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Unwanted Marriage | Chapter 10 - Mrs Romanoff

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You were stunned as you looked at the wedding invitation given to you by Sharon. "Y/N, am I mistaking the name of the groom?" Even Wanda wasn't sure if her eyes were playing tricks on her. Sharon was going to get married to Chase Adler.

"Y/N, don't think I will let you off so easily. Now Chase is going to back me, it's a matter of time when I will get rid of you!" Sharon was still unable to let go of her grudge on you even after almost getting injured. "Y/N did not force you to be with anyone. You are the one that gets yourself involved with Adler." Sharon was about to shout at her when you stepped up to protect her. "You have chosen your own road, nobody asked you to marry him."

"You are the one that pulled us together! The person on that day should have been you! You are really a bitch. You trick thousands of people. You and Chase are the perfect match!" You were no longer going to suffer in silence and gave her a resounding slap. "You bitch. You dare to slap me!"

"What happened? Sharon is looking for trouble with Y/N again?" // "I don't know, it seems that Y/N just hit Sharon." // "All the grudges she bears finally turned into a slap?" In an open office, there was hardly any privacy.

"Sharon Carter! Y/N Y/L/N! Into my office. Now!" Tony Stark came out of his office and ordered. "Millicent, you too."

"What happened just now? Why did you start a fight?" He asked to get to the bottom of it. "She hit me! I just gave her my wedding invitation, does she have to be that angry? I'm afraid that someone had a bad marriage, and is jealous that I'll get married."

"If she doesn't have a good marriage, then who does." Tony thought. "Y/N, you tell me, what happened?"

"Chief Editor, I can't tell you clearly what happened, so why don't I just show you? A fox like her deserved to be hit while walking down the street. I think, any woman would have hit her when they heard someone talk about them like that."

"What do you mean, am I wrong?" Sharon was still adamant on her ways to the end. "Sharon Carter! What happened at the dinner had a serious impact on the company. So I will let someone more suitable to come and take your position. From today onwards, you are no longer editor of Group 1."

"I am demoted? (I never realised this bitch has hooked up to Tony Stark. No wonder she can be this overbearing in the office!) Y/N! You better watch out!"

It was pretty much peaceful for the rest of the day except when Natasha texted you saying she'll be waiting for you outside the building after work. "Ah ha, from your look I can tell it's from the goddess himself." Wanda pushed her chair close to you and ambushed you from behind. You pushed her away and faced away, there was no way you were that obvious.

Once it was time to get off work, Wanda rushed you off saying she'll clear the rest for you. You thanked her before packing your bags and leaving. "Do we have plans today?" You asked as you entered the car. "Yes, I'll take you to meet Rick Mason, he has been wanting to see you."

"Rick Mason?"

"A family friend."

You realised anyone related to Natasha or gets to call Natasha a friend are all very rich people. When you entered the estate. To get to the front gate of this mysterious Rick Mason, you have to drive through a long stretch of road.

"You must be Y/N." He greeted you at the front door.

"That's right, I am Y/N, nice to meet you."

"Hi, you can call me Rick. Come on in. Today I have asked the cook to make some of Natasha's favourite dishes, but I don't know whether it is to your taste."

"It smells nice." You complimented. "Never know that you would be so homely."

"I also know how to cook." Natasha said when he heard you complimenting him. "Really?" You questioned. You can't really picture her standing in the kitchen cutting vegetables. "You don't believe it?"

"Nope."

The three of you began eating and talking and the topic eventually landed on Natasha's legs. "I heard that you have not been to the hospital for a long time for a check up? The doctor said there is still hope, you cannot be so wilful."

"Rick, it's all in the past."

"I know in your heart you will never let it go."

"I understand what you mean, but as long as I don't get some things cleaned up, my legs will not recover." You didn't join in on the conversation as you know it was not your place to do so.

You had a lovely time there but it reached the time where you needed to head home. Rick stopped you from entering the car. "Y/N, ever since she was young, Natasha always has her own ideas, so you try to talk to her."

"Alright, I understand." You were deep in thought as Clint drove the two of you back. "What are you thinking?"

"Nat, haven't you thought of getting your legs checked? Rick is right, there is a chance that you will recover."

"Now is not the right time." She didn't give any more explanation. "Is it because of your stepmother? Were your legs also because of them?"

"You don't have to worry about these things, I will handle it." She has to manage so many things. From your estimation, she took over the company for 10 years and fell into an accident a few years after that. You wondered how she got through it all those years. "You don't have to be sympathetic to me." She pulled you closer to rest your head on her shoulder. "I only hope to see admiration and love in your eyes."

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"Sharon, this is so pretty." She was flaunting her diamond ring in the office and of course there were people who were jealous of her.

"That's nothing, I think she purposely said it in front of you."

"People love to talk, so whatever, we should let her talk if she wants to." As long as she was not actively doing something against you, you don't want to spend your energy on her. "Y/N, someone is looking for you." A colleague told you.

"I will go with you, I am very worried after what happened last time." Wanda was ready to leave her seat and go with you. "Okay."

"Excuse me, are you all looking for me?" You asked the group of guys. "Are you Y/n Y/L/N?" You nodded. "Please come with us." Wanda became suspicious of them when they didn't state their reason for being here. They showed you their police badge, but it wasn't like you could differentiate the real from the fake "We are the police, we need to clarify with you what happened during the dinner."

"Sorry, I wasn't involved in that incident. You have the wrong person."

"Yeah, the victim is just over there, why don't you ask her to assist with your investigation, we don't know anything."

"Please cooperate with our investigation." They started being forceful and grabbed your wrist. "What are you doing?!"

"Help!, we are being kidnapped!" Wanda shouted. "Give me back my phone!"

"Want to call your lawyer? You should wait till you are in the station first!" The two of you started hitting them in the head and their manhood. "You dare to assault the police! You dare to obstruct our work, you can't get away with it now!"

"Hit the police?" // "Are they really the police?" You and Wanda glanced at each other. If they truly are the police, you just got yourself in trouble...

"What is this?" The voice that you came to hate appeared again. "Kidnapping or assaulting the police?"

"She didn't do anything, don't you want me? Let's go then." You tried misdirecting them. "You actually assaulted the police. Policemen, you shouldn't let them off so easily." In the end, the two of you got escorted out the building by the police with a crowd behind you.

Y/N Y/L/N, you will suffer the same pain as I did! No, it's going to be a hundred times worse! I want to see who will save you in the police station this time!

Two of you were thrown into a room when you arrived at the station. "Wait! I need to inform my family! You have no reason to detain us!" You shouted through the door. "No reason? You both assaulted policemen. Is that not reason enough? Just stay here and shut up!"

"What are we supposed to do now?" Wanda asked. "Where is your phone?"

"They have taken it away saying that I cannot bring my phone." Wanda sadly revealed. "Just now when we came, I heard those people were making a call to Adler."

"Adler? Chase Adler?"

"If it's really him then what should we do?" Wanda asked. "Don't worry, it might not be such a coincidence. I mean if it is Adler, he is trying to get back at me but not you."

"Look at this, such deep sisterly love, so touching." A sarcastic clap sounded. "Of course it's me! Last time you escaped, but this time you are at my place. I want to see how you can escape." He makes his way closer to the both of you. "What do you want?"

"Aren't you clear what I want to do? Don't worry, I have prepared a lot of things today, you will like it."

"Adler! Do you know where this place is? Aren't you afraid that people will know about it?!" You shouted at him. "I told you, this is my place. My dad is the Chief of this police station, do you think they dare to leak anything out?"

"Ad-Adler, you, you calm yourself down, just let us go, okay?" He ignored Wanda's words and told his subordinates to hold her and separate the two of you. You screamed for them to let her go but Adler was very focused on you. "Y/N Y/L/N, if you beg me, I might be nice to you." He said in a sickly sweet voice. "Stop dreaming!" You spat on him and shouted.

"Bitch!" He wound his hands and gave you a slap before grabbing you by the throat and pushing you at the wall. "I think you prefer the hard way! The more you resist the more I like it. No hurry, later you will know what heaven is!"

"Adler, you will regret this!"

"I will be a happy ghost even if I get to die underneath the peony flower, but you can think of how you can make it happy so that I might be gentle to you!" He tightened his hands around his neck before dropping you to the floor.

Your pants rode down a little due to the movement and Adler was about to seize the opportunity when you pushed him away and adjusted your clothes. "You stupid whore, stop pretending to be chaste! You just wait there like a good girl and I'll guarantee that you'll feel like you're in heaven!"

"Bastard!" He wasn't fast enough to react as someone wrapped his arm around his neck and slammed him to the floor. "Who was that?! How dare you? Do you know who my father is..." He dragged on when he saw a cane in his peripheral.

"Dad? Why are you here?" He asked. "How dare you randomly arrest people here?!"

"Dad, don't you already know about this..."

"Shut up! How dare you say that!"

"Dad?"

You flinched when you felt someone touch you but her scent surrounded you made you look up. "Don't be afraid, it's me." It's as if her voice is opening a door and rescuing you from this never ending darkness. Tears cascaded down your face when you realised you were finally going to be safe with her.

"Ms- Ms Romanoff? Why are you here? This..."

"Ha, how can I miss a show that you prepared so well for? After all, you secretly took my wife here!" Her hands didn't leave you even when he was talking to Adler. "Wi-wife? Dad, I didn't know!"

"I am really sorry, Mrs Romanoff, my son is truly ignorant, this is just a misunderstanding... Sorry for troubling you... you can deal with this however you like." His son looked up at his Dad in shock, why was he not defending him? "This is all because... this is all Sharon Carter's fault! I really don't know anything!"

"Sharon Carter, Sharon Carter! You don't know anything even though you're married? Aren't you ashamed?!"

