy and were enjoying so much but in the end….. Luffy accidentally broke one of the rides and we both ran from that scene with the rest of the crew. Anyhow that was sure one hell of a date and I loved it!

ZORO

Me and my boyfriend Zoro, go on a date to the amusement park which was pretty famous for the island we stopped on. We also wanted a break from the crew and spend some quality time together.

We both split from the crew and go for some rides. We enjoyed the roller coaster and did window shopping. Zoro won so many games and got prizes. But we purposely avoided the shooting games because we didn’t want to bump in with the crew now.

“Woah! This is amazing Zoro. You won so many things. Im so proud of you.”, I praised him and all he did was to grunt. Well he is happy and I can feel it.

I smiled at him as he bought me a snack. We both were looking at the stalls as we ate it. Then I saw a cute Lama in a claw machine.

“Awww look at that cute Lama. Can you win it Zoro?”, I pleaded my boyfriend as I gave him puppy eyes.

“Huff… you are such a trouble. Now tell me what you want”, he said as he grinned looking at the claw machine. I grinned as I showed him the Lama which I wanted.

Then… Zoro for the first time in being in the amusement park… lost.

After some time

“Babe stop! Its fine if we don’t get it”, I tell my boyfriend as he tries for the 7th time to win the Lama plushie that I liked.

“No way! Ill win that stupid thing for you!”, Zoro grunted as he lost for the 7th time.

“I really appreciate it Zoro but we are spending all of our money on this claw machine. We still need to see all the other stalls”, I tried to convince him but he wasn’t listening.

Zoro inserted the coin in the machine and got the 8th loss. He was emitting violet and black fumes. He wasn’t going to give up that easily… even after the 22nd time of losing. He was barely keeping his swords away from cutting down the machine. I huffed as I look at my man who is really pissed now. I gently place my hand on his shoulder and say, “Babe… think of it all as your experience. Now use all of it in this game. I am sure you’ll win it this time.”

Zoro took a deep breath and closed his eye. He stayed still for couple of seconds and opened his eye as he got back to the machine. He looked sharply at the Lama plushie and took the handle and pushed it back and froth as he aligned it to the Lama.

“I’m going to get the stupid toy that you liked at all costs”, with this he hit the red button which enabled the Grip for the toy.

As everyone says… 23rd time is the charm, Zoro won the plushie at last!! I was too exited so I just jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck. Zoro took the toy and gave it to me.

“Trust me Zoro, this is the best gift ever because it represents all your hard work and passion of yours.”, I said as I kissed his lips. He blushed and huffed as he said, “Of..of course I said I’d win for you. There is no way I would lose to this dumb game.” He said as he happily took my hand and started to walk away from the machine.

We see Sanji coming towards us. “Hey Sanji! Look at this Lama, Zoro won it for me!”, I proudly showed my plushie to him as he smiled back at me.

“That’s so good! Well done Marimo! So you too can be nice to your lover”, Sanji said as he went towards the machine.

“I don’t need to hear it from you, love cook. So you trying to win huh”, Zoro stayed still looking at Sanji.

“I… I do want to get some toys”, Sanji replied as he played the machine and also… got the stuff toy in the… First try. He inserted the second coin and played as he won… the second time. I was watching Sanji awestruck I didn’t realise Zoro let go of my hand. Then the third win and during the fourth time Sanji won two toys at the same time.

“Woah! See two at a time!”, he said as he walked towards us and gave me a toy and said, “I need to give Nami san and Robin chan also… So I’ll go now”, Sanji said.

“Wait Sanji!”, I stopped Sanji and asked, “How… did you win in a row?”

To which he smiled and said, “Ah! About that… there is a hack where we push the button two times, we will definitely get the toy. Well technically I didn’t say I wanted to win, I just wanted get the toy”, with that he left.

“Babe did you hear”, I turned my head to my side and Zoro wasn’t there. Then I heard, “ONI-”, I looked in the direction and it was too late to stop Zoro, as I saw my man give one blow to the machine, “-GIRI”, making it cut into pieces.

“Zoro…”, I managed to say and then the red lights started to blink with a sound coming from the machine.

“DIE YOU MACHINE! DIE!!!”, Zoro yelled at the machine as I took his arm and started to run away with my plushies held tightly in other hand. Zoro held my hand and with the other he held the bag of items he won in the games. We were being chased by many people and it was a mess but after we escaped and reached the ship, we both laughed at the situation.

XOXO

“Here you go”, said Sanji as he crouched down and handed the third plushie to the little raindeer.

“Ahh! Giving me this doesn’t make me happy you asshole”, Said the doctor as he did his happy dance making Sanji smile at him warmly.

SANJI

“HEY! OVER HERE!”, Sanji waved seeing me as I went towards the amusement park. We agreed to meet here for today’s date. Sanji wore a blue Hawaiian shirt and grey knee length shorts. It was a sunny island and was really warm. Sanji looked so different in this attire from his usual Dress shirt and coat. Not gonna lie he can pull off any type of outfit.

“Y/N! You look so cute!”, he cooed with a wide grin on his face. ‘Agh! I was supposed to compliment him first’, I scolded myself.

“Thankyou… you… you look handsome too”, I managed to let it out in a soft low voice but still he heard it. His eyes widened as his lips parted and his face flushed.

“Thankyou Y/N chan”, he thanked and offered me his hand. I smiled and took his hand as we both headed into the amusement park together. Sanji not once swooned over any other girl from the moment we both held hands.

We both shopped and took some photos together. We both got on slow and romantic rides as it was more romantic. We both played many games and Sanji trying to impress me, as if he hadn’t already done that, won all the games. I mean we were told to leave because he was way too good.

In the way I saw a Horror House. ‘Woah! Did I just get excited?!’, I stop Sanji from walking further and asked, “Sanji, can we go there please”, I pointed towards the Horror house.

Sanji looked at it and smirked as he said, “Yeah why not! Seems fun”. He seemed more excited than I was. Maybe it was because he was also missing the thrill. We walked quickly towards the horror house still my hand in his.

We go into the horror house with excitement. We go in and see some jump scares here and there… not very scary yet… there we go to a room filled with mirrors.

Then suddenly a man in clown costume comes into the room and the mirrors made reflections of him. This took me by surprise and I screamed as I hugged Sanji. He rubbed soothing circles on my back as he hugged me back instantly.

“Don’t get too close! She is scared now because of you”, he started to lecture the clown dressed man as he still hugged me and we left the room. ‘Well I know it’s a place to get scared but… he was so cute when he scolded that person because I was scared. Poor man… just did his job though’, I thought as I still hugged Sanji and explored the house more.

Whenever I got scared he turned his protective mode on and lectured the actors. They were too scared to say anything back and ran away from where they came from. Which never I guess never happened in this horror house before.

We both completed our turn and I was still feeling the adrenaline in my veins. That was actually a very scary horror house I’ve seen. I look at Sanji who was blushing and smiling. He asked, “Are you ok now Y/N?”

“Yeah… it was scary… though I guess you didn’t have much fun”, I said as I hung my head low. He placed his slender fingers on my chin and lifted my head up to face his. He smiled warmly at me and said, “It wasn’t scary to me but, I did love how you held me close to you and how you relied on me when you were scared.”, he said and I blushed. Then I noticed, we were in the same position even now and my blush even grew more. Yet…. I still didn’t want to let him go. I still held him close and I said, “Thankyou… Sanji”, with that he came closer and made our foreheads touch.

“I love you Y/N”, Sanji declared suddenly. His face was so close to mine and I could see the nervousness in his eyes.

“I love you too, you don’t have to be so nervous every time you say it”, I chuckled and he giggle. He pecked my nose and pulled back. He started to sway my hand as he indicated to continue the date. I obliged and we went to another game. ‘What did I even do to deserve him’, I thought as we continued our date.

USSOP

“Agh!! Ussop! C’mon! lets go. It’s a good day, we are on an island with theme park… I want to go on a date”, I nagged at my boyfriend who was in middle of making a new invention.

“Oh… ok then, lets go!”, Ussop says as he got up.

“That’s my baby”, I praise him as I ruffled his hair and he blushed ‘cause I called him Baby.

We both started to head to the theme park with hands linked. He was blushing the complete time. ‘Could he be anymore cuter?’, I thought as I enjoyed looking at my shy boyfriend.

“Ussop, lets eat something”, I turned to see my boyfriend who was already drooling at the sight of all the food stalls. He is a foodie and eats a lot, just… cant be compared to Luffy but he has potential.

“YES PLEASE!”, he said as he went to the stalls to eat. I chuckled when he just shoved a burger down his throat, but my smile was replaced by worry when he choked on it.

“BAKA USSOP! DON’T WORRY ME LIKE THAT!”, I scold him as he chugged down the water I handed him.

“….Sorry Y/N”, he apologises with puppy dog eyes of his which are hard to stay mad at. I huff and accept his apology. I took his hand in mine and dragged him to a scary ride.

“Wait.. Y/N…”, he said as I looked at him and see him placing his free hand on his chest and continued, “I think I’m getting the disease “Shouldn’t get on that ride” help me.” He even fake coughed and swayed back and forth to make it more dramatic. “Like I’d believe that… but keep up the acting. Good job”, I say as he dejectedly follows me while I drag him to the ride.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! SAVE MEEEEEE!!!!! I’M GONNA DIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”, Ussop Yelled the complete ride while I yelled, “YAHOOOOOOO!!!!!! THISSSS IS CRAZYYYYYY!! I LOVE ITTTT!!!”

We both got down the ride as I beamed with happiness and said, “It was so much fun!”

I got no response from my boyfriend so I turned to look at him. He had this dark aura surrounding him. He even was mumbling something which wasn’t… a language I know. It even felt like his soul was leaving his body.

“Ussop… you okay dude?”, I ask him as I crouch down and hug him.

“I am surprised I’m even alive”, he said and returned my hug. He was acting so cute by snuggling against my neck, making me chuckle.

“No way that could kill you”, I place one hand under his arm and other on his waist and pull him up. He looks at me with his glossy eyes making my heart skip a beat.

“Ok ok ok… no more scary rides. I got it. So… lets go and play some games”, I suggest for which he happily nods.

We both go to the game stalls and I saw a shooting game. I stop in my tracks making Ussop to bump into me because he was walking behind me.

“Ouch! What happened Y/N? Why did you stop?”, he asked as I looks at the game I pointed. We both smirked as we looked at each other and headed towards it. Ussop takes a gun and starts to shoot perfectly and wins continuous prizes making me happy.

Suddenly I get a thought of getting a prize for him. So I place my hand on the gun and give coins to the person who was in in charge and take position. I fire the gun but it misses and again and again…. It was making my heart crush but I still wanted to win.

Looking at my sad face Ussop couldn’t help but step in. He gracefully placed his arms on the gun and pointed it to the target. We were in a position where he was basically back hugging me. It’s always me initiating hugs and kisses. So… this made me blush so hard. I was basically a tomato in Ussop’s arms. He pulls the trigger and shoots the target with ease, making me win for the first time.

I smile widely as I notice it. It was his doing but… it made me so happy.

“Y/N Look! You shot the target”, he says as he looks at my face. He notices how red my face was and how close we both were. This makes him blush hard. He slowly lets go of me. The man in charge of the game comes towards us and hands me the prize. He witnessed the moment and was also blushing.

I took the prize and handed it to my boyfriend but I hung my head low. I was too embarrassed to face him while I give it. He takes it with his shaky hands indicating he was also very nervous. I build up my courage, take his hand and start to walk with him to another game.

Ussop was very quiet but then he suddenly says, “I love you Y/N”, making me stop in my tracks. My heart beat increased. I turned around, looked at him and replied, “I love you too Ussop”.

We both smiled at each other and continued walking side by side with our hands linked. ‘Definitely the best date till now’, I thought as we walked back to the ship with lots of toys and prizes.

special Law and Kidd Here (Clickable)

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[carry-on-my-wayward-butt]

He did? Umm.. what happened exactly?