"What's wrong with our Adler Family?! What did we do wrong that we're afraid of Natasha Romanoff?! Is it because of her vicious tactics? No matter how vicious she is, she's just a disabled guy! What can she do to us?" He reached over to grab her legs and Clint was about to intervene when Natasha told him to stop. "Dad! Look at how she's lost her mobility! She can't even walk, why should we be scared of-?!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a foot on his face, kicking him to the floor. Natasha folded her leg rest and pushed it aside before standing. Adler was visibly shaking when he saw Natasha standing in front of him. "Even if I am disabled, I won't let the Adler family off!" When she spoke in a calm tone, it made her even scarier.

"Na...tasha?" You looked at her. To see her standing was not something you imagined. At least not so soon. She walked closer to you and lifted you up bridal style. "Y/N, from now on no one will dare to hurt you. Because, I promise, even if the whole world is against me, for you, I will let the whole world know that Y/N Y/L/N no longer exist, only Y/N Romanoff. And that you are my woman, my wife, and she will be happy."

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atarathegreat · 8 months

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Draken. Petty. Hair. DO IT.

Suck toes.

Ken Ryuguji x reader

What happens when gang member has a bad week and wakes up in a sour mood...alone?

Each day was as shitty as the last. If it wasn't the little annoyance of Mikey falling asleep after eating or making Kenny carry him around it was another gang trying to get on Toman turf or some brats picking a fight with him. Kenny felt like he couldn't catch a break, and just then was no different.

"Get lost, punk. I'm not in the mood today!" Draken growled, Mikey asleep on his back as he walked. It was just the perfect moment for the first year to get his ass beat. God, if Kenny could just put Mikey on the sidewalk and leave this whole mess to the unconscious boy. Though, he'd never leave his friend to handle his problems, even if Mikey could handle it. "Oh, is the big bad Draken afraid to fight a kid?" The little shit cackled. Cackled!

Kenny carefully put Mikey on the nearby bench, more pissed than he had been that whole week. "Your fuckin' funeral, brat."

He knew he was an amazing fighter, so he wasn't worried about him. Draken was, however, worried about how hard he was going to hit the boy. He went for a decent hit, sending the kid back a little bit and turning to grab Mikey. There was no need to double check the kid, it was obvious that he was out cold. "You owe me, Mikey." Kenny grumbled. Already that day had been filled with more fights than he liked.

And it didn't get any better when they got to the gang meeting. Peh-Yan was in a mood, meaning Pah-Chin was in a mood and they were picking fights with people left and right. As vice commander Draken had to deal with that. Nahoya was getting fired up because of Pah and Peh. As vice commander he had to handle it. Someone started an all out brawl in the middle of the crowd, and when Kenny went to break it up with the captains his head jerked back from a hit to the nose. It pissed him off to the point he had to leave the meeting.

Why were people all over him? Couldn't he catch a damn break? Didn't he earn some peace and quiet? It was stupid and Kenny was tired of being the person everyone ran after. It almost made him wish he'd dropped the gang shit when he was younger, and it wasn't any better when he returned home.

"Where have you been, Ken?" One of the ladies was already standing at the check in desk of the brothel, "It's late, you know?"

"Tch, get off my ass, okay? M'not in the mood." Draken walked past her. She grabbed hold of his shirt collar, tutting as she pulled him back, "C'mon now, young man, don't talk to me like that. I helped raise your ungrateful ass that I'm on."

He'd had enough, snapping at her for the first time, "Then maybe you shouldn't have! Ever think about that? Or are you too busy thinking about yelling at me when I come home?"

They both paused, Kenny staring angrily at her. He wasn't mad at anyone but himself in that moment, and stormed back past her and to the elevator.

It wasn't her fault he was having a bad week, and she was just being worried about where he'd been running off to so late. He sighed, knowing he'd get that later. She had been the one to primarily raise him, cared for him despite not being obligated to. She'd taught him to walk and talk, helped him learn to shave his face without really knowing how to herself. Kenny slammed a palm into his head as he thought about everything she'd done for him, but it didn't matter. He'd already snapped at her and couldn't bring himself to so much as text her.

There was only one place he could go anymore that wasn't going to make him feel guilty or pissed off, unless she'd had a shit day as well. It was worth it to at least see, and if he left quickly even more pissed off, then whatever.

But, heaven and earth, if he didn't feel a little bit of the weight fall from his shoulders when she answered the door. Her startled smile was still brighter than anything he'd faced his whole life, "Ken-Chin? Is everything okay?" All he had to do was shake his head and fall into a hug. She chuckled, her smaller body supporting the weight of the world that rested on Kenny.

"I can't do it, this week has sucked ass and I can't handle this shit." Kenny followed her inside like a lost and beaten dog. She sauntered around the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of something Kenny couldn't see and a wash cloth. "What happened to your nose, Kenny?" Y/n took her place between his legs, reaching out to gently clean the dried blood from his nose and lip.

"Got punched while I was at the meeting. Left early." Kenny mumbled as he leaned into her, his knees squeezing her middle to trap her next to him, "Weeks been shit, m'done doing it."

She sighed and the sound was enough to make Ken wish he hadn't brought his issues to her door, "Wanna talk about it?"

"Nah, just the normal shit being excessive." He wiped his face to get the peroxide off, smiling at Y/n, "Doing better now, I think."

It was her, everyone knew it was her that kept Kenny chilled out on his bad days. To Mikey it was more than obvious that Kenny sought out her presence when things got tough, often bringing her to meetings and glancing at her just to see her smile. She often lightened the mood, along with Emma who was just as giggly.

Kenny had met Y/n on a day that he needed it the most. He was about to get jumped by a ton of punks, and though he could've handled all of them, he was relieved when he didn't have to. She stomped up from behind him, loud and angry and pointing in everyone's faces, "Who do you think you are, ganging up on someone? I'm ashamed that you all go to this school! Go on!" And her spunky little self seemed to not mind that Kenny was clearly a delinquent, even smiled at him and commented on his tattoo.

The same tattoo she was tracing with her fingertip, talking about her day as Draken zoned back in, "And the math class was so hot I had to take my jacket off and-Kenny?" She'd only just noticed the way his hands were shaking, holding tightly to the bottom of her shirt, "M'fine, sweetheart. Keep talking."

"Well, I had to take my jacket off and, of course, my pen had to have busted in my skirt pocket and stained up my shirt. I've still got a black splotch stained onto my side!" She wound her finger around the dragons tail, making Kenny shiver and rest his head on her shoulder, "So a lot of the girls were laughing about that, rude tramps. But, I knew that I could change in the nurses office so it was an easy fix."

Listening to her problems made him feel better. Seeing how silly she acted over a busted pen, somehow made him feel happy he didn't have such trivial angers.

"What about you, Ken-Chin?" She asked, taking out his braid. He shrugged, "The usual. Little brats want to fight, Mikey is lazy, and the gang is wild. It's just a bit much right now."

"Maybe you should get some rest? You know Mom and Dad don't mind you staying here, we can share my bed, too." Y/n parted his hair down the middle, tugging lightly as she played with it, "You'll wake up and feel ten thousand times better!"

And he wouldn't deny it, either. Instead of grumbling, as he wanted to, he got up and stretched. Never did it cease to amaze him how he towered over her, and he saw it every time she had to crane her neck to look at him. And still Kenny trudged down the hall behind Y/n, yawning and ready to just relax. She tossed the blanket out and laid it over the bed, waving for Kenny to get comfortable. He wasn't about to waste his time asking silly questions of "Are you sure?" He knew she was serious and she'd kick his ass if he didn't get sleep.

But he was going to kick her ass when he woke up alone, to laughter in her living room. Kenny stayed silent as he stood in the hallway, watching as she brushed Mikey's hair, talking about how Kenny had showed up that night. Mikey thanked her as she put his hair up, only the top just how he liked it, and she smiled at him.

There was a quick shot that went through his chest, it was bothersome. Why was Mikey being so close to her? Why was she just smiling at him and laughing as though Kenny, as far as she knew, wasn't still laying in her bed. He could see his hair tie on her wrist and walked up behind them, "Move, Mikey." He didn't hesitate to pick up his best friend and toss him to the other seat, sitting on the floor in front of Y/n. She giggled, resting her legs over his shoulders and moving to softly brush his hair. There were a few knots, but not too many, and she was careful to not tug on them.

"A braid, as usual?" She leaned over and tapped his chest with the brush. He nodded, "Would ya'?"

Kenny didn't mind the slight tugging that pulled his head backward, he was just thankful that her attention was on him and not someone else.

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choixiii · 2 years

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type: fluff

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note: I'm still not confident about this for unknown reasons, I feel like I suck at writing lately even if I want to write a lot

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Yeonjun – Hates everyone but you

Yeonjun changed a lot since you came into his life. The usual cold heart man opens up to you after a while and he's the first to be surprised.

But you win this, worked for it and now he probably can't live without you. Nothing is more important than you.

His cold gaze becomes kind and caring the moment he sees you, and people who never saw him smile before had that chance thanks to you.

But he just loves to be alone with you. He can be himself that way. He always finds a calm place just for the two of you and stares at whoever walks by.

He's so gentle with you now, you almost forgot how much he hates people in general.

But you're easily reminded when he just tells people to fck off the moment they come to see you when you're with him. It's the best scary dog privilege.

On the other hand, he is still the man that gets your hair away from your eyes when it's bothering you, that strokes the back of your hand when you're anxious and hugs you when you feel like crying.

You feel privileged, you have to be honest. He has the most beautiful smile and he's smiling mostly to you. He’s a kind heart who’s just afraid to be hurt again.

He's so caring, you don't think someone ever took care of you like this. He worries a lot, and asking or texting you to know if you're okay is a love language for him.

He's ready to do anything for you to be happy and feel love and waits for you to do the same because you’re the first person he trusts after years.

Soobin – Brother’s friend

He was probably the first one to have a crush on you and that means he was so, so shy around you.

But he was also the only one to be kind to you, including you when he and his friends came around your house and played every round of any video games they were playing with you.