(referring to this post)

my 11th grade chemistry teacher had an associates degree in liberal arts.

you know how in virtually every class you’ve ever had since middle school, your teachers made a big stink about the syllabus? she didn’t have one. this was her first teaching job, which she got because of her length experience as a substitute, not by her licensing qualifications. we were, at first, excited to have her, because she was a “fun sub” and we were 17 years old and stupid as all shit. we were the “normal chem” class in a system where the only other options were “honors chem” which was filled with children who actually know how to study (or cheat) and have an air of proper student activity, and “AP Chem”, which is clear enough if you’ve been an american student in the last 15 years.

she followed the mcgraw hill chemistry book in order of chapters, despite the fact that our state standardized tests did several of the chapters out of order. ever notice how you’ll suddenly be looking at chapter 11 when just last week you were on chapter 5, then the next week you’re on chapter 8? standardized testing is the reason. anyways by asking my friends in other classes who had chemistry teachers of relative competence, i was able to discern which chapters i should focus on, and while she was distracted with literally watching youtube videos all period, I was turning around in my seat and walking across the classroom helping my friends and enemies with the packets. (she was a two-packets-a-week kinda teacher.)

yes i said enemies too. the people i hated, i hated because they were sons of bitches i wouldnt piss on to put out a fire. i hated them so dearly i used to pray to god that they would bump into me so i could throw myself into the concrete and split my forehead open and get them expelled due to the blood-clause of our “zero-tolerance policy”. two of the kids in my class had, only the previous year, attempted to set my hair on fire.

i hated the teacher more. 

it gave me extreme pleasure to see her fume and clench her fists when a student would say “i need help” across the classroom and she would move to get up and they would say “oh not you miss, im waiting for vicky.” jesus christ the only time ive ever felt a comparable high was when i was at a halloween party in college where i was literally so zooted i couldn’t move.

it got worse over time, her getting more and more angry, my ego growing larger and larger. i was a huge bitch in high school, i really thought i was the smartest bitch in the room at any given moment. severe main character syndrome. imagine that kind of person actually being right for 45 minutes out of every day. can you even comprehend the kind of frustration that would create? in a room full of little sociopaths who dont give a shit about anything but getting this joke of a class over with so they can graduate? your first real teaching job and they look right past you, the teacher, to this annoying little shit whose grades are completely abysmal? how are they managing to learn anything from a child who can barely speak in front of more than 10 people? who turns cherry red in the face of literally every authority figure in the building except you? who can’t concentrate and stay still in one spot for more than five minutes? all of your other classes behave! they listen! they sit down and shut up and do the packets! so what fucking gives!!!

so you say “fine, since you all HATE ME so much i just won’t teach then!!!” on literally week fucking ten of teaching. and instead of prostrating themselves before you, begging you to like... point at transparencies and read directly from powerpoints i guess.

and they all collectively say “okay” and let the chipmunk child flutter between desks and help them memorize formulas and mnemonic devices and shit. surely her grades will suffer if she’s constantly dealing with other people and you’ll have justification that her horseshit is “distracting” and “a detriment to her studies”. she got bored gave up on that after two days after nothing changed.

then we did the midterm.

except at the end of the exam packet was something we never learned because again, she was going through the book chronologically. because i actually enjoyed the chem book (so much that i stole it when the year was up lmao), i knew the material.

it was about lewis dots/structures. i couldn’t tell you a damn thing about it today but in december 2010 i absolutely knew that shit. i didnt have too much of a problem with it in the exam, but the students who had gotten to that point were complaining and at first she pulled that “you should have been studying independently uwu” shit but the class was about to get loud during exam period so she shushed us and said that when we get to that point, just stop, and she’ll mark it correct during grading, no harm no foul just keep it quiet. one of the more confrontational students called horseshit and said theres no way we’re trusting that and there’s definitely no way anyone will keep an entire classroom cheating at the instruction of the teacher quiet.

i offered to teach it.

she scoffed, rolled eyes, said “sure fine but you can’t get your exam back” and i said “okay.” so when everyone was to the point in the exam, we piled them all on her desk and i used the whiteboard to briefly and quietly explain lewis dots, used the book examples and problems, and helped the other kids understand. there were a couple exam questions that were lifted straight from the book problems so i skipped those. while teaching i realized i had gotten a couple wrong which sucked :( it was an incredibly stupid experience overall, and no teacher worth the paper their certification is printed on would have allowed that to happen. and fucking yet.

anyways everyone but me got their exams back and finished it and many of us passed, only a few of them did particularly well.

discussing the chem exam with friends who also took the chem exam, many students found their anecdote about the lewis dots to be confounding, for you see, the exam we took was not, in fact, the midterm, but the god damned final.

she had us taking the fucking final because she didnt read the fucking folders which read “midterm” and “final exam” on them

she was reprimanded severely and we all had to take the exam on different days, in different classrooms, sitting very far apart. after that she hated me even more. like girl it was your fault lmao i am literally a teenager grow up lol. anyways you can imagine how much more fucking insufferable i became, knowing how miserable she was.

it all came to a head in february when some students were giggling quietly following a minor fuck up on her part regarding bellwork. they were making fun of her like “are you sure thats not tomorrows bellwork lol” and a friend next to me did the “hey i need help wait no miss not you sorry” thing and when i answered him, she solidly snapped. blah blah YOURE SOOOO DISTRACTING blah blah YOU THINK YOURE SOOOO SMART DONT YOU blah blah blah and she was like demanding i leave the room and shouting at the top of her lungs at me “ YOU POISON THE MINDS OF EVERY OTHER STUDENT HERE. YOU’RE POISONOUS VICTORIA, YOU’RE A VIRUS IN THIS CLASSROOM.”

i will never forget that line as long as i live. it was like crack to me. i moved to open the door to leave and the vp opened it first. he escorted me to the office and asked me what happened, then told me to keep my head down in class from now on, and that if i wanted to help my friends i should give them my number and help them out on our own time. i was like “bro thats really stupid” and he was like “thats all we can do right now but i promise we’re working on it”

i lasted the rest of the year giving smug smiles as we did packet after fucking packet for the rest of the year. they were all take-home work. i wasnt comfy giving my number to my enemies. the class camaraderie ended.

the final was altered. my class took a different final than the rest of the normal chem classes.

i started 12th grade and got a solid case of senioritis. i told that story to anyone who would listen. while it was happening, i obviously told my favorite teacher everything as it happened. when i mentioned it senior year he was like “oh yeah i forgot about her,

she was fired over the summer.”

#let me tell you bitch i SCREAMED...... #anyways im not sorry this was long #its literally the only cool thing thats ever happened to or about me so shrugs #Anonymous

[karasunology]

⸙ ˚₊ ➷ SUGAWARA KOUSHI & OIKAWA TOORU AS DADS HEADCANONS ! ❞

✎ . . . i'm happy that your requests are open ! and for dad headcanons?? i am right here to serve my braincells for you ma'am. what about dad! sugawara & kenma? thank you in advance 🤓😘

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

✎ . . . will you please write about oikawa, bokuto, and sugawara as dads?? :>

❝ ― submitted by @ nonnie <3 ❞

-ˏˋ ➶ character(s) ━ sugawara koushi & oikawa tooru <3

[ trigger warnings ━ slight manga spoilers !! ]

✎ . . . DAD HEADCANONS.

[ BOKUTO KOUTARO VERSION. ] [ MIYA ATSUMU VERSION. ]

-ˏˋ playing soleil's tape ˊˎ-

[ 📼 ] . . . reposted because tumblr took it off?? ugh n e ways happy birthday again to my boy sugawara😔✋

SUGAWARA KOUSHI.

➜ before the arrival of your daughter, mans was totally cool about it; also ecstatic to say the least, he wanted to have a family for you for a long, long time, and when he finally has the chance to start it with you ─ he couldn't help but cry and be so soft on the spot with just the thought of it

➜ but he also couldn't help but be doubtful, doubtful of himself ─ will be a good enough father? will he be able to teach his daughter the important virtues in life? will his daughter even love him?

➜ but in the midst of those thoughts were you, reassuring him multiple times, that, if there was any man that you could think of, of being the father of your children ─ that man would be him, and only him

➜ ngl right now, mans wanted to give you another one after you said that 💀

➜ and when your first child was delivered, he was so encouraging and supportive of you, would whisper reassurance and words of affermations saying how great you were, how he was so blessed for having you.

➜ remember those doubts he had? all those thoughts fully dissapeared when your baby wrapped her fingers around his thumb for the first time, and suga couldn't help but cry ─ from joy? definitely, from satisfaction that you guys created this angel? of course. and relief? yeah, probably.

➜ sugawara doesn't want to spoil your daughter since he wants your daughter to know the importance of money and doesn't want her to end up being a brat

➜ but sometimes ,,, he couldn't just help it okay? ☹

➜ in the first months of parenting with sugawara, he was anything but the perfect dad but you could really see the parental instincts in him

“ kohana, come to daddy ” your husband, koushi, stretched his arms towards your daughter of five years; kneeling on the floor as you sat across from him, kneeling as well.

➜ as your daughter slowly waddled over to sugawara with a blank yet adorable chubby face, sugawara was overjoyed, to say the least.

“ yes waddle over to daddy ─ ”

➜ well, until your daughter cheekily ran across the opposite side, to you. as if flowers of many kinds surrounded her, she glided onto your surprised arms as you instinctively open tour arms out for her, a shocked laugh was heard from you.

➜ 💀💀💀

➜ your husband's jaw DROPPED Y'ALL😭✋ LET ME JUST AHHH

➜ kohana definitely got her wittiness and cheekiness from her koushi, and maybe some from you as well.

➜ sugawara let out an offended scoff as he got up so fast to chase your daughter around the house, as your daughter shrieked in fear and excitement as she waddled all over the place

➜ ugh IM SO SOFT RN, NO ONE TOUCHHHH MEEEE😡

➜ and when kohana was out with her with her aunty kiyoko and uncles daichi and asahi, sugawara was feeling a bit ,,, spicy that night that hey, why not create another one with you👉👈

➜ let's just say, while your daughter was eating caramel apples with her aunt & uncles, you were getting dic ked down by sugawara phew chile

➜ and after a few months, your son, shin was born & damn did sugawara love him

➜ unlike your daughter, your son is such a sweetie uGHHHH

➜ and loved his dad so much, is the calm and collected one while he had your hair and suga's eyes

➜ while the squad™ ; daichi, kiyoko & asahi would come to your house with every chance they get just to see your little ones and maybe even bring theirs as a playdate for shin & kohana

➜ ugh next gen typa thingz💅

➜ would play volleyball with them, but with a softer one that's a bit more kid-friendly

➜ being almost total opposites, shin and kohana would often bicker, kohana being the one to provock the fight and shin just straight up spitting facts, 6/10 of the time would win over his older sister

➜ periodt

➜ and if fights would get too much, sugawara would bONKK💥🔨 your children ( like those times where suga just fu cking bOnKs his teammates. )

➜ yeah that

➜ mans rarely gets mad and phew ,, if he ever does i just have nothin, NOTHIN to say😶

“ i HAVE NEVER IN MY LIFE YELLED AT A GIRL LIKE THIS, WHEN MY MOTHER YELLS LIKE THIS IT'S BECAUSE SHE LOVES ME. ”

➜ he'll never be angry at them for too long though

➜ but mostly, he'll just be disappointed rather than mad

➜ and honestly that hurts more

➜ since sugawara is an elementary school teacher, he'd often tell stories about your guys' children with his students

➜ like THAT ONE TEACHER THAT JUST TALKS ABOUT THEIR LIVES AND FORGETS ABOUT CLASS

➜ UGH WE STANNNN

➜ it became an actual thing with his students that they would every now and then ask about them

➜ would have such a strong foundation built from trust, respect and just love with his children

➜ honestly you'd fallen all over again with him BECAUSE HE'S SO UGSHHSHSH

➜ HUSBAND MATERIAL

➜ SANAOL LIKE CAN'T RELATE LMAO

➜ baking !!

➜ this is one of suga's past times, and even before you guys were even married, y'all would have at-home dates and just bake

➜ and it just gradually became a thing with your children every time anyone just wants to bake something.

➜ and most of the time would end up messing up the kitchen and covered in flour

➜ 11/10 dad, may not be the most perfect dad but your kids could never ask for anyone else but him.

OIKAWA TOORU.

➜ it started off as a joke, he couldn't really remember when it all started but he would always say that you would be such a good mother whenever you would take care of him when he's injured himself or just scold him whenever he keeps over working himself

➜ but after a few years and oikawa would never have thought that he wanted to actually have a child or two with you, it started off when he would spend a few hours until pass midnight to watch cute baby videos

➜ like why was he there?? HE WAS JUST WATCHING BUZZFEED UNSOLVED A FEW MINUTES AGO LMAO WHAT

➜ and his eyes would linger onto your sleeping figure ontop of his body, face nuzzled as he could feel your nose tickle his torso.

➜ he couldn't help but play along with the thoughts of having a child with you ─ to start a family with you.

➜ you guys were already living together at argentina, and you've support him through and through with everything he has pursued in his life, and what else was stopping him from starting a family with you?

➜ yes, his schedule may be a bit busy but he had always given more than enough time to you, what hurt may it cause if he had another person to dedicate his attention as well? someone that's the perfect mixture of the love of his life and himself.

➜ and when oikawa has already set something on his mind ─ mans would always get what he wants

➜ if i were you, i'd give him anything he wants ngl

➜ just saying y'all😳✋

➜ it didn't take him a hot second to make you agree to it, and before he knew it he fell in love all over again on the bundle of joy he held on his hands

➜ would pepper you with kisses even if you were tired from giving birth, saying how proud he was of you and how beautiful the child you both created

➜ like duh, it was yours and tooru's child, your guys' baby will be a HEARTBREAKER WITH THOSE LOOKS😡

“ tooru !! ” you exclaimed as you saw your husband hold out a strawberry lollipop to your daughter while holding her with his other arm, as your daughter was ready to bite it ─ MANS REALLY SAID NO❌ RIGHTS✅😤 AND PULLED IT AWAY WHILE LAUGHING BEFORE PUTTING IT IN HIS MOUTH

➜ i'm so sorry i just ─

➜ while your daughter LOOKED SO OFFENDED WHEN SHE STARED SO HARD AT HIM LIKE

➜ THIS BITCH REALLY HAD IT COMING FOR HIM

➜ before your daughter just straight up cried right then and there while tooru's eyes widdened and tried apologizing to his daughter

“ aiko baby i'm so sorry ─  ” until your daughter slapped the lollipop from his mouth

➜ while oikawa just had that blank stare

➜ while you're trying not laugh so much because you KNOW his ego was shattered as she held her arms out for you, making grabby hands until you took her off from her father's hold

➜ oikawa : i hate it here😙😍💅

➜ aiko : it's what he deserves :)

➜ but when your daughter grew up, she ADORED HER FATHER, she would be the first to to the door whenever her father comes back from tournaments, your two younger sons, akiro and haruki would follower right after her chasing each other out

➜ oikawa still dresses her up even if she wasn't a seven year old anymore

➜ aiko is a daddy's girl and that's on periodt😡💅

➜ while aiko had tooru's playful and big dumb b energy, and your your hair and his eyes

➜ your oldest son, akiro, got your personality, and eyes but his father's hair

➜ and your youngest son, haruki, has both your eyes and hair and is a mix of yours and tooru's personality

➜ and it wasn't only aiko which held her father at such a good light that if she told him that ─ mans will be over the moon

➜ but also your two sons which found themselves loving and dedicating their love towards volleyball just like their father

➜ watching his games is a must !!

➜ his ego would not only be ASTRONOMICAL

➜ and just the overall overwhelming motivation had him serving 4 service aces in a row on periodttt

➜ your three kids would fight over who could scream the loudest in the stands for their father

➜ when he's away and your children would have those missing him hours™😔✋ oikawa would always try and contact you guys three times a day and everynight he'd be telling you guys how practice was and would also ask you guys how your days was.

➜ would teach his kids to FLIRT LMAO💀

➜ but will never fail teaching them that they should treat woman with RESPEKT ( and just overall everyone?? not just of their gender it's just because of idk??MANNERS ? )

➜ oikawa : *drinks his respect wamen juice.*

➜ ohoho but if his daughter ever starts having boy crushes MANS WOULD BE ALL POUTY

“ but loovveee ,, ” tooru drags out

“ our daughter is starting to date, what happened to marrying daddy one day? ”

“ tooru we're already married. ”

➜ you're tHIS👌 CLOSE TO DIVORCING HIS ASS

➜ you : i should have gone for the best friend instead

➜ IM JOKING YOU LOVE HIM A LOT

➜ beach volleyball !!

➜ after seeing how good beach volleyball taught hinata, giving him advantages in the indoor court, he wanted his child to as well

➜ or normal backyard volleyball will do

➜ just like with his teammates, oikawa is able to bring out the best in your children

➜ just a 11/10 dad, he may not always be with you guys because of volleyball but he'd always make time for you guys and would never neglect and forsake you guys

#haikyuu social media au #haikyuu smau #oikawa tooru smau #haikyuu headcanons #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa tooru headcanons #sugawara koushi headcanons #sugawara koushi smau #haikyui x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu requeests #oikawa tooru social media au #hq imagines #haikyuu imagines #hq fluff #hq scenarios #hq x reader #haikyuu requests

[inkdemonapologist]

Some of my doodles for Session Six of our Call of Cthulhu game!! We finally got back up with that potion-maker from Last Loop and tried to explain EVERYTHING to her, since she’s the one who seemed the most ready to believe us last time (Also, we saw her voluntarily possessed by a spirit at one point, so it seemed like it would be a good starting point to explain some of our problems).

This went.... chaotically, as there are 0 tells for who’s talking and everyone was very insistent on contributing to the conversation. The alive versions of Sammy and Joey mostly stayed out of this mess.

ALSO!! WE’VE PICKED UP SOME NEW INSANITIES! Henry has a mania that compels him to draw/document everything he learns (in case we lose memories or loop again), Sammy still has the mask thing, Joey’s picked up an obsession with symmetry after witnessing his body horrifically transformed by a corruption across half of it, and Sammy, after seeing the Star Pool lurker’s indescribably horrible non-ink-demon form, is filled with a terrified respect for it and has become strangely deferential. I DID NOT EXPECT SAMMY’S SANITY DROPS TO LINE UP SO PERFECTLY FOR CANON PROBLEMS, 

Anyway, have some more out-of-context quotes!! Some of these are just conversation because imagining people trying to hold a conversation with three different voices coming out of “Henry” is my favourite thing now.

[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]

[Sammy] *summarising* (So we're gonna run by Josephine and see if she has anything that maybe we should know, uh, based on our current predicament, which has gotten even more complicated than the previous time we talked to her, which hasn't happened yet!)

[Alive!Sammy] Is something wrong? [Henry] No! No, everything's fine. Let's go. [Alive!Joey] ...I don't think anything's been RIGHT for a while...

[Sammy] (Are we, as a, uh, unit -- do we have the mask on?)

[Ghost!Joey] There's... three of us in here? [Ghost!Sammy] Sure, that's a normal thing to say!

[GM] Josephine looks like she is trying to figure out what to say, but she is having... trouble. [Ghost!Joey] Have you ever had someone... hang out with you... during the festival? Like, kind of, possession? [GM] She raises an eyebrow, but nods, and says "Yes, that's part of my duty, as a leader of this religion." [Ghost!Sammy] Fantastic. That seems to be happening to us. [Ghost!Joey] We're not, exactly sure how we managed to get... in the past again... but we're -- *points with Henry's non-sketching hand over at the live ones* [Joey] Live!Joey just confusedly shrugs and sips his coffee. [GM] "...Uh, go back a minute."

[GM] "And you don't know how this happened?" [ghost!Joey] Not exactly? I -- [Henry] Sammy fell into a Star Pool, and Joey got killed, or, was a host for the cultists. [ghost!Joey] I don't know if I got killed, but, [Henry] Well, you looked goopy. [ghost!Sammy] I don't know what was going on with me, either; I still seemed to be running around. [Henry] Also very goopy.

[ghost!Joey] So, that's a confusing answer! Um. Let's pretend *points at alive!Joey* that he didn't listen to you, and he went up to the Star Pools anyway, without the potion, and then something happened up there that resulted in whatever is happening to us now, which included us losing our memories and waking up later as the same... entity, but we didn't know for a while, and.... uh... it looks like the last time we saw our bodies that weren't alive and human still, they looked... corrupted by the Star Pools. [ghost!Joey] Do you know what might've happened to cause all that? [GM] "...I think there's a lot to unpack there," she says.

[GM] And, indeed, one of them has turned up a pair of gloves! It's somewhat worn, but they don't have holes or anything. Though they might not match your ensemble. [Joey] As long as they match each other, that's fine! [GM] They do that. [Sammy] (I mean, Henry has-- not to rag on Henry's fashion sense, as a man who's worn nothing but the same shirt and suspenders for twenty years, but Henry doesn't have much of an ensemble going on, really.)

[chatting while Joey's player steps away for a moment] [Sammy] Sorry for making you guys deal with Alive!Sammy; Ghost!Sammy genuinely doesn't know how to argue for this. [Sammy] It's like, yeah I dunno! Sounds like a raw deal! [Henry] Henry also doesn't know how to argue for this, it's like, Hey! Do you want a whole bunch of awful, horrible, terrible memories? ....No? Oh. [Sammy] CANT IMAGINE WHY!! [Sammy] Like, please? I'd like my body back? ...it's your body, we'd be sharing it-- but not like this situation, uh, [Henry] Just please, take... I have... take Sammy back. [Sammy] Could you take this off of my hands, I'm really tired of dealing with it, [Henry] I love 'im. But I need a break. Please come take your lost.... self. [GM] Your wayward self. [Henry] Who's this sassy lost child. [Joey] *re-entering chat* Ah, we're talking about Sammy. [Sammy] OH MY GOSH.

[Henry] I ROLLED A ONE HUNDRED! [Sammy] Henry is VERY tired and distracted. [GM] Henry's sketching again. He was left unattended for a bit and he's sketching again. [Henry] Yup, [Sammy] *sputters* HE CAN'T BE LEFT UNATTENDED, WE'RE BOTH HERE [Joey] HE LITERALLY CAN'T!! [Sammy] THAT'S THE WHOLE PROBLEM!! SAMMY WOULD LOVE TO LEAVE HENRY UNATTENDED!!!

[Sammy] Is the voice familiar? [Joey]  Is it the Lurker's? [GM] A bit...? [Henry] A bit familiar or a bit like the Lurker's? [GM] ...Yes.

[ghost!Sammy] Joey, what do you think it was? [ghost!Joey] I think it has something to do with our situation, and perhaps the fact that-- [ghost!Sammy] "OUR SITUATION" doesn't really clear anything up, that could be a LOT of things right now!

[Sammy] Sammy doesn't want to be back in the actual time we belong in! He's dead in that one!

[Sammy]  I guess it's also Alive!Sammy's turn. I don't, uh, [Sammy]  ...there's too many Sammys, [Joey] (Alive!Sammy just goes WHAT THE FUCK) [Sammy]  Yeah, I don't think he's prepared, when he turns the corner, to find cultists with swords, and Henry immediately drawing a gun and screaming at them; I don't think he's prepared for any of this, or has a game plan for what to do in case this happens, other than just, yelling, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” [GM] at Henry, or the cultists? [Sammy]  ....BOTH????

[Joey] Does Joey know of any way to interrupt magic? [GM] Injuring someone is a good, classic way to do that.

[GM] So, you can do an attack, whether it's with the gun or with your fists! [Sammy] *flipping through character sheet* I mean, I feel like I'm probably not just shooting him, I-- wHEN DID YOU ADD "DUSTPAN" TO MY WEAPONS???

[Sammy] The idea of Joey just continuously accidentally killing people is REALLY funny to me.

[Sammy] This is going MUCH better than the last time that we fought anybody! [Joey] Apparently Joey just needs to be really angry, and then my dice are like, “yeah, you can kill people.”

[GM] *flipping through the rules* Here we go, "Disrupted spellcasting, for example, if they are shot!" Well, okay then-- [GM] ......ohhh. [Sammy]  Uh, [Henry] "Oh?" [GM] HM! ........ let me get a d8. [Henry] Concern...???? [Sammy]  It's probably fine. It's... it's probably fine. [GM] ........ [GM] Uh..... huh. Well. That's an 8. [Sammy]  On the d8. [GM] Yyyeah,..... you disrupted his, casting,,, it's not a serious spell so most of this stuff is not extreme, but I rolled an 8, and that says, [GM] "A mythos monster is accidentally summoned." [Sammy]  WHAT?? [Henry] WHAT??? [Sammy] WHAT???? [Joey] *dying of laughter in the background* [Sammy]  I DIDN'T KNOW THAT WAS AN OPTION??? OKAY!!! [GM] I didn't think it was, at this level of spell!! [Sammy]  Remember when I said that this was going well? I NEED TO STOP SAYING THINGS.

[Joey] How is Sammy putting on the mask? [Sammy] With his.... hands...? [Joey] No, like, how is it laying on his head, [Sammy] OH.