You two became friends before anything else and also before you knew it, you were always laying in his arms during movie nights with them. He loves the way you’re smaller than him and how his hand holds your waist closer every time you move a little against him.

Even if your feelings were a bit obvious, you acted like you didn't love each for a while, playing dumb all the time even if you always asked to your brother if Soobin was coming.

And when you finally confessed to him, you tried to hide it from your brother.

Hiding your relationship wasn't as hard as it looks, it was the same in fact. The only change was him kissing your neck when he passes behind you and no one is around. Or how you two mysteriously went missing at the same time.

He was just hanging out a bit more with you, and tried to bring you around more too when it's just him, your brother and others friends.

In the end, it was kinda useless because your brother knew it all right away – because he knows you two too well. He still felt a bit betrayed though, but he trusts Soobin, so it's fine.

After that, it was easy to say it to your parents though, because he was around the house a lot and they already loved him.

Beomgyu – Band boyfriend

He invites you to one of his concerts and let's just say he rarely has this much energy. He gives it all to you.

As he goes for you right after it, all sweaty and still catching his breath, he kisses you in the back stages before you could say anything to him.

You knew you were doomed. Way too far in love with this idiot and his perfect smile. This night probably changed your whole life.

You were welcomed in the night and music world, and if you didn't like going out and parties, then you will. Starting with all his concerts. That's what you thought.

He always brings you with him, you become his first source of energy and knowing you're waiting for him at the end helps him doing his very best every time. The passion in his voice hits different now.

You only saw him at some concerts first, but dating him showed you a lot of things you didn't really imagine.

Instead of going out a lot, and meeting all the time with the energetic and loud laughing boy, you actually got comfortably resting next to a settled down and calm Beomgyu while he writes and plays guitar.

And that was better than anything you imagined when you said yes to him. The casual love, little attention and calm night just staying by his side was the best thing ever.

He doesn't talk much when he composes and writes, but there's times when he stops to look at you, you feel like the most special thing in his life.

"Most of my songs are about you."

He's still his goofy self, and would tease you all the time when he catches you staring at him, mouth slightly agape and shiny eyes.

"You can't take your eyes off me, don't you ?" But deep down he wants to die of joy and can’t really hide his blush.

He feels the same when he looks at you, you just rarely catch him.

Taehyun – High school sweetheart

Taehyun is that clever guy who’s ready to help everyone you know, way too kind for this world. And you happened to suck a little at school, so he offered you some help.

Let’s just say that he had a thing for you from the start. The way you were honest about your capacities and not afraid to say it when you didn’t get what the heck he was talking about. You made him laugh a lot.

So, from all the people trying so hard to get him, it was the honest person who never thought of him that way that got his heart. And you were the first one taken aback.

Nevertheless, how to say no to him ? His perfect smile and sweet praises you always get when you did better than the previous time slowly got you dreaming about him back.

However, it’s not only about good things. He’s pretty popular and some people hated you for sure after you two started dating. But at the end of the day, he’s coming home with you so you don’t really mind.

Taehyun probably lets you down once in a while to help other people too. You honestly thought that you weren’t a priority but whenever you text him that you need him, he’s quitting everything for you.

He’s not the “high school sweetheart” for nothing, but sometimes he tends to forget himself a bit too much and you have to help him put more boundaries. You’re the one preventing the overwork he put on himself while helping people and he’s so thankful for it. It can seem mean to others, but he knows it’s how you show love.

Being his s/o means that you have the privilege to stay and sit with him when he studies for hours in the library – when he doesn’t like it when there’s people around. Study dates are his thing.

That also means that almost every time Taehyun lifts his eyes to check on you, he catches you staring at him mindlessly, making you blush and turn your gaze away. Failing to see him smile every time.

“I saw you” “I know…”

From time to time, he gets up from his chair and kisses you after catching you staring – but only if you two are alone in this corner of the library.

Huening Kai – The boy who fell first/harder

You never tried to change him and got closer to him when the others were making fun of him back in the days. He never forgot that and naturally, he was looking forward to every year just to know if he’ll be in your class again.

So him being with you for your last year was destiny to him.

He changed a lot, physically mostly because he is still his cute and kind self. He just grew taller and his face is more mature now, and he still loves you; even if he never told you.

You’re kinda surprised when Kai came to you immediately when he saw you in his classroom, almost blushing when he looked straight into your eyes. However he’s the one blushing, a little smile on his lips and looking away but telling you that he’s happy to be with you for his last year.

He doesn’t need to say much, and it doesn't take much time for you to notice how he acts around you and start to feel the same. Feeling loved and important can make you fall in love so easily.

Kai is sure that he would never love like he loves you again. It’s overwhelming, making his heart pound too fast when your hands touch his. Call him dramatic, but he’ll faint if you discretely smile at him during class again.

He just can’t get enough of you, you’re the best thing that happened in his life and his friends are tired of him talking about you nonstop.

He waited so long for this. Now he can go to all the places he wanted to go with you and get you cute gifts (I mean can you imagine little, run away era Kai smiling bc he got you a matching necklace ?? the cutest)

His love feels like the perfect first love after your real first one which just hurt you, he’s healing you in every way possible and in the end, you never want it to end either.

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tumblezwei · 3 months

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I am a Ruan Mei defender, not because I think she's a blameless misunderstood character, but bc I am very afraid of people interpreting her terrible actions as bad writing bc "the game still expects us to like her" or overexaggerating her bad traits in order to make Dr. Ratio look better by comparison.

And that's not to say I think Ratio is a "bad" guy either, I think the whole point of introducing him alongside Ruan Mei was to highlight how different the Genius Society operates compared to "normal" academics. Ratio's over the top arrogance makes him off-putting at first, but his genuine desire to spread knowledge to everyone who wants to learn it is the perfect contrast to the obsession and selfishness of the Genius Society, who only ever care about fulfilling their own desires without concern for those below them. Even Screwllum, the member who seems the most sociable and friendly, let Ratio carry on with his antics on the space station just to see what would happen, even though it put the Trailblazer in danger and threatened the whole facility.

So that is to say, Ruan Mei is like that on purpose. We aren't supposed to see her drugging us and sending us after an incomplete Emanator of Propagation and be confused as to how she's a "goody guy." She isn't. None of the members of the Genius Society are "good" people just bc we're allied with them. Herta uses Traliblazer as a guinea pig for the Simulated Universe after all, and we now know that as long as it's something he's curious about, Screwllum won't interfere to protect us even when he's already figured out the solution to the problem we're facing.

But I also want to do a little apologism for Ruan Mei bc sometimes the accusations I see lobbed at her is a bit much. Like, yeah, she drugged us, but it was a temporary inhibitor that literally only stopped us from giving people information about Ruan Mei. And she didn't do it just to fuck with us? Ruan Mei is incredibly aware of how emotionally detached she is and knows it's almost impossible for her to understand the affection given to her by her creations. She doesn't drug us out of some evil desire to control information, she does it bc she knows her time on the space station is temporary and wants to avoid leaving behind any memories of her being there. That doesn't make it okay and it's still presented alongside everything else she does that's uncaring towards TB and her creations, but it makes it a little more complicated than just "she's an unfeeling sociopath that would happily watch us die." It's bad, but it's also one of Ruan Mei's weird and not good ways of showing consideration.

It's interesting, is what I'm saying. It's compelling. And I don't really dig how it she gets reduced to a two-bit manipulator.

I'm a bit of a stickler for this particular thing bc it's something I truly adore about HSR's writing, and also something I see as one of the game's core themes. There is no clear divide between "good" guys and "bad" guys. The Genius Society is full of emotionally constipated weirdos who wouldn't pay a single bit of attention to us if we weren't interesting to them, but they're also important allies to the Express. The Stelleron Hunters are our biggest opposition and wreak havoc on whatever planet they enter, but we know that their goals somewhat align with our own and unless you go out of your way to be mean to her with every dialogue option, it's pretty obvious that Kafka is someone Trailblazer loves.

And even Cocolia, someone who almost destroyed the last remnants of civilization on her own planet, gets treated with sympathy. Bronya is allowed to mourn her mother and still see her as an aspirational figure, all the while Serval is allowed to break off ties with her and definitively move on from her past.

It's a theme that carries over to a lot of HSR's important side quests too, where often you're expected to choose between two options that both have some pretty heavy downsides no matter what. You have your own moral compass, and along the way the choices may seem crystal clear, but it's never so black and white as you predict. It's a game about decisions, about making your own way in life and learning about the different worldviews of those you meet. Good or bad, helpful or hurtful, it's not always so obvious as "this person did something bad to me, now I will forever dislike them."