[Joey] Ghost!Joey would like to turn it so it's like, in the middle of his head. But like, on forehead, so that they can still see. [Henry]  (A fancy visor!) [Sammy] (...you can still see if it’s on the side...) [Joey] (Joey would really like it if we, put it in the middle.) [Sammy] (...I FORGOT YOU HAVE A SYMMETRY THING)

[GM] You felt, when Sammy and the cult leader were both giving the Lurker commands, that there was a kind of tug-of-war going on there, and it seems like the cult leader won that round. [Henry]  Wait, we can give the Lurker commands? [Joey] We're allies. [Sammy] Yeah, we're the host. [Henry]  Oh, um, [Sammy] Sammy asked it for help! It didn't, uh... this is how things always go for Sammy, so, I feel like this is correct.

[Sammy] (...Henry pulls out a gun, someone tries to grab him and he just bashes that person over the head, Joey tries to help by shooting this cult leader to stop him from casting a spell, and this horrible weird bendy monster is unleashed, Henry IMMEDIATELY kneels to this creature, and it starts listening to him, and he grabs the amulet and starts directing it to murder people after pulling the mask down over his face, so, yeah!! I can see that being pRETTY UNSETTLING actually!!)

[Joey] And I've already accidentally summoned a demon, somehow! [GM] This is just how Joey rolls, he just aCCIDENTALLY SUMMONS DEMONS, apparently! Even when OTHER PEOPLE are casting spells, Joey finds a way to accidentally summon a demon!

[Sammy] We do need those; those ARE our bodies running away,

[Lurker, when asked if he can shapeshift] It depends on the host! I didn't do this. It's pretty awesome, though! I feel like this is actually something that was designed to be this way, for the first time I can remember! Deliberate, you know what I mean? [Henry] “Yeah!” Henry says, not knowing what he means.

[Sammy] We're very focused on getting out of here. [Henry] We're channeling Wally Franks! [Sammy] NO! Don't channel Wally Franks! He didn't get outta there he just YELLED ABOUT IT, which is what WE'RE DOING RIGHT NOW!! LET'S ACTUALLY GET OUTTA HERE!

[GM] You guys go around a corner that at least obscures you from immediate sight, though it's good the Lurker is as, uh...... [GM] ........ [GM] ........ [GM] ...uh, for lack of a better word, bendy as he is, [players explode with laughter] [GM] I TRIED, I couldn't think of anything else! [Sammy] NO I SAW THE GEARS TURNING IN YOUR HEAD

[GM] You have a small Bendy. [GM] He's blinking. [Henry] Henry is.... is having, a moment,

[Sammy] We're honoured you're joining us, but we really should get moving?

[Henry] Just let him ride on his shoulders like a kid, that'd be adorable! [Henry] Henry's having SO many emotions right now. He wants to be respectful, but also, oh my god, that's so cute?? and also my OC???? Oh my god??????

[GM] I don't think the Lurker is familiar with the concept of piggyback rides. I mean if he's asked I'm sure he's down for whatever, but, [Henry] Henry's gonna ask the Lurker if he wants to climb on his shoulders and ride. [GM] The Lurker thinks this is a FANTASTIC idea, because nobody has ever carried the Lurker around before!

[Alive!Sammy] Sammy's very pale. [Alive!Joey] You have a... Bendy now, Henry...? [Henry] Uh, kinda! This is the Lurker. [Alive!Joey] “The Lurker”? [Henry] The giant monster? He's... small now, so he's not a giant monster.

[Alive!Sammy] Henry WHAT is going on? Or, whoever you are right now, [Henry] It is me; look, I've been letting the others talk because I have no idea what's going on. I don't know... I just want to get everyone out of here alive. [GM] (What a Henry thing to say) [Alive!Sammy] *snarking* Well, we're alive SO far! Maybe don't run at people with swords, in the future? Might help with that. [Henry] That was Sammy. That wasn't me. [Joey] (*laughing* "By the way, that thing you were lecturing me about? That wasn't me, THAT WAS YOU!")

[GM] The Lurker settles down when it is clear that the hug is not a threat.

[Henry] (I AM LOSING IT! I hope you know what you've done to me!) [GM] (I was not expecting this either but here we are!!) [Henry] (Maybe it was my idea. I can't believe I've done this.)

[Joey] Alive!Joey at some point shows Bendy how to hold the pencil. [GM] He says "Oh, hey, neat!" and has an easier time. [Henry] Oh my god, cute? [Sammy] (*losing it in the background*) [Joey] I was just thinking that if he's sitting next to Henry, and he watches the Lurker fumble with the pencil enough, he's going to just, reach up and-- [Sammy] (I LOST NINE SANITY TO THIS ASSHOLE!!!) [Henry] (But he's so cute!) [Joey] (Well now he's cute, maybe you get some sanity back!) [Henry] (Like petting a cat! You get sanity back from petting the Bendy.) [Sammy] (Yes, he is adorable, I will serve him faithfully.)

[GM] Make a navigate check. [Joey] *rolls terribly* Joey doesn't know where the fuck we're going. [Henry] I missed the navigate check too. [Sammy] Ohhhh boy, we better not get lost... [Joey] Sammy, do you remember where we're going? [Sammy] Oh, don't ask Sammy. Don't ask either Sammy. [Sammy] Alive!Sammy will eventually ask "You DO know where we're going, right?" [GM] You guys..... uh, get lost! Well, let me check one thing. [GM] *rolls* [GM] ... THE LURKER, APPARENTLY, CAN GET YOU BACK TO WHERE HE APPEARED,

[GM] What a useful pocket demon. [Henry] I love our pocket demon. [Joey] I love our son... [Sammy] Joey, [Joey] Firstborn... [Henry] Adopted from a cult! [Joey] We went to Haiti and adopted a son. [Sammy] Sammy's role as third wheel here is getting weirder and weirder.

[Sammy] I can't believe Binoculars is a Bendy fan.

[Joey] (Meanwhile, Ghost!Joey remembers something? There is an inscription on the floor between the laundry room, and Josephine's room, that does not allow the passage of evil spirits. I... don't think the Lurker is going to make it past that.) [Henry] (Ohhhhhhhhh) [Sammy] (Hmm. Also... BRINGING THE LURKER in to see Josephine feels, hostile???) [Henry] (OH... I didn't think about that; he's just my kid now!)

[Joey] (I have literally no idea for Joey.) [Sammy] (Gosh, what a thing to ask... I just have to appreciate, what a thing to ask a Type Three -- "Okay, what's YOU?") [Joey] (Joey looks down at the mask, feeling all of his inner masks,,,) [Sammy] ("I'M COMPOSED OF THINGS THAT MAKE OTHER PEOPLE THINK IM SUCCESSFUL,,,")

[Ghost!Sammy] After you. [Ghost!Joey] Actually, I would feel more comfortable if you went first, [Ghost!Sammy] ...Fine. Fantastic. [Joey] (This is-- I don't know if Sammy can feel it, but this is definitely out of, still thinking about the slight guilt that ran through him when Sammy was blaming EVERYTHING on him, and telling him to keep them out of this,) [Sammy] (I mean, Sammy just thinks this is risky and wanted Joey to be the guinea pig, so, that's nice that you were thinking of him!)

[Sammy] A quick kiss won't be enough time for Sammy to like, stop bluescreening in time to react to this? So, um, uh, he- he just, uh, needs, uh, a- a minute, but he, will be, blushing furiously. I think that's the only reaction! [Joey] Perfect~ [GM] The spirit lady probably flashes him a thumbs up. [Joey] *laughing* Sammy DIES. We did all of this to get him alive again, and he just DIES. [Sammy] SLAIN INSTANTLY.

#call of cthulu: haunted hijinx #when in doubt just keep drawing #sammy lawrence #joey drew #Henry Stein #I get way too much of a kick out of non-henry Henrys #i wanna draw so many of these convos but like ITS ALL JUST ONE GUY #TALKING TO HIMSELF

[mobagehelllocal]

“wendy?” “hello peter pan”

A/N: Hi everyone! I did say I was working on a personal piece, and I’m excited to finally share it with you! This features all seven dorm leaders (Im in awe that you voted for all of them together...). I don’t really want to say anything else. I want this piece to speak for itself.

Warning(?): angst, character death

Please enjoy! Er... or enjoy as much you can with it being angst.

--

One of the last things you had done together was visit a magical photo booth. It had drawn your curiosity because it allowed the person--with magic or not--to take a photo, and change the background to anything the person had seen before.

The way your expression grew tender as you saw it work its magic was a sight he’d never forget. When you had eagerly shown him the photo, he asked you what location you had chosen.

“It’s my favourite place.” you had said with such tenderness, it caught his breath. “I’d love to take you there sometime... if possible.”

“At least with this photo, I have proof...” you had clutched it to your heart, ‘that you were real. that this isn’t a dream’ went unsaid. He wanted to reach out to you--to comfort you, but then you had laughed. Nothing could keep you down for too long.

“Now enough with the sad stuff, let’s take another photo! Show me something from your homeland! Please?”  

When you had left Twisted Wonderland, he had assumed you had taken the photo as a memento of your time together.

He was wrong.

You had left it with him.

You hadn’t given it to him per se. He had found it slipped amongst his belongings that you had originally borrowed.

For sure, you had left behind this photo for a reason.

As a way for him to find you again.

Though you both stood front and center in the photo, the background was incredibly detailed. It proved how important it must’ve been to you--that you were able to see it so clearly and create such a vivid image.

It should be enough.

It had to be enough so that he could--

‘I will find you’

He blinked rapidly as he felt his eyes burn, and he felt something slip out the corner of his eyes, and dripped down his cheek.

His fist clenched, before he flinched and frantically smoothened the photo as he gazed at your beautiful smiling visage.

“I will find you,” he swore to your photo. “And I’ll tell you how much I...”

He paused, unable to say it.

Still unable to say it despite--

And he cursed that he never had the strength to tell you how much he--

--

As the world pulled into focus, Riddle found himself standing in front of a sweets shop... The same sweets shop in the photo you had given him. He glanced down at the photo, and raised his hand to compare the image with the front of the store. He couldn’t stop the triumphant hum that escaped him when he reconfirmed what he already knew: the image and the place before him was identical.

He had succeeded in coming to your world.

“Bring the Prefect back, okay?” Ace had scowled. Behind him, Trey hid a smile, Deuce teared up and Cater was once--not on his phone.

“I will.” He said, with the same determination that had let him confront his mother--the same determination you had given to him.  

Now he just had to find you.

He turned his head from side to side. Where would he begin? He was stunned--your world seemed so much bigger. He wondered, was this how you felt when you first came to Twisted Wonderland? Before he could spend any time reminiscing that faithful ceremony, he heard a familiar voice.

“Thanks Grandma Sayo! I’ll see you later!” his head quickly looked back to the shop, and he easily spotted your figure. You had your head turned down as you ruffled through your bag, and he instinctively called out.

“--[Name]?” Your head snapped upright at that, and that recognition in your actions made him draw closer. His heart pounded, he had been spent so many months waiting to see you--to stroke your hair, to look into your eyes, to finally declare his love for you--and perhaps... ask you to return to Twisted Wonderland with him.

Yet the elation fades when he takes a closer look at you.

It’s not you.

It’s the same figure--the same feeling--but the hair is a shade lighter, and the eyes don’t have that same gravity to them. The gravity that pulled him to you. But there’s still recognition there--in those eyes.

This wasn’t you. He didn’t know this person but--

This person knew him.

“You’re Riddle Rosehearts.” There’s awe in the young woman’s voice. “Part of me always assumed... you...didn’t...” she stopped abruptly, and seemed to be taking him in.  

“You know me?”

“Of course.” the girl nodded her head rapidly. “She... used to tell us stories about you... and uh... Heartslavul?”

“Heartslabyul.” he corrected instantly, and the girl giggled. Sweet Queen of Hearts--she had your laugh, and something in his chest twisted at that.

“She said you were conscientious but...” The girl stared at him as if she saw a dream come to life.

“Wait,” he spoke slowly, and she tilted her head patiently. “she? Do you mean [Name]?” There’s a look of surprise, then a flash of realization, and sadness. He swallowed uneasily.

“Do you... know where I could...” his voice faltered.

“I’m... off to see her right now. Would you like to come with?” She studied him in a worried fashion, and he was originally offended--it’s not like he was going to hurt anyone but--he realized. She wasn’t worried about what he might do (like you, you had never been wary even when he had--), she was worried for him.

She was so much like you...

And Riddle wasn’t a top student for nothing.

He felt like he couldn’t breathe, he was clinging to that chance--that possibility--that this girl might be--just a sister or a cousin.

“Alright.” his voice is shaky and the girl shot him another look of concern.

He wished she didn’t.

He wished he couldn’t see how much of you was there in her.

--

“Grandma.” The girl who introduced herself as Rose--your granddaughter--called out. “There’s someone here to see you.”

Rose carefully placed a strawberry tart in his hands, before she nudged him forward. “It’s--”

“You don’t need to tell me Rose.” the scratchy voice from the big chair said. “I know who it is.” There’s a soft mewl, and a cat with brilliant golden eyes jumped from the side of the chair. “ Feed Ches, won’t you?”  

“Sure Grandma.” Rose shot him a smile of encouragement, before she gestured for Ches to follow after her--which the cat did. She shut the door behind her. It’s just Riddle and you in the room now.

There’s a moment of silence as Riddle stared at the back of your chair, stunned. He doesn’t know what to do--he doesn’t know how to react.

“I’ve been waiting a while, young man. Are you really going to make a frail old lady get up?” Your voice was weak, and he’s glad you couldn’t see him because he flinched immediately at how different your voice was.

“Sorry, I’ll...” he took a couple of steps forward, and after a deep breath, he turned to look at you.

Face weathered with age, hair like spun silver--but the brilliance in those eyes (despite how dim they were), and the way you smiled (despite the way your lips trembled)--it was you. It was still you.

In turn you studied him.

He was just as you remembered him in your dreams. Vivid red hair, startlingly gray eyes--normally sharp--now soft, sad. His skin is pale, and smooth. Still so very small, and young. He hadn’t changed a bit.

To him, it had only been months.

For you, it has been years.

He doesn’t know why, but he started to cry.

“Why are you crying, child?” you croaked out softly as you raised a hand to reach for him. He slowly knelt down, and when he felt the way your fingers carded through his hair--his heavy breathing turned into ugly sobs. You had never been the type to respond with such gentleness--not like this anyways. Back then--when he had gotten extremely emotional to the point his face would turn red--you would desperately distract him with jokes. Now, all you could do was brush his hair.

You had grown up. You had married. You had a child. You have grandchildren.

He felt left behind.

For some reason, he felt alone.

He had yet to graduate. He had barely started his life...

and here you were--at the eve of yours.

He--- ‘no, we’ he corrected himself, ‘we could’ve had so... much...’

“I’m sorry,” he cried, “I’m sorry--I was too late.” he sobbed, against your skirts. He felt your hand lower, and you pressed your wrinkled fingers against his cheek.

“Oh no... no no.” you frowned. “You... aren’t late...”

“Hush... You are right on time...” You brush away the tears spilling out of his eyes as he looked up at you. Your smile trembled, you looked like you wanted to cry too--but you weren’t. His heart tightened at that. What had he missed in your life that you--who felt and expressed all your emotions so vividly--now felt like you had to restrain yourself? He felt like such a child, crying before you like this.

“Come look...Riddle...” he unsteadily got to his feet to look in the direction you pointed. There were roses--brilliant white, and vivid red in the backyard. The sun was setting right beyond the hedges. It was a familiar sight.

Your last tea party with Heartslabyul had started at sunset--your favourite time of the day--and it had lasted all evening--with no one wanting it to end.

“Beautiful... isn’t it?” you whispered, “I wanted to see this... sight... one more time.” He looked down at you, to see the way your eyes fluttered shut. “I wanted to eat... strawberry tarts with you... right here...”

“[Name], I--” he swallowed, “I love you.”

Because Riddle does love you, and he will continue to love you. He had always planned on loving you until you were old and gray. Perhaps he hadn’t planned on it being like this--but the way his heart beats in your presence is enough for him to know: He will love you--until he too is old and gray. How could he not?

You exhaled very deeply, and you met his gaze with a steadiness he’s never seen in your eyes before. ‘Another thing he missed out on.’

“And I love you, Riddle.” you said gently, your eyes glimmered with the depth of your love. “Stay with me?”  

“I will.” Riddle’s shoulders shook as he reached to lace one of his hands with your own.

Your hands were frail and wrinkled--his was soft but still strong. He wanted so much to hold your hand as tight as he possibly could, but he worried about how much that might hurt you.

“Thank you.”

As the sun disappeared beyond the hedge, he heard you murmur one last thing.

“Riddle... let’s meet... at the rose garden... again... please?”

“Of course.” he choked out. “This time... I won’t let you go.” But your hand is limp in his, and he knows you’ve gone somewhere he can’t follow. The hand not holding yours clenched and the sweet treat in his palm crumbled.

Riddle cried again, for the time you could have had together.

--

When Leona breathed in the air of this new world, he instantly caught a whiff of your scent. His ears flickered, he sought out the familiar cadence of your voice, as he tucked the photograph into his pocket. His brow twitched, before he turned to his left, as he let his instincts lead him to the scent with a smirk on his lips.

“Be prepared...” he chuckled in a low tone to himself, already looking forward to your expression of shock, indignation and eventually... perhaps even...

“--let’s have a playdate again. Is next Saturday fine?”

The scent is coming from a woman who stood over what seemed to look like a basket... with a baby inside. She looked scarily like you. She had your hair, and your skin tone. While she did smell like you--she didn’t smell exactly like you.

So, after the woman she had spoken to left the park, she turned around, and immediately met his gaze. She tensed briefly, her grip on the baby basket tightened. She turned away, as she chose to focus on the child, but she looked up at him again as he drew closer.

He stumbled when he caught sight of her eyes.

Deep green.

For a moment he could see--

“Yes?” She smiled falsely, and he went a little breathless at how much it resembled your own. He can just feel the punch that normally comes straight after one of those smiles. “Can I help you, sir?” He hissed softly, before he pulled out the photo in his pocket and showed it to her.

“Do you know where she is?” When her eyes fell on the photo, she instantly paled, before her gaze darted back up to his face.

“You... you’re Leona?”

He quirked a brow at that.

“How do you know me?” She hesitated a moment longer than he’s willing to wait. “Well, herbivore?”  

“My... My mother named me after you.”

--

Leona brought him over to their house.

“She’s been weakening these past few days.” Leona fretted, as she carried little Jackie (her own daughter) in her arms, “the doctor said she doesn’t have much time left... but she’s been holding out...”

They’re standing right outside the door to your bedroom.

“I had a feeling she was waiting for something.” Leona bit her lip the same way you did, and he could barely look at her. “I guess... it was a... someone all along.”

He made to grab the door knob, but he hesitated, and turned to look at the girl--your daughter. She tucked Jackie’s head into her shoulder, and nodded slowly.

“It’s alright, I’ve... I’ve had a moment with her.” She paused, “you should go in. Talk to her.” She purposely turned away, and he took this chance to duck into the room.

You’re sitting up, leaning against pillows, your gaze focused on something distant out the window. Your hair is gray in the light, your skin pale and wrinkled. Once he shut the door, you slowly moved your gaze to look at him and he could see the way your breath hitched at the sight of him.

“You could give... an old woman a heart...attack, looking...handsome as you... are... Leona.” the way you said his name was like a caress, it was filled with so much love, that he could barely breathe. “would you... come closer? Give this... old woman... another chance to... see your eyes?”

He shuffled closer, and after a moment of hesitation, took a seat on the bed, facing you. You raised a trembling hand. Noticing how slow and weak your movement was--he leaned down, allowing your hand to rest on his cheek, before rising to meet your gaze again, making sure to use his own hand to keep yours pressed against his face.

“There... they are.” you whisper very softly. “The eyes I dream... about... I always said... if I could see you again... I’ll spend it... memorizing... the color of... your eyes.” He feels your thumb brush the edge of his eyes, and the tips of his lashes.

“Leona has green eyes.” he murmured softly.

“What can... I say...” your eyes were going distant, your smile was just the slightest curl on your lips. “I have... a type.”

“Lazy men?”

“Ambitious,” she corrected halfheartedly, “with green eyes... Green eyes... must. I always... go back to your...eyes... Leona. I love... your eyes.” she paused, her eyes dimmed even further, tears slipped down her face. “Leona... I love you...” He raised his other hand to gently brush the tears away.

“... I love you too, [Name].” he said so gently, afraid that any louder will shatter this precious moment.  

“This is... very good... dream.” you suddenly said, “I don’t... often... dream... of you telling me... you love me.”

And he gritted his teeth at that, cursing himself. If he had been more open with his heart--if he had been more willing to tell you how much you meant to him--how much he actually loved you--

Would you have stayed?

Could he have had all the moments he missed out on--could he have all of that back?

He leant forward, pressing his forehead against yours.

“I love you [Name]. I love you.” He whispered fervently, “I... I should’ve told you that long ago.”

“You... should’ve.” because of course, you’d always been blunt with him, hadn’t you? “Leona... should’ve been...yours.”

He exhaled sharply at that.

“I’ve always... thought that... you know?” your hands brush against his lashes once more. “she... should... have... your eyes.” He kept quiet for a moment, before he indulged himself in your daydreams.

“Ruggie would go insane if there were two of me.” he muttered, and you let out a shaky laugh.

“Ruggie...would teach... her better.” you commented instead.

“Does she like sports?”

“Mhm... She’s... taking a break... for Jackie...”

“Jack would’ve taught her to be an upstanding player.”

“Why... do you... think... she... named... her...Jackie...” your breathing slowed, and your eyes were fluttering gently. “You think... Cheka... would... be... a great... uncle..?”

“Better than me.” Your laugh this time was breathless, and in soft puffs.

“Sorry... Leona... Mhm... Sleepy.”  

“It’s alright.” he tucks your silvery hair behind an ear. “I’ll let you sleep before me... just this once.” he shut his eyes, but he felt the way your feeble hand pressed against the edge of his closed lids.

“Leo...na...” He opened his eyes, to see your own--the most focused they were since he found you again. “There... we... go...” you murmured so softly, even he had to strain his ears to hear your words. “I want... to fall asleep... seeing... those eyes... please...”

“Of course. Anything for you.”

You go with your eyes heavy lidded, focused on him, with a heartbreaking smile.

--

When he shuts the door close, Leona is standing right outside. She looked up at him with sad green eyes--and if she noticed how swollen his eyes were, she didn’t say anything.

“So she...” Your daughter bit her lip, and her eyes watered.

He couldn’t help it. He pretended. Just for a minute. If he tilts his head just a little to the left, he’ll see the light hit Leona differently. Her deep green eyes sparkle, brightening them. They could’ve been his eyes.

She could’ve been his daughter.

He imagined that.

All the moments that could’ve been.

You at his side in Afterglow Savanna, and the way the morning sun would’ve warmed your delicate features as you laid in his bed. For once, he would wake up earlier, just to see that peaceful sight. The way you could’ve looked, dressed in the traditional wedding robes of his kingdom--with gold and bright gemstones decorating you as a princess. Your fingers, laced with his own, as he made love to you--giving you physically, what he always had such a hard time saying out loud. You, pregnant with his child. The nights he would spend, ear pressed against your round stomach--probably thanking whatever god there could be out there for rewarding an ungrateful bastard like him, with such bliss. Leona--as he wished she could’ve been--born with his green eyes, and lioness features. The joy you could’ve had, spending time together--lazy under the light of the sun as little Leona played in the gardens of the palace.

Yet, the sun of Afterglow Savanna will never reach you here. You aren’t dressed as the princess you should’ve been. There were no gods to thank--only gods to curse. Leona was fully human, and when the light fades, her eyes will lose the spark that can let him pretend.

His jaw clenched, his nails dug into his palms.

“Leona?” she tilted her head worriedly. He raised a hand, and when she did not flinch, he tucked a loose curl of hair (the color of your own) behind a very human ear. There must’ve been something in his expression, because she reached out, and wrapped him in a tight hug. He inhaled sharply, and he pretended just a little longer.

“Thank you,” Leona croaked into his ears. “for making mom so happy.”

‘Don’t thank me.’ he thought. ‘because I should’ve been able to make her happier.’ He doesn’t speak it out loud, and only holds on tighter.

The universe could give him minutes, couldn’t it? After all, it had already stolen a whole future from him.

--

When he arrived at the beach in the photo, Azul’s shoulders slackened with relief. He had studied the photo endlessly--so he knew without a doubt that this was the right place. But really, more than that--the ocean, in itself, will always be a place of comfort for him.

It is his home, after all.

‘Well... that was wrong, isn’t it?’ the merman mused to himself, as he spent a few more moments gazing at that thin line--where the sky and sea kissed.

If a home were to be defined as the one place he felt most welcome, the most loved--as himself--then--

‘It would’ve been by your side... My home would be you [Name].’ he thought, ‘and this time for sure--what I failed to tell you then--many months ago--I will tell you now.’