"When there is the chance to make a choice, make one that you know you won't regret," "explore, understand, establish, and connect," "the Express welcomes everyone" etc etc

#this post took more turns that I originally planned #but once I got on one topic it railroaded me into the other #so now there's this #honkai star rail #honkai posting #rambling

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hwnglx · 5 months

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could u pls do how beomgyu acts when he’s around his crush ?? <33

how would beomgyu act around his crush?

based on tarot. i do not know these idols personally. energies are always changing. what i say is NOT straight fact. pls take it with a grain of salt!

pagow, 7osw&knosw&6ow, ju, 2ow, 5oc, 10oc, 3osw

+ having his ☼ in pisces and ☾ in scorpio, beomgyu is a deeply emotional and sensitive person in general.

however, once he's in 🥰 mode, he can get surprisingly assertive and fiery. his aries venus and sagittarius mars, gives him this active and direct approach when it comes to romance.

having a crush, is something that enables a lot of passion and excitement within beomgyu. it makes him feel alive. his heart beats strongly, his adrenaline shoots up, he gets very enthusiastic and passionate. there is this almost childlike exhilaration he will feel. he's definitely the type to get all thrilled over a single text message from his crush.

he'll be incredibly curious about his crush. once he develops interest in a person, he wants to know everything about them. he wants to know what his crush likes, what they dislike, what they enjoy doing, what they don't enjoy doing. beomgyu won't do this in a particurlary creepy manner, but his crush will just be so interesting to him. he'll wonder a lot like.. "wow what could this stunning person be like?" he'd ask them to tell him about themselves if they ever went on a date and pay a lot of attention to his crushes words. he'd also be very interested in learning about the person's views on deeper things, and love to have a lot of meaningful conversations about topics that go beyond the standard small talk.

beomgyu will do a lot of thinking and pondering over how to proceed, on his own. he isn't really the type to let everyone know he has a crush on someone, and is a person who prefers keeping this matter more private.. however, he'll be pretty direct and straightforward in his pursuit.

he showcases his interest in someone in a confident manner, and won't be afraid to make his liking obvious to his crush. quite the opposite, he really wants to act on his feelings. definitely the type to just come up to a person he finds interesting and flirt with them directly. compliment them bluntly, like telling them they're probably the most beautiful person he's ever come across, he couldn't resist talking to them. he can be very straightfoward and smooth, great at flattering. to the extent where it could surprise some people, since he usually doesn't seem like an extremely blunt guy. but in romance, he's all in.

he will be incredibly attentive. i can see him being amazing at keeping intimate eye contact and closely listening to every word his crush says, just letting them speak and rarely interrupting them. beomgyu will be excellent at making his crush feel thoroughly listened to, cared about and special. he's the type to make his crush feel better about themselves so naturally, whether that's through compliments or just the raw attention he gives them. he really wants to make sure his crush exactly knows how crazily attracted he feels towards them, and is very eager to make them fall for him as well. having his crush like him back, will be one of the best feelings in the world for beomgyu, and boost his ego a lot.

- i can sense that there seems to be a bit of an inner conflict he can deal with, because of this obvious clash between him as a person, and him as a lover. beomgyu does have high standards, not only towards his partners but also himself. it's easy for him to feel regret over some impulsive things he said or did in the heat of the moment, look back on his conversation with his crush and think "i shouldn't have said that" or "did i overwhelm them?" "did i ruin my image?" "do they think i'm too much?" he puts a lot of importance into his crushes opinion of him, and can be afraid to make himself a fool by being too excited or direct sometimes. he wants to appear like the perfect man to his crush, someone they could never say no to.. so, he'll put a lot of effort into making the best impression on them, however deep inside he can struggle with a lot of doubts and worries.

beomgyu doesn't like seeming like a very sensitive or overly emotional person in general, since that's a part of him he hesitates to showcase openly. he doesn't like making himself very vulnerable. so, especially towards a person he's interested in, and wants to appeal to, it's easy for him to hide behind a more confident and strong facade. he feels like his "softer" side is one that is much more complex, and difficult to like.

#kpop tarot #txt tarot #his chart is crazy

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sweetmoonlight7 · 2 months

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Changes pt 2 | jegulus microfic | word count: 764

tw: slight mentions of abuse

@always-reading i hope you like it :)

also here is the first part

Leaving the house wasn’t the most difficult part.

At first Regulus had been worried about what his parents' reactions would be. Although they had never been too violent, their punishments often left them locked in or without food.

So of course he thought they would follow them or that they wouldn’t let them leave. He imagined cruel words and dark rooms and his brother’s cries.

How did he never think about this though?

When Regulus and his brother left three days ago it was past midnight. Their parents were asleep and kreacher had seen him off. The potters had met them a couple blocks away from Grimmauld to take them back.

When he got the Potters cottage James had already set up a place for him to stay. It was nice, there were clothes and some books Effie had picked out for him.

So all that was left was to wait.

He waited

and waited

but nothing came.

His parents didn’t try to show up. They didn’t storm into the Potters home demanding for their children back. There weren’t letters or howlers sent.

They didn’t care.

“Are you settling in okay?” ah James had been checking in on him ever since they got here. The worry in his voice only gets progressively worse by Regulus' silence.

“Yes, thank you” his voice sounded far away even to him. There was no way it would really convince James once he looked down at where Regulus was sitting on his bed, book open but on the same page for the last three days.

It was dark, he hadn’t even turned a light on to pretend that he was reading. The only light came through from his half opened window.

“I know it’s been difficult for you, getting used to being here”

“The only thing that has been difficult about this is realizing my parents have never cared”

Silence.

He can imagine that James doesn’t know what to say. How to fix this. In turn he doesn’t know how to explain that there isn’t anything to fix. Although he is upset it’s more because of the surprise from the lack of contact.

It had never come to his mind that his parents wouldn’t do anything. That they cared so little about them that they would just let them leave. Their pride winning over the idea of the perfect heirs.

He couldn’t even count on that.

Slowly James walked up to his bed and laid his head on top of Regulus shoulder almost as if he was afraid of scaring Regulus or having him turn away.

“Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?”

“I’m not upset”

“You know you don’t have to lie to me about being hurt, I won't get mad or sad if you are”

“It’s more of a surprise than a hurt, I don’t know if to be happy they did nothing or upset that they don’t care. At the very least I thought they would be angry. I just want them to care”

“Have you thought about going back?”

He shakes his head and holds James hand. The last thing he wants is for James to think he’s unhappy or that he will leave.

"No, no, it's not like that. I'm happy to be here, I like being with you. It's just weird coming here and having you and your parents be so kind, but my parents? My parents are supposed to love and care about me, and they've made it obvious they don't. How can people I just met care more about me than the people who are the reason I was born? I don't think Sirius understands, and I know he's mad with me for how l've been acting these last couple of days. I haven’t meant to come off rude or ungrateful, I just feel tired"

“He’s not mad at you, just worried you will want to leave” James says “Sirius feels like he forced you to come and now you regret it”

“I don’t, I could never when I'm here with you and I know he’s safe. I think I just needed time to understand everything that has changed so far”

“So you won’t leave?” It’s spoken as barely a whisper, it hits Regulus just how scared James was.

“Of course not, I could never leave you”

James' shoulders sagged in relief and he offered a smile to Reguls and reached over and kissed the side of his head. “I just want you to be happy and safe”

“I’m always happy with you”

#jegulus #regulus black #james potter #starchaser #sunseeker #james potter x regulus black #marauders #sirius black #black family #jegulus microfic #jegulus fanfiction #james loves regulus #regulus loves james

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miss-atena · 8 months

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Umm not sure if your taking requests but could I get a Jason the toy maker x adhd reader. I just found out I have adhd and I kinda want a comfort headcannon for it. Sorry if your not taking requests have a good day. DRINK WATER.

You don't have any idea how happy I am for having a Jason request, he is literally my fave pasta and probably the reason I'm still so active with creepypasta lol.

On another note, I know how you are feeling. A diagnose, be it a new one or the first one, is always a bit scary, but I assure you your life will only get better from now, OP!

Now onto out favorite Toymaker, shall we?

Jason the Toymaker x ADHD Reader

Jason, with most people, is a meanie. But when it comes to you? Oh dear he is the sweetest, most sappy and even suffocating at times lover you could have.

He is also very overprotective of you. So when you got your diagnose, his head started thinking in a 101 things that ADHD could mean. He genuinely had no clue, he is not used with psychiatry as he is with psychology (for his reasons) so he was a bit confused.

Though after knowing that 1) you are not going to die from it and 2) what it actually is, he is quick to do anything at his reach and maybe even over it for you.

Oh you have a hiperfixation on a specific topic? He is buying and making you plushies and dolls of it.

You are on a very hyper day and is having trouble with forming a coherent line of thought on a conversation? Oh he can talk for you, no problem.

It will, at first, seem like he is babying you and pampering you too much, and if you don't mind that, he will continue with it.

But if it does bother you, he will notice. He notices every little change, sometimes even ones you yourself don't, and he will instantly go on a spiral of what is making you be bothered.

He is not afraid of changing his entire way of being just for you, he did it for people worth way less than you, so of course he would only do his best to Hsi favorite doll!

Jason has a tendency of misunderstanding and going on spirals in his head with what he thinks you like and want or not, mostly if you are changing a hiperfixation or if you are in a very hyperactive day, so make sure to be specific with him. If you don't he may end up spending a bit too much on the wrong things for you and making a scene as if it was someone else's fault (you know better by now)

When it comes to forgetfulness and your attention span, he has a very good way of always making sure you are on track. Everything that is not obvious what it is is labelled, just like how he has alarms for every important thing you may need a reminder of.

It is common to see a blue door appear in your room, just for Jason to get out with a full meal in arms, just for you. He will always cook it himself, as to make sure it is perfect. He can't have it not being perfect for you and your taste.

Even on the most frustrating of days, he is there with you. He will embrace you firmly, and whisper sweet comforting words in your ear.

"Darling, you are doing great, no need to feel bad, okay?"

"I'm sure we can work what is wrong later, why don't I make you a new plush?"

"Maybe today isn't the day, but you know what it is? A perfect day for a shopping trip."

It may not be much, but his words are so full of love and of care for you, that most times it does help a tad bit.

Oh yeah, almost forgot, don't let him get too excited when doing stuff for you, he might end up making his toy shops bankrupt and he also might end up in debt. He gets carried away on making you feel appreciated, but he still needs the for you two haha!

I hope this is good enough! Rough days for me, but writing for Jason always makes my days better.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta x reader #anon ask #jason the toymaker x reader #jason the toymaker #thanks for the request!#tena writing

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wanderlust-in-my-soul · 1 year

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My weekly roundup CW 20

I try to write down my thoughts after watching stuff to create a little weekly ranking in relation to the previous week on my, most of the times, quiet sundays (and because I love lists!). These are just my personal opinions and preferences.

And yes, this will contain spoilers!

The Promise is on hiatus this week. I guess it is because they wanted to end the series on WeTV and their Youtube channel on the same day.

→ 1. Love Mate (Ep 5+6)

Most adorable scene this week:

Ahhh, yes, I am obsessed with the series. I love them and don't want to miss them! Sunshine guy and Grumpy Guy are so precious. And grumpy guy is slowly becoming sunshine guy No 2. I love how happy he looks when he is with sunshine guy. I still didn't quite get the pool date and we were robbed of an underwater kiss! It was the perfect opportunity!!!! And they don't need to fool us. They are not date mates. They are a couple. I think it's cute how sunshine guy plays along, even though he actually knows full well that grumpy guy and him are a couple, but so as not to scare him away, he just plays along. The second thing I didn't understand, why don't they sleep together in the same bed? The solution to the problem was of course very adorable and I almost exploded because of the concentrated cuteness of the scene. I would have liked it even more if grumpy guy had climbed down to sunshine guy of his own accord and hugged him from behind. But I don't want to complain. The scene is burned into my memory forever now. And yes, the end of episode 6 fucked me up. Sunshine Guy! Go to him. Take him in your arms! Don't run away! But maybe he just knows grumpy guy well enough to know that he might have closed himself off in that moment. That fucked up ex-boyfriend. It was obvious that he would still play a role. You better not fuck this up in the finale!

↑ 2. La Pluie (Ep 4)

Most surprising kiss this week:

I'm squealing! I was really afraid that there would be a huge problem when Patts found out that Saengtai knew they were soulmates. But with that I am not mad. The kiss on the other hand…Yes, Saengtai initiated it, but Patts was willing to go quite a few steps further. Boy, Saengtai was drunk off his ass! No thought of getting into his pants there. But well, who hasn't made out with someone while drunk? I'll let it slide. Oh man, my critical eyes are really going blind when I like a scene. Not saying it was a good choice of writing the first kiss! Second point…Patts. Talk to your ex, please. Silence has never helped anyone. Especially not in front of love contaminated people. So tell her, hey, I found my soulmate and now I will start a new happy life with him. Other than that, Saengtai and Patts are both like sugar to me. I find their interactions so cute and want to permanently pinch their cheeks. The series definitely manages to pick up from week to week. I'm a little scared when it comes to the drama. I'm not going to like it, but honestly, we're on episode 4 of 12. There's a whole bunch more drama to come…And I'm not ready for it!

→ 3. Happy Merry Ending (Ep 7+8 Final)

The most smitten guy of the week:

Episode 7 I will simply banish from my memory again. But that was exactly what I feared last week. Namely that JaeHyun reminds SeungJun way too much of his ex with his manner. He couldn't offer him any protection at that moment. And I understand SeungJun so much that he sends JaeHyun away, that he wants to be alone, that he wants to protect himself. It's all been so new for him, he was too overwhelmed with the new relationship, because he himself wasn't ready yet from the head. Yes, JaeHyun gave him peace when they were together, but when he was alone, he was vulnerable again. He himself needs to learn to stop being vulnerable and attackable to his ex in order to be a good partner in the future and address and overcome his trauma because: Love cannot heal everything. But even though JeungJun sent JaeHyun away, it was his love that made JeungJun finally take control of his life. He had to make that decision himself to become stronger. And when he is ready, he just hopes that JaeHyun will forgive him…If we were to dive into reality at this point, we would realize that this is wishful thinking. How often does it happen that one person waits so long for another and that other person actually gives a sign at some point, like "Hey, I still like you"? The story would have actually ended at the point when JeungJun asks JaeHyun to leave and compares him to his disgusting ex. That would have been my breaking point, anyway. But, we are not in reality, but in the beautiful world of BL. And here, with the last episode, we get our happy ending, as we hoped for. And may I say at this point that I now wish we had heard more songs from JaeHyun? What a beautiful voice! Makes him even more handsome. I liked the story. I liked that JeungJun managed to turn his life around on his own. I liked the look on JaeHyun's face when he looks at JeungJun. I liked their absolutely cozy looking togetherness. I liked their romance.

↑ 4. Our Skyy 2 (Ep 9+10)

Okay, I was so afraid Our Skyy would ruin my favorites, but shit, was it fun! Would I have liked to see Tinn and Gun navigate their lives with each other after school with new challenges? Absolutely. Do I think the role reversal idea is bad? Not really. It's very amusing to see Gemini and Fourth play each other's roles and give them their own character traits. And they came up with some really good jokes. I was on the floor laughing. The dance scene was so over the top. The whole scene after the exam when they were in each other's arms…I couldn't take it anymore! And to add TiwsonPor as an already existing couple - chef's kiss. They know exactly what they are doing. This is fanservice at its finest. I love it when a show is aware of its fans and what they want, and when they don't just throw it out there, but incorporate in well into the plot. This is so fanfiction!!! It's like the writers and everyone involved really paid attention and saw where the mistakes or inconsistencies were with the original series and now they're making fun of them in an excellent way. Best scene: the guys are all in a room together and Gun and Tinn are flirting with each other and the guys are nagging them not to be so loud. That's realistic for a change. All in all, I liked the episodes of Our Skyy so much more than the previous ones.

↓ 5. My Story (Ep 6)

I don't care about this week! Please don't let Zeke be late for that stupid school event next week and what's with Drake and him? The drama belongs with Sky and Win. Not in our little sanctuary Zeke x Fifth heaven. I resent that! This week was soooo cute again! Fifth is just still very unsure if he can be enough and satisfy Zeke, and Zeke may give him something to doubt there when he agrees to Kim's event even though he promised to be at the school event. And I can already somewhat imagine next week that drama can arise through that. Although I can also understand Zeke wanting to fuel his career as a photographer a bit with the assignment from Kim. These two are going to break my heart before they painstakingly patch it back together. And just between us, I probably wouldn't mind to see their reconciliation in the end.

↓ 6. Our Dining Table (Ep 7)

A kiss? Really now? Not that I think there was really a kiss with the camera shot like that, but still! Brave Minoru! Aside from the kiss, it was another nice, stable episode. Yutaka is opening up to Minoru and Tane is such an empathetic boy, it's heartbreaking. And the dad is my absolute favorite! I think among all of us, he's the biggest shipper of the two!

↑ 7. Step by Step (Ep 5)

Jeng and Pat are so side tracked in my mind right now. Yes, there is progress, they slept in a bed together and you can tell they both already know they like the other. And at the end there was this totally romantic scene with fireworks in the background that screamed for a kiss and then the cut came…okay…but, what really stuck in my mind? My ambivalent feelings about Jaab and Jane. But I did some soul-searching. One of my favorite series is Love Mechanics…so who am I to judge? Yes, Jane fucked up, but shit happens in this world. That doesn't excuse anything, but I'm selfish and I want these two to get together. They both like each other. And of course Jaab doesn't hide it, but he never makes the first move. So it's absolutely clear that Jane is equally attracted to Jaab. So much that he crosses lines he shouldn't. The affair, or even a fling, has a certain tingle, the whiff of something forbidden. It's morally reprehensible and yet the subject matter is always found in the media and people are drawn to it. Why? Because it shows emotions very raw and pure. Because desire for a person is depicted, which otherwise can hardly be transported through the medium. Because it means that the desire for this person, be it purely sexual or even romantic, is so great that one accepts the moral contempt. Because in some moments you have no control over your thoughts and your body. Because it is a temptation that people would like to give in to, at least in their thoughts. It means giving up control to your heart and even if you have never had the thought of cheating, you can still understand what can happen in your body and head. So yeah, I'm not mad about it at the end of this week. I'm excited to see what happens next and I'm eager to see when they get to their happy ending and what other obstacles are put in their way.

↑ 8. A Boss and a Babe (Ep 12 Final)

Most ridiculous dialogue of the week:

The finale surprised once again. How pissed I was at first when it turned out to be just a dream…I hate that. That is one of the shittiest placeholder…fucking dream sequences. And then also at the end of the last episode, so it can't be resolved until the next episode either. That hit home. After that, it was a sugar fest. So much sweetness and romance. Was a little too much for my stunted heart. But it was the conclusion I think we all thought and hoped for. The friends group is and remains my favorite of the series and especially the fact that they have accepted Gun into their group like that and he visibly feels at home there. The roof terrace at the end was a bit much for me. If my partner did that, I'd probably be throwing up rainbows and cotton candy. But anyway. I'm excited to see what happens next week with Our Skyy 2…The preview looked…exhausting, to put it nicely.

↓ 9. Naked Dining (Ep 6)

Oh, Futa… What are you doing? You're dreaming about Mahiro kissing you. Do you want me to interpret it for you? Your subconscious has already figured out that you like him. Your subconscious is trying to tell you what you want, you just have to listen and let it happen. Instead, you're talking about getting married and starting a family. And the look on Mahori's face spoke volumes. He's so hurt and disappointed. He really thought you guys were making progress after Futa's talk of fate, that you found each other again. Oh man. This is so frustrating. All the better that Mahiro told him the truth in the end and leaves Futa alone with his thoughts now. I'm excited to see what happens next.

→ 10. House of Stars (Ep 3)

I found the episode so boring and uninteresting and I don't understand the dynamic going on. I don't get what the relationship is supposed to be between Gun and Pitch. Pitch is obsessed with Gun and Gun doesn't like him, but tolerates him and sometimes looks at him like he's in love with him and is nice to him. And on the other hand, we have So, who is clearly into Pitch and Pitch kind of likes him, but by the portrayal of his character, I really can't see any feelings from Pitch. And yeah, the choice of how he conveys the character is really not working for me. I don't like it. And Pitch is such an unlikable character. He knows he's going to screw up, again and again and again and doesn't learn from it and again and again others have to bail him out while is standing there grinning...Yes, I'm dropping it at this point.

#weekly wrap up #sunday charts #weekly update #josi watching bl #just my opinion #love mate #la pluie the series #happy merry ending #our skyy 2 #my story the series #our dining table #step by step the series #naked dining #a boss and a babe #house of stars #bl series #bl drama

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obae-me · 5 hours

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Omg Hi!!! It has been so long since I have seen you on my dash! How are you doing love? I hope you are doing super well ^.^ I recently saw your Mc with trauma post. I loved it so much, and it has also given me a lot to mull over the past few days lol.