“Only one of us can go?” Floyd had pouted. “That’s sad, right Jade?”

“Yes, Floyd.” Jade nodded gracefully, but he glanced up at Azul from underneath dark lashes. Jade had always been difficult to read, and for once--Azul is able to catch the conflict in his eyes. “But Azul has a personal stake in this too.”

“I will bring her back.” he looked down at the photo, crumpled from the amount of times he opened and folded it back down. “I have to.”

Azul inhaled the salty scent of the sea, which filled him with a sense of strength--one that often escaped him when it mattered most. When he turned around, he is startled by the sight of you. You too had an expression of awe on your face, like you’d never expected to see him.

‘What made you think I’d never try to look for you?’ Azul couldn’t help but yell inwardly, but outside he quickly composed himself.

“There you are [Name].” he said as a familiar smirk crawled up his face. Your face immediately shifted--first awe, then one of incredible misery.

“Are you that unhappy to see me?” he snorted, “for your information--it took a lot out of us to finally prepare the way here and back. Why I oughta make you pay me back for that.”

“I’m...” His eyes narrowed in response.

If there was one voice that haunted him the most at night--it was yours. He knew the timbre of your voice--from when you were happy, when you were angry, when you were sad.

That wasn’t your voice.

“I’m not [Name].” the girl in front of him finally said.

“I can tell. I know her voice,” she flinched at that, “who are you? her sister? or a cousin?”

“That is...” she avoided his gaze briefly, her eyes flickered off for a split second, before she turned back to him. “I’m her daughter.”

Azul’s world crashed down upon him like the unforgivable waves of the ocean, like the unforgivable jeers that plagued him since his childhood. Any strength he thought the ocean gave him, dissipated quickly.

“What?” he exhaled, he felt short of breathe, he felt his eyes sting. “You... you can’t be... we made sure... the spell is perfect--there should be no errors--”

As Azul rapidly began to mutter the spell and the theories around it, the girl attempted to touch him.

“Azul--are you okay?”

“Don’t you dare touch me!” He pulled back violently.

“You have to be lying.” He practically yelled at her--this stranger who wore the face of one of the only people he treasured. “It was perfect! Everything was perfect! Nothing should’ve gone wrong--”

In the next second he finds himself facing to the side, a throbbing pain on his cheek.

“You--”

“Oh shut it!” the girl yelled desperately, “Stop it Azul! We don’t have time for this!”

“What do you mean!?”

“She’s dying!”

He froze in response.

“What?” his eyes burn even more, and he could feel the tears trail down his cheek. “What?”

--

The girl introduced herself as Ash.

(”I was named after you... your surname.” she had said, cautious of the temperemental merman. “My twin sister on the other hand--she’s named Azul.”)

Then she had explained why she had found him at the beach.

(”When mama began to worsen, she told us she wanted to come here as much as possible. We were hesitant--it’s not very close by... but...” she inhaled, “Anyways... we decided we would try to bring her as often as we can--especially when the doctor told us she didn’t have much time left.”)

Eventually, Ash stopped walking.

(”What made you change your mind?”

“Pardon?”

“You said you were hesitant.” Azul spoke softly, “that you weren’t thinking of bringing her here often...”

“It’s... well, it’s hard to say no when it was one of her last requests before...”

“What... are you not telling me?” Azul managed to say, after he struggled to calm himself down.

“She--mama can’t speak much anymore.”)

“There she is.” Ash pointed out to a girl identical to her own, standing right beside...

You.

You weren’t faced their way, rather you faced the distance--your eyes stared at that same line he was, just minutes ago. Azul, Ash’s twin, quickly caught sight of them. Though she looked at him in the same way Ash did, she managed to pull herself together, and bent her knees to talk to you.

“Mama, he’s here. Just like you told us.”

‘So you had been waiting... of course... but... even after all this time? You never... gave up? On us?’ He felt his eyes throb, and his heart twist. His fingers dug into his palms--and it was only thanks to his gloves that he didn’t start to bleed.

“Ah...zzz...uh..l?”

His heart stuttered to a stop at that.

“Mama can’t speak much anymore.”

“Yes Mama.” The female Azul said, “would you like to see him?”

“Ahz...ul... Ah...zuhl.” He flinched at the sudden hand on his shoulder, and when he looked to his side--Ash was staring up at him with a sad expression.

“You should go.” He took a deep breath, and he stepped forward. He and the female Azul switched places. With another deep breath, he knelt down before you, and looked up into your face.

You had lost all the smooth firmness of youth, your skin thinned, with age spots dotting your face. Your hair was pure white, and glowed brilliantly under the setting sun. But your eyes...

“Az...ul...” His jaw clenched as he stared into your eyes--misty as they were, they stared into his own--and acknowledged him. “Azul...” those eyes seemed to say, “Azul welcome home... I’ve been waiting.”

He hissed as he tried to hold back his tears, but he couldn’t. He was always a crybaby after all. A crybaby in his youth, a cry baby in college--and he was still a cry baby. He had yet to grow out of it.

Here he was, unchanged still. He had yet to conquer his youth and adulthood--which he had planned, prayed, hoped--you’d be at his side for. To see him grow into the best version of himself yet.

But now he’s faced with having to let you go--right as he thought he would be bringing you back with him--triumphant.

He reached forward, and pressed a kiss against the thin, veiny back of your hand.

“[Name]... I’m home...” he managed to choke out, “I’m... sorry... it took me so long... I... I’m sorry I kept you... waiting...” Your other hand moved slowly, but you reach up, thumb weakly pressing his tears away. The hand in his own tightened briefly.

“Oh Azul...” your eyes said, “what matters is that you’re home.”

He gritted his teeth in response, his nostrils flared, as the tears began to stream down his face rapidly. He tried to look down, but the feathery press of your hand against his face made him look up again.

“Az...ul...” you whispered, “Az... ul...” your eyes too were sad--and they glistened with tears, tears that dripped down your face. “I... soh...rry... so..so...rry...” you stuttered. There’s a startled gasp from somewhere behind her, but Azul’s heart picked up when he heard your voice from so close--the voice he’d been longing to hear out of his dreams.

It has long since changed--due to age--but it still possessed all your warmth in it. It was still your voice.

‘They said... you couldn’t... but... had you been waiting for this too?’

“You don’t need to... it’s okay...” he tried to say, but you gently shook your head.

“I... made... you... sah..d...” his eyes burned at what you were trying to say, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly. “I... wah..nt... Ahz...ul... hah...p...py...” He struggled to put a smile on his face, but his lips refused to work with him, and he felt his lips twist downward. “Ahz...zu...l... ple...asz..e... be... hah...ppy...”

“Do--doh...n’t...” you brushed your thumb against his wet cheek again. “Let... me... sto...p... you... Chase... your... dreams... prove... ehv...ryone... hwrong...”

“Never.... you were never... I... my dream, you were my dream... I wanted you to see me...” Azul cried into your hands, his tears soaked the blanket over your knees. “I need you... you can’t go. Please... you can’t... I... love you... I love you so much... I--”

He had been so ready for your future together. He was ready for the victories with you and the twins by his side.

Without you--all victories would become hollow.

You not being there--don’t you see that he’s already lost?

Why hadn’t he tried harder to hold onto you?

“Sil...ly... child...” you said, “I... will never... leave you...” your hands slipped off his face easily, and you curl almost all your gnarly fingers--except one--back. “I’ll... be... there...” you pointed at his heart. “because... I... love... you too... Ahl...ways...”

His heart skipped a beat at that--that you loved him--that you held onto such a flame, cupped it in your hands, and protected it all throughout these years.

Through your youth, adulthood--up to your old age. You carried him, deep in your heart, always waiting--always loving--never losing hope or giving up on that love.

That’s why... to honor you... he’ll...

“A...zul...” you mumbled, “I.. can’t... see... you... ah...ny... more...”

“T-tell... twins... I... miss... them... o kay... Ja... Flo...”

He rubbed your hands.

“I will...” Azul whispered. “They... will be sad to...”

“No...proh...mise... you...all... happy... Az-ul...?” your eyes fluttered.

“I promise... [Name].”

“Smi...y... for... me...”

“I am... I am...” he tried for your sake, even if he knew you couldn’t see it.

And you--ever so trustworthy of a villain--your face smoothened out as you closed your eyes for a final time, the last of your tears dripped down your chin. His hands trembled as his hold on your hands let him feel the way your pulse slowed then ultimately stopped. When it did, he let out an anguished scream that he had been holding in. He had wanted to be strong in the face of your last moments.

He remained knelt before you for awhile, before he finally managed to calm down. He got up slowly.

“Even at the end... you were a splendid... and mature woman.” he choked out, before he leant forward and pressed a light kiss to your forehead.

‘I will always carry you in my heart... I will always love you [Name].’ he vowed, ‘and I’ll spend all of this life--and the following ones--finding the one where we can share a lifetime together... I swear this.’

When he glanced up, he saw the twins hold each other tight, and his heart throbbed again at what he’d need to explain to the twins... They, who had cared for you as much as he had...

He shakily took a breath, and tipped his hat to your grandchildren. He looked at you one more time, and he savored the serenity on your face.  

Then he turned away from you--for the first and last time.

As he returned to Octavinelle’s dorms, Jade and Floyd were awaiting him.

“Azul! Where’s Shrimpy?” Floyd tilted his head, then bent forward to peek over his shoulder. “Did you mess up?” he frowned.

“Floyd.” Jade, ever so sensitive to the mood of the people around him, cautioned his brother--his eyes on Azul’s face. Jade leant forward to peer at the shorter man’s expression. “What happened Azul?”

He looked up, eyes bloodshot and he could only say one thing:

“She went somewhere we can’t follow.”

--

“Kalim you...” Jamil’s expression betrayed his real feelings--for once. “Prepare yourself?”

“What do you mean, Jamil?” Kalim smiled brilliantly. “What do I need to prepare for?”

“You...” Jamil’s brows furrowed. “I... I don’t wish... to see you get hurt.”

“Hahah! You worry too much, [Name] wouldn’t hurt me.” with that Kalim waved his hand. “I’ll be back Jamil! And [Name] will be with me.”

“...” Jamil stared at the mirror with a conflicted expression, before he lifted his gaze up to the sky.  “She won’t hurt you... not intentionally at least.” He finally grimaced.

--

“Hey! Do you know who this is?”

“Excuse me, have you seen this woman?”

Kalim was a sight to see in the public park he was in. With the brightest grin ever, he walked up to people, asked them his question--and no matter how they would respond, he’d just shrug his shoulder and move on.

That is until his eyes land on--

“[Name]! I finally found you!” he said, joyfully, “Hah, Jamil thought I would get hurt or something--but I’m doing fine--” he paused, as he cocked his head to the side. “Wait... you’re not [Name].”

In turn the girl looked at him up and down.

“No... I’m not.” the girl shook her head, “I’m sorry.”

“No it’s fine.” his grin faltered briefly, and the girl felt genuinely bad for him. “I guess I’ll just keep looking for her.”

“Uh... well [Name] is a pretty common name.” the girl said awkwardly, “maybe you should mention her surname?”

“Oh, well it’s [Name] [Surname].” at his response, her eyes widened immediately. “Is something wrong?”

“That is... I know... someone with that name.” the girl chewed on her lip, and he’s struck by how identical she looked to you. He shook this off and instead focused on what she was saying.

“Really? You know someone?” Kalim grabbed her by the shoulders, and she yelped in surprise. “Where can I find her?”

“Before that... what’s your name?”

“Me? Oh I’m Kalim Al-Asim.” When her lips trembled at his response.

“Are... are you sure you want to see her?”

“Yes! Of course! I came here to take her back with me to Twisted Wonderland!” The girl shakily exhaled.

“That’s not possible Kalim.”

“What? Why? I have the spell, and I have a magic carpet!”

“My... my grandma is too old to travel.”

--

Al--as she introduced herself--let him into the house.

“Are you alright, Kalim?” Al shot him a concerned glance, and the longer he stared at her, the more he realized how much of her was you. It was in the concerned glance, the way she bit her lip and furrowed her brow too.

And for some inexplicable reason, he could no longer stare at her without his eyes feeling like they were burning.

He rubbed hastily at his eyes.

‘What is wrong with me?’

“Grandma, you have a guest.”

“Ah?” he heard your voice--hoarser now, and frailer. “Who is it?” Al glanced at him, before she tilted his head.

For some reason, he felt like he needed to brace himself--he took a deep breath, before he stepped through the door way. He blinked at the afternoon light that was streaming into the room, before he finally caught sight of you.