Honestly I love the idea of a traumatized Mc and the brothers feeling like absolute shit for the way they treated them in the beginning... but yk another part of me wonders when I imagine my own traumas in that scenario... that for people (the bros- literal demons) who have faced so many things and traumas in their own lives, whether my feelings or pain is even comparable to that. Ik you can't compare things like that and the brothers would probably even be mad if I think of my feelings this way since it's the "Ohhhh someone always has it worse. It's not even that bad so just suck it up" self-deprecating part of me. Despite knowing ALL THAT I can't help but think that I am not traumatized enough to deserve empathy lmao (I realize how stupid it sounds saying it out loud).

So that is what REALLY got me thinking. What about an Mc that is genuinely terrified of scrutiny, being a nuisance and just basically inconveniencing anyone for things that are just basic needs. Idk if I am explaining it well enough oof and a mc like that (like me lmao) certainly won't bode well with Lucifer. Atleast not in the beginning. I could hate him (I could never but if I did) but still be terrified of disappointing him. This is what I mean when I say I love him but he reminds me too much of my father habits wise 🤢.

I am thinking a Mc who is afraid of asking even their basic needs at the beginning once Lucifer mumbled about them being too much trouble. Mc who feels so extremely guilty when the brothers get anything for them, cuz they feel like they have to work for it or they don't deserve it. Mc whose blood freezes over when they break something and try to replace it as quick as possible so no one blames them. Mc who never expresses their concerns so as to not add to the brothers' already full plates or worry them. It hurts to bottle it all up but seeing the brothers' concerned faces with so much PITY is a thousand times worse. Mc who never complains and adjusts to even unfair situations so as to not be a bother. Mc who just takes, takes and takes everything bad and doesn't say a word cuz they feel like they deserve it. Mc who tells little white lies to hide their flaws and be the perfect exchange student and avoid scoldings and criticisms ; only to stew in shame, disgust, self-loathing when someone eventually catches up on one of the lies (the person probably didn't even make a big deal of it/ was only mildly disappointed but Mc feels their heart breaking in two as they think they have broken their trust forever and would never be trusted again)

Gosh this got way longer than I was expecting >.< and a lot of signs like these aren't really obvious until you are close to that person. I think so many of us are so hard and rutheless to ourselves when sometimes the thing we need the most is a little compassion and understanding ;-;

Hi! I love seeing you in my inbox and thank you! I've been in recovery mode for the last few months but am finally coming back out of that cave and working on my hobbies again (seriously going too long without writing almost feels like going without food for me)! I hope you've been doing well too!

And oof, yes, I understand what you're saying completely. I'm like that too in a lot of ways, keeping certain details or complaints to myself because "Oh surely what I've been to is really nothing". And sometimes I let something slip and people get very concerned. Which is validating in a way, not that I need to be validated for it, everyone goes through their own pain and awful things SUCK no matter to what extent it is and I've had to learn that through my life.

(Wow that MC really is just me, huh? Calling me out are you? /j)

Honestly this type of MC is just canon to me. (I mean, the more pithy responses the MC has in original OM might just be due to writing but to me it just seems like the calm and general response of someone throwing out NPC answers as a survival tactic.)

They suck things up and soak up everything that's been said to them and work hard to remain a normal functioning being.

And of course Lucifer is an interesting character to think about with this MC because on one hand the human could absolutely despise him for the way he treats them. Or on the other hand (if you're like me I guess, which I realize is hella unhealthy, oops) the MC could look up to him and work extra hard to try to gain his validation, because getting praise from someone like that means you must not be a failure, right?

And just...the dynamic of that is so appealing to me, because Lucifer loves when people work hard and do what they're told, but then if he finally comes to the realization that they're burning out and actually almost putting themselves in more danger and harm because of HIM? And at the end of the day he's doing more damage than any of his chaotic brothers? (I like to have him spiral and be humbled just a bit)

Just all of the brothers doing some deep introspection once they come to care for MC and needing to sit down and realize that probably made their human feel so much worse and then spending the rest of eternity trying to fix that. And then the "I can fix him" mentality from MC turns into the "I can fix them" from every other character. A special Uno Reverse, if you will.

Oops, this turned into a fairly long ramble of my own...

Thanks for popping into my inbox with your thoughts! Traumatized MC deserves some extreme love

#not writing #asks

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polarisbibliotheque · 8 months

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So like, less of a suggestion and more of a question - I recently found your works and have just been blown away by the details (like, seriously, you're on the top of my favorite writers list) and just how... perfect you craft everything? I genuinely inspire to be like you, but the problem is that I've hit a rut - I'm super unsatisfied with my writing, and whenever I try to get back into the writing zone, I just fall flat. Is there any advice you could give on how to improve one's writing? What would be your tips and tricks at getting into that writing zone?

(Do apologize me taking SO LONG to answer, but I had some health emergencies the last couple of weeks and ended up in the hospital – I’m doing better now, chilling at home and trying to recover. My doctor is 90% sure I have Crohn’s Disease and I’m having many ups and downs trying to find a proper treatment that I seem to respond to. BUT…)

…I hope you are aware of how much you made me smile, blush and almost indulge into my teary eyes upon reading this. Hahahaha seriously, thank you SO much!! I can’t even thank you enough, I’m just in pure awe that another being in this big ol’ world we live in thinks so highly of my writing!!

I mean, not even I think that highly of my writing. Notice a pattern? ;)

One thing I learned being an artist – not only writing, I also draw, play the piano, write music on my free time/when inspiration hits, everything creative, I’m there, doing it – is that we’re never really satisfied with our work. We will always think we could’ve done something better, and we’re definitely going to be pretty “meh” about a lot of things we do – even when other people think it’s a masterpiece.

And that is good! We’ll always strive to perfect our skills! You just have to remember to appreciate the work you do even when you’re not completely satisfied with it. You will get to where you want to – but then, you’ll wish to improve even more! And that is awesome!

But hey, I do have some tips and tricks on improving and getting into that writing vibe!

For the people getting to the party now, my main tip on improving is here, in the first part of the answer for this ask! Now, now…

(long post below, as expected YEE BEEN WARNED!)

Regarding improving:

Read. A. Lot. Hahaha I know that’s quite an obvious one, but it’s really important. Personally, I think reading mindlessly just to fill a quota of “I read 25 books a month” doesn’t work. It works when you absorb it – when you allow yourself to plunge into the world of the book you’re reading, feeling the characters, the emotions, the settings… That helps you build your “mental library” so to speak! And sometimes you’ll find things and expressions you like that you might use both on your daily speech and while writing – for instance, I have this awful thing of saying “there’s a lack of wings to my words” whenever I’m speechless, because of Homer’s Odyssey. I freaking LOVE that book, I loved that expression, I use it all the time, and it has definitely bled into my writing.

WRITE! A LOT! Write bad stuff, good stuff, short 2 pages thing-ys that you go “hey that’s a good idea!” but you’ll never actually turn into a full story, random scenes, fanfiction, stupid fanfiction, serious fanfiction, self-indulgent stories, stories for your family, stories for yourself, stories for whoever wants to read or not, dreams that could be great stories… The point is to write. It’s much like drawing or playing the piano: if you don’t practice, you won’t get better and you won’t develop your style. The more you practice, the better you get! So don’t be afraid to write bad stuff, cringy stuff, or ridiculous stuff – or even stuff you thought would be awesome and turns out bad, or stuff you think will never turn into anything that turn amazing! One way or another, you’ll be refining your craft!

Identify what you like on writers you admire. I started noticing that while reading The Silmarillion. The Lord of the Rings is my favorite book since I read it for the first time when I was 15, but I didn’t pick up The Silmarillion until I was around 22 – and by then, I started underlining with a light pencil all the phrases I liked most, something my mom did on her old books when she was around my age. I then started taking a look at what I liked about Tolkien’s writing so much – and in other books too: what kind of phrases seemed to resonate more with my soul. Which ones brought tears to my eyes and a smile to my face. And then I notice I tend more to the unconventional ways of describing things.

For instance, instead of going like “she was beautiful, with pale skin under raven dark hair, blue eyes shining on her fair face” I tend to go for the unconventional, sort of eerie, not so much taken for granted kind of describing “her beauty glowed like the first pale star to glisten in the evening sky, under a deep sea of dark, velvety hair, making her eyes twinkle like sapphires with a smart look while carrying the light she kept in her soul”. If I had to, the second one would be how I’d describe Arwen or Lúthien, giving them that ethereal otherworldly beauty they have. It's also the one that evokes more feelings inside of me rather than just a mental image.

That’s why I try to describe some things in a different light. When I’m writing, I want people to feel something – but how can you describe that feeling of joy when you hug someone you love and the whole world fades for a minute? That’s when I go for the “his heart bled with gold while his hands never wanted to let them go. For a minute, time seemed to stop and there was nothing else but his heartbeat intertwining with theirs, beating as the same song – even if theirs was more melodic while his was more melancholic. It was that kind of tune that made his lungs not remember how to breathe and his eyes pour – while his lips reflected all the gold that cascaded from his heart.” It’s a quick (rather ridiculous) example, but I do think about some things: how when I feel like that, I tend to have a hard time breathing and I do cry, but it’s because I want to smile so much I cannot contain it. Then I try to describe those feelings with metaphors and poetic stuff because I’m a melodramatic bitch.

Jokes aside, it’s because I like that sort of writing that has that beauty behind it – or more of a melancholic approach. It’s what resonates the most with me and I adopted it, even if sometimes it feels too… Abstract. I like that ability of people piecing the abstractness together and having their own interpretation – and that’s what makes people have different feelings while reading the same thing.