You were sat on a big couch, hair whiter than his, with a face weathered by age. Your wrinkled hands were laced together.

When he met your gaze, he found nothing but patience, and a sense of ‘finally’ in those eyes.

You chuckled gently.

“I’m sorry Kalim. I’m a bit too old to be a princess... and too old to go on adventures now.”

He hadn’t known what to do.

When Al had gently told him that time must’ve moved different between their worlds, he couldn’t believe it.

He had thought it might be some prank.

He didn’t believe in it.

He was ready to laugh it off.

He was ready to laugh with you.

And yet--

His lip wobbled, and as big fat tears slipped down his face--he did his best to smile.

Because you had always told him that his smiles made you happy.

‘And if what Al said was true... that you didn’t have much time left then he--’ Kalim inhaled sharply, trying to bit back his own sobs. ‘then I’ll do my best to give you something to smile about.’

“I think you’re still a princess, [Name].” and he laughed, “I also don’t think you’re too old for an adventure. Nobody is too old for one.”

Your expression warmed at that.

“Your smile is just as I remembered it.”

The dam broke, and he began to cry, as he crumpled straight into you lap.

“[Name]--!” he began to sob.

“Why are you crying, Kalim?”

“I--I’m late” he gasped, as he shook in your lap. “I should’ve... been here faster--I”

“Oh Kalim... it’s not your fault.”

“I wanted to have more adventures with you,” he wept, “I... wanted to show you a whole new world--I wanted to share Scarabia with you--I--” he swallowed, his breath short as he cried.

“Kalim...”

“I... I thought I could smile for you but--” he let out an airy laugh, “but I’m still such a child. Even now... I should be comforting you but--”

“I wanted to become a man you would want to spend your life with.” and you inhaled sharply at that.

“I knew I... I’m not the best.” he said, his hands fisted, “I’m not the smartest, I’m not exactly talented. I get distracted, I need help most of the time but I thought... if I brought you back I--I wanted to become a better person for you. I wanted to be someone you could trust, without a doubt.”

“Oh Kalim... listen to me.” you cupped his cheeks, and raised his head so that you could stare into his red eyes--normally dazzling with happiness, now just sad.

Your heart ache at the thought that this was because of you.

“Listen to me, you were always perfect. I would’ve always said yes.” you brushed your thumb across his cheek to wipe away the tears. “I would always trust you... don’t you remember?”

“I gave you my trust that time on the magic carpet.” you squeezed his other hand in your own. “I will always believe in you Kalim Al-Asim. You are already a great man.”

Then you smiled, and his heart skipped a bit, because against the light of the setting sun--he could imagine you, draped in the light of the Land of Hot Sand.

“Now won’t you smile for me, Kalim?” you murmured softly. “I’ve been waiting so long to see it again.”

With his shoulders trembling violently, he pulled back, and tried to grin--though his lips trembled, and the tears kept flowing--he smiled, for you.

It was the least he could.

“There it is, the smile I’ve been waiting to see.” you smiled in turn, and he had no idea why you thought his smile could give you so much strength--when clearly, yours could light up the world.

“Now... tell this old woman, how is everyone?”

--

When he goes back to the Scarabia dorm, he’s met by Jamil.

“Kalim. Welcome back.” Jamil’s eyes flickered around quickly. “Where is--?”

“--!”

“I’m sorry Jamil.” Kalim murmured, as he wrapped his arms around the only one he had left. “I know... I know... we aren’t friends... not yet because... but... please... can I pretend just a bit? I... I don’t know what to do.”

Jamil froze for a moment, ‘so I was right... she probably...’ Jamil gritted his teeth, before he reciprocated Kalim’s embrace.

“It’s alright Kalim. Just this once. I’ll let you.”

When Kalim began to cry in earnest, it began to rain in Scarabia.

Jamil only tightened his embrace, as his gaze shifted out the window, to see the rain only intensify as Kalim’s wails began to rise. 

--

In the midst of a crowd of people in the museum, Vil naturally stood out. Impeccable blonde hair in a braided bun, glittering violet eyes, perfect skin, and his long dorm robes--he looked like a living, breathing artwork. Everyone stared, as this beautiful man gracefully crossed the room.

It wasn’t that Vil was unaware to everyone’s staring. In fact, he was more than aware of the number of people looking. It’s just that--

Well he didn’t really care about all of them. He was more interested in finding you, and taking you back with him.

“Ohoh! For Roi du Poison to be so determined...” Rook’s eyes glimmered in interest. “Isn’t this a truly beautiful sight, Epel?”

The young man blinked once before he turned back to Vil.

“You’ll really bring her back?”

“Yes,” Vil’s lips curled, “After all... I shine the best when she’s with me.”

‘So where are you now, sweet potato?’ Vil thought to himself, ‘this is the same location that was on your photo--but you are nowhere to be seen--’

“Excuse me.” a soft, incredibly familiar voice called out. It was a voice that sent Vil’s heartbeat into a craze. He whirled around quickly, “you looked like you were looking for something so--”

It was you--but it wasn’t--your baby hair didn’t curl the same way, your lashes weren’t that short and your lips weren’t that pouted.

“You--you’re not [Name].”

The girl froze mid question.

“How do you know my grandmother?”

Vil’s mouth dried immediately in response.

“What?” he asked, hoarse.

--

Evie, your granddaughter, hesitated briefly as she stopped in front of a door.  Her eyes flickered up to meet his.

They were an ugly color.

To Vil at least.

They weren’t yours, so to him--it could just mean that they might’ve belonged to--

“She should be inside.”

He grabbed the door and was about to push it open when Evie stopped him. He shot a vicious glare at her and she flinched, but after a deep breath, she looked up and met his gaze evenly.

“She... she doesn’t have much time left so....” she then reached forward to open the door, “please...” she paused, unsure what to say, but Vil had already entered the room.

There’s a single figure sitting at a bench in the center of the room.

She was faced away, staring at the biggest picture frame in the room.

“Ah.” Her voice echoed in the wide room. “Vil... I’ve been wondering when you’d get here.”

“Not an if?” he asked, and he felt his face twist into a terrifying expression when he realized his voice trembled.

“No.” He could hear the smile in your voice--and Sweet Queen, it had been far too long since he’d heard that familiar tone... “I always believed you’d be here one day.” Your hand left your cane, and patted the space on the bench next to you.

“Come, sit.”

He crossed the room easily in a few steps, before he finally took the seat next to you. Paying little attention to the surroundings--eyes honed in on you. When you look at him, there’s that breathless little gasp that you always did whenever Vil would meet you for your dates.

It had always made him feel even more beautiful than before.

In fact, you had always made him feel all the more beautiful... all the more loved...  

“You’re so beautiful Vil.” you said, with a beautiful smile on your lips.

He blushed.

Of course he did--who didn’t blush when the person you love the most--called you beautiful? Even he--who had long gotten used to the compliments--became much like a teenager gazing at his first love, in your presence.

‘That’s not wrong... you are my first love. You are the only person who has made Vil Schoenheit desperate to be called ‘beautiful.’ No one else’s opinion mattered in the face of your own.’ He thought, ‘do you know the full power you hold over me?’

“I must look like a terribly ugly sight to you.” you suddenly said, and his frown deepened at that.

Without a doubt--you’ve changed.

Your once thick, luscious hair has thinned, and became white, your skin was no longer as firm--and sagged around your jaw.

Your eyes were still the windows of your heart.

And right now, what your heart wanted the most--

‘Silly sweet potato, do you really think I could see you as anything but beautiful?’

“No.”

“Ah?”

“You are beautiful [Name].” Vil raised his hands, his slim fingers light against your brow, cheeks, and chapped lips. “You always will be.” There’s a glitter of surprise in your eyes, and Vil could barely stop himself as he gritted his teeth.

‘All women should be told of their beauty. Who was it, that forgot to remind you of this?’

“You will always be the most beautiful thing to me.” His voice was hoarse, “even now... you are beautiful.” Your eyes watered, and your cheeks flushed.

“Stop it Vil.” your voice shook, “I should be too old to be feeling like this.”

“Oh you foolish sweet potato,” Vil called out that familiar term of endearment, and your eyes met his beautiful lavender gaze. “you outshine everyone else in my eyes, you know? You are the most beautiful existence there is.”

You ducked your head, and he remembered the first time he had called you beautiful.

It had made your cheeks flush pink so prettily, that he resolved to tell you this only in private--so that your flush would be reserved for his sight alone.

There’s a bitterness in his heart, when he thought about the likely chance that this was no longer true--that there must’ve been another person who called you beautiful in this lifetime.

He was both jealous--of the one you shared your life with--and bitter, that it hadn’t been him, who saw you age so beautifully into the woman sitting before him right now.

“You’re just lying to make this old woman feel better.” you accused, gentle, but still disbelieving him.

“Nonsense.” he scoffed, as he took your cold hands into his own. He frowned momentarily at that, as he rubbed the thin skin, feeling the protruded veins across the back of your hand. “I know beauty when I see it [Name], and you aged beautifully. Never doubt that...” he trailed off, and you met his gaze.

“But?”

He inhaled, and exhaled slowly.

“But I wish... I wish I was there.” he confessed, “I wish I grew old with you.”

“You? Vil? Get wrinkles?” you chuckled, “I can’t imagine it.”

“Neither could I.” He said quietly, “but you know what I could?”

“What?” you looked into his eyes, curiously.

“I could dream of a future with you.”

You went still.

“You did?”

“Of course I did. I love you sweet potato--of course I--of course I thought of my future with you in it.”

You slowly turned his hand in your palm, your silver hair fell over your face, and he instinctively reached up a hand to tuck the strand behind your ear.

“Would... would you tell me what else you dreamed of?”

“Of course sweet one.” he leant forward to press a gentle kiss on your forehead as he began.

“We would get married after college,” he paused, “and we would’ve been the most beautiful bridegroom pair the whole of Twisted Wonderland would’ve seen.” At this you giggled lightly.

“We would both be insanely successful in our careers too, of course.” he studied your expression. “we would have children.”

“You want children?”

“Of course I did sweet one.” he murmured, “preferably with your eyes, my hair.”

“Not any of my children had my eyes.” you admitted, “but either way, I’d want them to have yours.” and his heart twisted even more violently at that.

“Then we’ll compromise. One can have yours, another could have mine.” he reached forward to press a finger to your lips, “I would’ve wanted them to have your lips though. I liked to dream of that.” He trailed off gently, his hand moved to lift your chin so that you could meet his gaze again.

“If I had the chance of all of that then... growing old would’ve been nothing. It would’ve been worth it--had it been by you.” he smiled mournfully, and you began to tear up at that.

“I... Vil... I dreamed about it too.” you said, as you began to hiccup. “I wanted to be with you too... I... I should’ve stayed... I...” your words become incomprehensible as you sobbed. “I was scared... that someone beautiful like you wouldn’t...”

“Don’t say that sweet one.” he tried to soothe, as he rapidly tried to blink his own tears away. “I should’ve... asked you to stay... I should’ve... told you how much I loved you then... how much I wanted to greet the future with you.”

Suddenly, you slackened against him and against his robes, you say the words that damned him further.

“I... Knowing this I... I’m so relieved... Vil... I... I think I’ve just been waiting... to know that... my dreams could be real.” Your tight hold on him loosened, and it’s his hands against yours that still keep your fingers twined.

“[Name]?”

“I’m... I’m suddenly... so exhausted... I...”

“It’s alright sweet one, I’ll stay with you.”

“Vil... I... I love... you...”

“and I love you, sweet one. Always.”

“...”

“Sweet one?”

“...”

Vil choked, and he let the ugly feeling wash over him, as a wail strangled its way out of his throat and he bawled against your still form.

Mascara, and the remains of his eye shadow smeared down his face, his lipstick ruined from the way he bit his lip.

Yet Vil couldn’t bring himself to care about how he looked--

‘Why would he? There was no one, who would ever speak of his beauty, and make him feel the way you did.’

--

Standing right outside Idia’s bedroom, Ortho gazed at the shut doors worriedly.

‘He hasn’t come out since...’

--

It had taken all of his courage to find a way to your world.

It had taken all of his strength not to run away at the sight of the strange world.

So when he had seen a figure so similar to yours, he had attached himself immediately.

“[Name] I--!”

“Let go of me! Who do you think you are? Grabbing someone like that?”

You pulled away, and you looked at him with a mix of confusion and disgust. Around the two of you, people began to mutter, and he paled even further.

He wanted to start crying.

He wanted his bedroom.

He wanted you.