Is this for everyone? Absolutely not. I bet some people despise all that poeticness I like to put on words to lace them like a painting, you know? So, the more you re-read the things you like, you’ll start identifying what resonates with you and you can apply that to your own writing!

And that doesn’t mean you’ll have to be locked on that writing style as well. I’m currently trying to finish a book (I hope someday I can publish it) which is a cyberpunk style story, with lots of inspiration from Cyberpunk 2077, Blade Runner, John Wick (yes, Keanu Reeves sends his regards) and all that poetic writing doesn’t quite fit there. I’m using more of a direct approach, but there’s a lot of existentialism and reflecting on overcoming grief, trauma, owning your own life and contemplating one’s own mortality – and that’s where that poetic, metaphoric, melancholic, bittersweet characteristic of my writing style comes into play. And then everyone starts cursing and shooting each other again :)

Having a style doesn’t mean getting stuck in it – it means knowing when and where to use it!

Now regarding getting into the writing zone:

I freaking ADORE music and it helps me A TON while I’m writing. It’s like setting the mood. I’m trying to be sexy, or mysterious, or having that vampire-y vibe? Depeche Mode playlist it is. Fight scenes? Metal and Electronic. I need to freaking focus and get to work without thinking too much about the music (or start dancing like crazy whenever a song I love comes in and there I am, dancing and singing in my room at 3 a.m)? Piano playlists – classic, modern, everything and anything, as long as it is piano.

Playing music that goes with what I’m writing also helps. For my cyberpunk book, for instance, I put on the Cyberpunk 2077 OST playlist/radio on, or I search for “Cyberpunk Ambience/Playlist” on Youtube and let it roll while I write. For my King Arthur stories (yes, still working on them), I put on Celtic music compilations, Enya, Loreena McKennitt or the piano playlists. For my vampire stories, be the medieval or the near-future one, dark piano, Dark Wave, etc. Perhaps searching for that one playlist that has to do with your story setting and listening to it for some time might get you in the zone!

I also usually write deep in the night. Because I’m a spawn of Dracula. After everyone at home has gone to sleep, I make myself some hot tea, sit on my computer, start listening to music and write. That’s because I know I won’t be interrupted, and I can do just that. Sometimes, I start writing at 1 a.m, other times earlier, other times later. Try to notice when your ideas seem to flow better and when you get more into the zone – but please, don’t be unhealthy as I am and go to sleep at a decent hour. I’m not an example here with my sleeping schedule hahahaha

Cringy moment: when I’m stuck, I act the last scene I wrote as one of my characters in the shower and, usually, ideas start to come in (and I have to get off the shower). Hahahaha now that’s just a weird one, but I have NO idea why, my best ideas arise in the shower. Water has a weird effect on me, so sometimes I just stand there with warm water pouring over my head and, lo and behold, I’m exiting the shower in a hurry because I just got my writer mood back HAHAHA so maybe some very mundane activity – like cooking, taking the trash out, cleaning the room – might be where your writer brain will come to life. You never know.

Needless to say, I talk to myself a lot, sometimes as if I’m talking to the characters. That is a very bad coping mechanism I developed when I was being bullied at school – I used to pretend Dante was with me when I was alone or something had happened and I needed someone by my side, so nowadays I have a very easy time writing this man. I started doing that with some of my characters, and that goes for repeating lines or part of the stories I’m writing to see if I can get un-stuck. It’s not the greatest of things, but it works. My neighbors might think I’m crazy, though xD

When I’m completely unmotivated or I keep staring at the blank page without being able to write, I try to immerse myself in what I’m writing about. So, if I’m stuck on my cyberpunk book, I watch some Cyberpunk 2077 let’s plays, I re-watch the Edgerunners anime, I re-watch Blade Runner, I re-read some parts of Do Androids Dream of Electrical Sheep? or I, Robot, I listen to Blade Runner’s soundtrack, I even try to play Cyberpunk 2077 (while praying not to get motion sickness or not having my pc exploding from overworking). If I’m stuck on my King Arthur works, then I re-watch the 2004 movie (may the gods bless Ioan Gruffudd and his wonderful Lancelot and Mads Mikkelsen as my beloved Tristan), re-read the 3 books on the Chronicles of Arthur series, listen to some Celtic music, research Arthurian stories for hours on the internet, search for my encyclopedias at home to see if they have something on King Arthur, read obscure translated manuscripts from ancient times on it … So, immersing yourself on reading, researching, listening to music, watching movies, playing videogames, listening to stories, watching series, reading mangas, watching anime, documentaries, going to the movies, basically doing anything that has to do with the theme you’re writing, may get you in the mood. Next time you sit down to write, it might flow wonderfully!

I don’t force myself to write, though. If I do, I usually can’t write a single decent word and I’ll hate it. If things aren’t flowing – and this I learned with my mom, who also draws – I leave it for a while and go do something else. Maybe I’ll have some warm tea, or watch a completely unrelated movie, or read my current book, or talk to my parrot in the kitchen, play some piano, draw a little, or just take a good nap. My mom says it refreshes the head and the eyes, and when you come back to it, you’ll be a lot more inclined to find things that weren’t working and let those creative juices flow.

I also have a very weird search history and I’m not ashamed of it. All writers do, and it’s better to have a weird search history than not knowing what you’re talking about, honestly. And sometimes, researching takes a lot more time than writing and might get you motivated – time spent learning is never wasted. Even if you’re learning what kind of dates grow in Greece and are offered to Apollo (bless his heart).

Sometimes, I write something completely unrelated, with a very different theme, and stupidly goofy – and that gets me back to the writing vibes. Sometimes there’s just this need of writing something for the sake of writing, and you just want something foolish to make you smile like a goof. It’s valid and it might be your ticket out of writing-rut-land.

Now some little uncalled for advices:

I spent too long being self-conscious and too serious about it. If it’s not your style, don’t force it. Some people need structure, other people thrive in chaos – know what’s your style and go for it. I hate planning novels, for example. But I will outline the main points of the story and the ending – the rest, well, the characters have to show me whatever else they’re doing, and I have to go with it. Sometimes there are huge arcs I didn’t plan as a main point of the story, but they pop up in the middle of it and they are important – I like leaving that room for impromptu writing/creating. So, find out how it works for you, not how it works for everyone else.

You don’t have to create masterpieces right at the first time you’re writing. Take my King Arthur thing-y for example. I wrote the full story when I was 15. When I was in college, I decided to re-write it. And then, when I was at work, I decided to re-write the re-write. And now, I just took all my files, read them, thought about it all, outlined a whole new story and decided to write anew. Not re-write, but take all that work and write as if I had never written anything before – in the original file, the main characters were 15 years old and in school, now they have their jobs at Universities and work on the secret society that is now a lot more fleshed out and built with loads of new characters around (including a new one I created yesterday after months not thinking about it).

If I hadn’t written the Twilight-sort of embarrassing thing when I was 15, I wouldn’t have this whole universe, characters and story to build upon nowadays. It wasn’t a masterpiece, but it was a good idea – and I’ll keep working on it until I’m happy with it. It’s been 13 years I’m working on it now, maybe when it reaches its 15th anniversary, I’ll be able to finally let it see the light of day!

Don’t listen to the “NEVER DO THIS!!” advices. Seriously. Writing is a form of art – and, as in all art, there isn’t a right or wrong. By all means, see what people are saying it’s bad and you should never do – I watch and read those advices so I can learn to be better too! – but don’t take it to heart. As Captain Barbossa would say, it’s more of a guideline than rules set in stone. Sometimes, something people say you should NEVER EVER do is something that works perfectly fine for you and your style of writing. Learn to make up your own mind: learn new things, listen to advices, but absorb those that resonate with you and leave those that don’t. That’s how you create your own opinion about things and how you find your writing style!

One fun thing to point out on this as an example: me, my mom, my sister and my dad ADORE reading. My sister loves Jane Austen, my mom is a super fan of Dostoyevsky and Russian literature, while my dad lives for Isaac Asimov and all things sci-fi. I love sci-fi, my mom can’t stand it. I read Dante’s Inferno in a week and my mom couldn’t get past the first verses. My sister can’t read poetry at all and is terribly bored by Lord of the Rings. My dad read my Chronicles of Arthur books and even told me to buy the complete the series. Me and my sister enjoyed Khaled Hosseini’s books a lot, but my mom never felt like reading them.

All of this to say: it’s not a matter of who’s more intellectual than the other, it’s a matter of who likes which kind of literature and writing styles. Some people are more comfortable with one way of writing or a certain kind of literature and can’t stand others – and that’s ok. Writing is pretty much the same. THERE ARE NO FIXED RULES! BE A REBEL!

If it helps you: character sheets. Around 8 years ago – or more – I searched and searched online for the character sheet that could help me the best. I had never done it before and thought it was quite useless, until I downloaded one and started filling the infos on my main characters of my Arthurian sort of story. Lo and behold, they became SO MUCH BETTER and that’s when I started rewriting everything: I understood all characters a LOT better and made better decisions when writing them. It doesn’t work for everyone, though, but it’s a lot of fun for me. Currently, I don’t use it much because I now know what are the main things I need for my characters to seem alive, but it’s always nice to have a reference when you’re writing.

My cyberpunk story, for instance, it has A BUNCH of characters with scars, different hair colours, different eye colours, the way they dress, birthmarks, cyber-implants, cyber-prothesis, dressing styles… And sometimes I get lost in it. So it’s nice keeping a character sheet when I go like “wait, she has burn marks on the left arm or the right arm…?”

And keeping a file on worldbuilding might be helpful as well. I noticed that writing my cyberpunk thing. The first thing I wrote was a huge file explaining the city, the factions, the districts, people’s styles, who are the viruses, the sub-types of viruses, the political parties, the police and secret police, the difference between artificials and organics, how does access to the world works, what is the Ocularis system, the most important corporations, their names, their owners… And all those things will probably never appear on this story.