“It’s me... I-idia.” his lips trembled, and your eyes widened in response. “Did you forget me?”

“That’s...” your eyes flickered away briefly. “I’m sorry Idia, but... [Name] isn’t my name.”

“So I-- I grabbed the wrong person?” he gaped, in surprise, this time he really wanted to start crying.

“You,” your expression grew clouded. “you didn’t.”

“Then--what do you mean?”

“I’m not [Name] but... she’s... she’s my mother.”

He stopped thinking.

‘What?’

--

Idia had been at his project for days.

He was building a robot. Much bigger than Ortho’s. Much more complex too.

“This goes here,” he said frantically, “and this goes here...”

He glanced briefly at the robot’s sleeping expression.

“I’ll wake you up... soon.” he muttered underneath his breath.

--

The stranger--no, your daughter--had easily defended him as someone she mistook for someone else, and dragged him off. (Just like every time he had felt overwhelmed by crowds of people--and you had rescued him.)

“Come on!”

“Wait-- where are we going?”

“You’re going to see mom--hey!”

He jerked his wrist out of her hands, and stepped away quickly.

“I--” his expression was conflicted. “Why would she want to see someone like me?”

Your daughter huffed in response. (Just like every time you grew exasperated when he got distracted.) (But it’s alright, you would kiss him on the cheek, and cheer him on, and he’d promptly combust and--)

“Why do you think? She’s been waiting for a long time Idia.” and her expression grew clouded, “she doesn’t have much time left, so we need to go.”

‘What?’

--

“Sorry, sorry” he muttered underneath his breath, as he fixed up the robot’s parts.

“Sorry,” he would apologize, when he thought he was doing something painful to the robot--like adjusting the twist of it’s arm.

“I’m sorry I took so long.” He’d apologize as he attached a piece that should’ve been there earlier, but even Idia wasn’t sure who he was apologizing too.

--

“[Name]--!”

His lower lip trembled as he sees the way your eyes flickered lightly.

You were too lifeless.

Idia didn’t want to look--he doesn’t want to think about you like this, he doesn’t want to remember you like this.

He wanted to remember the warm care of your hand.

He wanted to remember the genuine kindness that showed through your smile.

He wanted to remember the way your eyes glittered with understanding.

He wanted--

He wanted--

“Idia...” your hands shook as you reach for him, “Idia... don’t cry.”

No--he can’t accept this reality.

--

He brought the robot to life.

He had inputted all of his memories of you into it.

He had inputted all your traits into it.

He made sure that the hand could warm, so he could hold it the way you held his.

He made sure that it could smile, so that it could give him, another chance to see your smile.

He made sure that its eyes could glitter, the way yours did, when you would meet his gaze from across the room.

--

Your hand is cold in his, and he exhaled against it--as he tried desperately to warm it back to the way it was--when you held his hand so long ago.

(Yet even cold, he felt how much you care, in the tender way you squeezed his hand--even if weak.)

Your smile lacked it’s strength, and the way your cheeks trembled was telling of how hard you were trying to smile for him.

(Yet even if it wasn’t as brilliant, it was all your kindness--that let you smile at him, even if you were the one suffering)

Your eyes were dim now, you couldn’t see him completely--yet you faced his direction, and you tried to meet his gaze.

(Your eyes are dim--but they’re still so full with that desire of yours to understand him, despite how he always had such a difficult time meeting you halfway)

These were the things--

These were the things that he--

That he truly-

Loved about you.

--

“Idia” the robot held his hand.

“Idia” the robot smiled at him.

“Idia” the robot met his eyes.

Yet no matter how much he adjusted her specs, her functions--

He could not duplicate the way your hand felt in his. Warm, but full of care.

He could not duplicate the way you would smile at him. Selflessly kind, and so strong.

He could not duplicate the way your eyes glittered when you find him. This robot will never truly understand him.

No one could ever understand him the same way you did.

--

“[Name]! [Name]!” he howled at the side of your bed, clutching your hand, pretending it was warm, pretending there was still a pulse.

He already had such a difficult time facing the world.

You had pulled him out of his room, and showed him all that it could offer him.

But now that you’re gone--what was the point of acknowledging a world without you?

--

Malleus arrived long after sun down. He stood in place, as he studied the photo in his hand, before he slowly lifted his gaze to the house right in front of him. You had said to him once that it was your childhood home. It was still the same shape, but things had changed. For starters, it looked much older. The white concrete walls had dulled, into a much more dirty white. The flowers--deep violet flowers with thorns--climbed up the side of the house--farther than it had on the photo he had. There were lights inside the house, and very faint noise.

Malleus carefully folded the photo and tucked it carefully back into his coat, before he held his staff aloft, and used his magic to carefully unlock the gate. It swung, creaking loudly due to the rust it had accumulated over some time. As he stepped into the garden, the door to the house swung open.

He froze momentarily.

The girl held your face, and form. Completely identical, but the way this girl looked at him--it was nothing like the way you had always looked like him.

He doesn’t know how to feel--did you somehow change? Had you forgotten him?

Had he been a dream, that slipped from your memory?

He didn’t want to believe that this was you.

“Is there a reason you’re breaking and entering?” the girl who could not be you said. “Also, why are you dressed like it’s halloween? We don’t have time for this--”

‘This couldn’t be you. She had none of your countenance--your glow.’

“I’m here for [Name].” he interrupted, at which the girl narrowed her eyes in turn.

“What? What do you want with my grandmother? She’s exhausted, and has no time to see cosplaying men--”

“Grand... mother?” Malleus interrupted again, as he felt something cold clench at his heart.

“Yes.” the girl said, her irritation very obvious. “how do you not even know that if you’re looking for her?” His grip tightened on his staff.

“... Malleus... using the mirror to go to her world...” Lilia had hesitated, uncharacteristically solemn. “... you... you ought to prepare your heart for what you might find.”

“What do you mean, Lilia?” Malleus blinked apathetically at the older fae. “My magic will never fail.” The older fae studied him.

“That’s not what I’m afraid of.”

The lights in the home flickered, and the shadows grew around them.

“Let me see her.” he said, softly--and the girl heard the silent threat there, and refused to budge.

“Not until you tell me who you are.” her voice shook--she could sense there was something different about him, something otherworldly. It made her think of the time--when grandmother told her the story of her friend, the dark fae--

“Malleus Draconia.” he said, smoothly, and she paled in response.

--

The girl--Mal--stepped aside to let Malleus into the living room.

You were seated on a chair... with wheels. Upon their reentry, you hadn’t looked up.

“Who... was it Mal?” Your voice was calm, careful--with none of the bright cheer he used to associate with you. Before the girl could reply, Malleus interjected.

“It’s me.”

You didn’t seem surprised as you turned your head slowly.

“Tsunotaro...” you greeted, your pale lips twitched into a smile, and he inhaled sharply at that familiar nickname that no one would ever dare call him--except you. “Excellent... would you... take this... old woman... for one last... walk?”

And it dawned on Malleus why--the moment he introduced himself--your granddaughter had grown even more hesitant of letting him in. The one thing that really pushed her to let Malleus in was because he wasn’t being subtle about what he was willing to do to see you again and--probably because...

You had been waiting for him.

You were ready to go now.

You must’ve been for awhile.

The one last thing you had been holding out for--has finally arrived. He took a glance at the silent Mal, who frantically covered her expression to hide her watery eyes.

“I’m always willing to go on a walk with you, [Name].” he opted to say, gently.

--

Mal had directed them out to the backyard, before she hurried back inside the house.

This had left Malleus to push your wheel chair through the small garden. You two stopped right beside a bench, so he could sit beside you. As he turned his head to you--he’s struck by your mortality.

The white of your hair, the sagging of your skin, the age spots and wrinkles that bear the proof of your lengthy life. Once you held yourself upright as you declared yourself his friend. Now you were hunched over, with the galaxies in your eyes fading--leaving only the dark behind you.

Beside you--Malleus confronted the rest of his whole life.

He had always known he would eventually live past you. He wasn’t ready for that...

But he had thought to himself, that he would take a life lived with you at his side--rather than centuries musing on the possibilities.

It’s what truly, steeled himself to come to you now.

Yet he won’t have that.

“What... are you thinking... child?” your lips curled at the irony, and he let out a humorless chuckle.

“I’m still older than you.”

“But I’m... more mature.” you had laughed, and he could glimpse that your spark was still there, muted, but still shining.

“There might be some truth to that.” Malleus said quietly, “your shorter years just make it feel like you’ve experienced things I will never be able to comprehend.”

“Humans... and fae... we are very different.” you told him, and he nodded, graceful--accepting--this was the truth after all.

“Yet... I wanted to be selfish.” you looked up at him, your eyes taking all of him in--from the way his eyelashes tangled briefly with every blink, to the curve of his ears, and shape of his jaw. “I wanted to spend it with you Tsunotaro... of course... such a thing would never be.”

“...” he swallowed unsteadily, “I wanted to be with you too. I wanted to stay by your side... I wanted to see you live out all the days of your life in my kingdom.”

“What a beautiful dream.” You remarked softly. “I would’ve said yes.”

And he shut his eyes at that, because the idea of even dreaming about it--knowing of its impossibility now, was too much--it hurt too much.

Everyone around Malleus had always told him how strong he was.

That there was no spell he could not master, that there was no one who could ever hope to challenge him.

Surrounded by people who so fervently loved him... and feared him for his power--this became a constant truth to his life.

Yet you--no magic, and all mortal--made him realize that none of this was true.

At the end of the day--Malleus was powerless.

Powerless against you.

Powerless when faced with losing you.

He wasn’t prepared to watch a star blink out of existence.

He doesn’t know who he is.

He’s spent his lifetime being defined as an Heir, as a Magician--

You were that stranger who gave definition to the man known as Malleus.

He’s known what the world is like without you in it. He’s scared of being in that world that doesn’t have you in it.

He reached for your hand and laced his strong fingers through your much weaker ones.

“I loved you.” he paused, “no... I do love you. And I will continue to love you.” You looked back at him, and gave him such a heartbreaking smile, that he thought briefly a world without you should just be destroyed...

“I love you too Tsunotaro.... always.”

But the thing is. If the world should be destroyed--

Then that would mean an end to him.

And an end to him would mean--

That he wouldn’t be able to think of your smile anymore.

That he wouldn’t be able to think of the way your eyes glowed.

The way you laughed.

The way you greeted him.

The way you are now--solemn, peaceful, but still full of love.

He’d rather live, and be able to remember you in all your glory--rather than never be able to think of you again in that void of the end.

“Tell me... a story, Malmal.” you murmured. “Like all... those stories... you... once told me...”

“I’ll tell you of a new one.” he said, “of the girl... who thawed the heart of a dragon...”

--

“Thank you...”

“Human life is so ephemeral.” He murmured after you had gone, “and yet--”

“I love you, Malleus...”

He remembered that night--so many nights ago.

“Who are you?”

The way the stars in the night sky glittered in your eyes, holding a galaxy yet unknown to him. (A galaxy he had wished to explore further--yet will no longer be able to behold). The brilliance of your smile, as you greeted him every night after that. (Without it, the world dimmed and Malleus couldn’t find anything else that mattered--)

“Tsunotaro!”

There was no one--no human, nor fae who moved his heart the way you did. He’s certain no one ever will--not to the same extent as you did, oh so beautiful and incandescent as you were.

“--so beautiful.” When his eyes fall shut, he feels something drip down his cheek--and his hand raised instantly.

“Tears?” he whispered. “I’m crying?” He blinked rapidly, as more tears slipped down his pale cheeks. When he tilted his head back in an attempt to stop his tears, he finds himself staring up at the starry sky.

Unlike in Twisted Wonderland, the stars weren’t as bright. You had once told him how the pollution in the air had caused the stars to dim in this world. You had looked so sad.

His gaze slipped back down to you. You looked like you were sleeping peacefully--but he hated how he can see you pale, he can feel how your body lost it’s warmth.

‘You, light of my life, should never be anything but gloriously bright’ he thought, and he waved his staff once more.

--

The next night, the television played in the background as Mal stared into the skies with a cup of hot chocolate in her hands.

“This is unheard of,” the scientist on the news channel said. “but last night, stars that were never there suddenly appeared in the sky! It’s a new constellation--”

Mal smiled gently, as she found you there, in the skies, slumbering peacefully.

“--because of the positions of the stars, it seems like a sleeping woman.” the scientist had reported. “we’re planning on naming her--”

“Of course you’d become a star,” Mal whispered, “that’s just like you grandma... bright and shining.”

“Sleeping Beauty.”

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