But I felt a HUGE difference. Instead of info-dumping right at the beginning to make the reader understand how the world is built and how it works, I started it right at an important point in the story. No one knows anything about how things work, but, as the characters speak to each other, they talk about so many things that the reader catches things and pieces together how all things are organized.

Don’t try to explain everything. Tying with I said before, if you have a very good idea of how things work, how the characters relate to each other, how they react and how they think, you won’t need to info-dump. I usually think I’m seeing my characters going about their day and that is ALL I’m describing: what they are saying, feeling, thinking and doing. If I feel something is missing for people to fully understand, then I add something quite minimal to help. But I don’t overexplain: people are intelligent and they can piece things together.

Don’t go full Marvel movies and explain everything as if no one can understand unless you say it. Go Nolan and try to make people understand with images, feelings, glances, metaphors and such. It’s very effective in writing! (Don’t get me wrong, I do like Marvel movies, but they have become those kinds of movies that require little mental effort because literally everything will be explained in a huge monologue or through dialogue. You don’t always need dialogues – and if you say “oh that’s too ambiguous and people won’t be certain about it” that’s the beauty of art: it’s always up to interpretation)

Having someone to read and give you feedback might be very helpful too. I have a few friends every now and then I send some of my stories so they’ll read and give me an honest feedback. I try to listen to their opinions and refine my work – but if I think they critique doesn’t make sense, I thank them anyway and keep on doing my thing. Like I said, know when to take what makes sense and when let go of something that doesn’t. Also: feedback is NOT a personal attack. DON’T TAKE IT TO HEART. See it always as something you may need to improve – and you’ll improve quicker.

At the end of the day, writing is art. And all art is relative.

Your art will be great to some and horrible to others – and that’s ok! Again, learn to NOT make it personal (the critiques, I mean, because art is always personal and that’s wonderful, I think).

And repeat after me: you will not please everyone. The point is to make yourself proud. You’ll find your people along the way.

Do it because you love. Do it because it comes from your heart, from your soul. The world has become so filled with content, mindlessly created by artificial intelligence so we will keep consuming, that things have lost so much of their soul.

To make art, to write, is to have soul. If you have that heart, that passion in your work, it will show – and people will follow. When you sit to write, don’t make it a chore, don’t make it an aesthetic tiktok post, don’t follow the routine of this or that famous artist – do what you have to do and let your heart flow. Do it for you.

I think that’s the main advice I can give. Don’t do content to post on social media and look good, do your art. Push your boundaries, test new things, write in ways you never did before, but do your thing.

When everyone is doing the same thing over and over again, you’ll realize your words will stand out by doing what you want to do.

Again thanks for attending my TED Talk xD

#polaris speaks #writing advice #writing tips #writing #writing help #writing tips and tricks #answered asks #asks #anon ask #there we gooooo second part of super long post xD #do forgive anon #and do forgive taking so long #but I hope these will help somehow #I'm not the best person to give advices #but maybe these things I did for learning and refining my writing will help other people too #and the motivational speak at the end as well xD #we all need some of that

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saigonharrington · 2 years

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Hey I love your works Izzie! I fell in love with your latest work with Steve. Could I ask for something similar with Conrad Fisher? Something based on „Heather” from Conan? Something along the lines that Conrad and Y/N are best friends, but she has been secretly in love with him for years. (People think they act like a couple in love. His mom thinks they will be married in the future, and she only sees Conrad with her. ) But the vacations are coming and it becomes obvious that he has feelings for Belly? Y / N notices this and maybe moves away from him? And she wish she was Belly. Thanks, and love you so much!! ❤️

You ask and i shall deliver!

Heather yn x conrad fisher

wordcount: 2.7k

category: angst

I'm not quite fond of this one but boy do I love these dramatic speeches and misunderstandings,

the fic is under the cut, enjoy!

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„You have to admit that this one’s a beauty” Susannah pulled her wedding dress from the closet to show it to you two. „You might think I’m crazy, but I like to imagine that one of you will be wearing this while marrying my son. It’s my dream come true and I’m positive it will fit. It always does.

Belly looked at you awkwardly, wondering what has led to this conversation, and thinking how one could reply to Susannah.

„I love it, but I’m afraid my mom has planned for me to wear her dress instead.” She said, mumbling apologies only not to see Susannah’s disappointment.

“Well, Y/N, then I think it’s clear you’ll be wearing this while marrying Conrad. And I could make you a beautiful flower crown that will suit perfectly the wedding of your dreams. Good thing there are flowers in almost every color. And…”

“Yes, yes, I would love to.” You put your hands on hers to calm her down, seeing how excited she was getting to be. To be honest, you understood her, because your mind was also going crazy while imagining this exact situation, but you had to stay calm around Susannah and especially Belly.

It was crazy. You knew that she had a crush on Conrad since you were kids because you did too. It was easy to notice how she was reacting to his touch, his way of speaking, you noticed everything. Conrad was your best friend forever, if you could, you would find a way to befriend each other while being in a womb. You were already best mates even before your first school year started. You would have to be blind not to know how many girls were in love with Conrad. Both Fisher boys were on many girls’ minds. But you cared for Conrad in particular because you loved him.

For you, it wasn’t a secret. Even Susannah knew or implied that it’s obvious that you two are made for each other. Her support made you believe that the feeling is mutual and that you truly have a chance to be with him. You wanted to, really, really bad. But it wasn’t the easiest thing to do.

Belly was always there. Mostly during summers, but she was here. She was a little younger than you, leading you to think of her like a little sister. Or more of a cousin, since she wasn’t here all year round, but anyways. The point is, even if you weren’t always on friendly terms, you didn’t want to hurt her by having a relationship with Conrad. It would cause a lot of drama and ruin the perfect summer at Cousins. So you kind of stayed back, trying to hold everything inside and wait. Because if something was going to happen, you didn’t want to be the first to make a move and hurt Belly. It had to be Conrad.

The truth is, he wasn’t eager to do anything as well. He was the quiet kid, only Belly’s mother made her way to his heart somehow and was able to talk with him about his feelings. Sure, you were his best friends and he opened up to you to talk about almost everything. But not about love. That’s why no one was sure who does Conrad like. He kissed some girls at parties or hung around with them for a while, but there hadn’t been any long-term relationship. You desperately wanted to be his first serious girlfriend, hoping that this summer might be a little different, giving you more luck and him more confidence, but nothing happened yet.

“What were you doing with our mom?” Jeremiah asked insinuating something weird while swimming in the pool.

“Yeah Bells, did Susannah make you take her clothes again?” Steven chimed in, wanting to tease his sister.

“It doesn’t matter. Girl stuff. You wouldn’t understand. Right, y/n?” She asked you for confirmation.

“Of course. And why do you care? We have much more important stuff to do, especially since we got invited to the bonfire party this evening.” You added and saw that the boys were smiling at that idea.

“But do we need to take Belly? She’ll need to be taken care of all the time. I pass.” Steven was unhappy that his sister was getting older and could join boys in many activities.

“I can take care of her. I’m pretty good at being a pool guard and that means I have an eye on lots of people. One Belly is nothing compared to this.”

“Stop, Jere.” Belly was annoyed. “I don’t need to be taken care of. I’m not a kid anymore. And I’ll be there with Cam, so I won’t be needing anyone of you. I hope not to notice you there. I’m gonna go prepare and you guys have fun without me.” She left the patio and went to her room, leaving everyone speechless.

“This Ted talk didn’t go well. But she’s right. She’s mature enough to be careful at parties. I can have an eye on her but in a not-so-obvious way like you guys do. Besides, I have nothing to do at the party, so don’t worry. It will be great.” You added, hopefully waiting for Conrad to offer his company to you at the party.

“I have some things to sort out with Nicole, but I might join you in doing nothing. This party is going to be boring.” Conrad finally took part in the conversation, jumping out of the pool to put his, now-empty bottle of beer in the trash can. “See you in front of the cars? Don’t be late everybody.” And he left too.

Getting ready for a beach bonfire party was something you’ve gotten quite used to. It was a common event during summer at Cousins, since it was available for everyone and no one had the responsibility to clean the house afterward before the parents come back, because at the beach there were more hosts and everyone kinda took care of themselves and tried not to make a mess. There was always a little moment of panic when you had to choose what clothing items to wear and which colors should dominate your makeup. But it was also exciting, because sometimes Conrad showed you what he was going to wear and you tried to match with him, even with makeup, and other times you tried to guess and match with him without having any clues. Today you knew, since he was messaging you about every single thing you both are going to do this evening not to get bored.

Time was flying so quickly that you didn’t even notice when you were heading back to Fisher’s house to meet up with the boys. “Hi. Belly isn’t going with us?” You greeted them again, finding your place in the backseat with Conrad since Steven was driving and Jere was sitting next to him.

“Nah, she left with Cam Cameron a while ago. I think they were planning to go for a milkshake before going to the beach.” Jeremiah replied to you while putting his sunglasses on. “We’re going to have fun without her. Let the kids have their date or something. We’ll annoy the shit out of her later.” He laughed and high-fived her brother.

„Nice makeup. It never ceases to amaze me how you do it. I like how it looks on you.” Conrad mumbled, wanting to have a bit more private conversation.

“Thank you, Con. It took me AGES to do it, but I’m proud of myself. I think we’ll look great tonight. Who knows, maybe finally some boy will want to dance with me.”

“I don’t understand why they never do. It’s so hard not to fall for you, there should be a line to get you as we get out of the car. But maybe I will dance with you if they are shy enough to ask you. They need to know what they miss.” His words got you butterflies. It’s so hard not to fall for you. For me? Who tries not to fall for me? If it’s you, Conrad, then please stop trying. Let the feelings sink in. Fall for me, please. I beg you.

“That’s an amazing idea. Let’s have fun and put ourselves out there. You know, show off how great we can be at parties and how we can get along. Let’s present ourselves to possible candidates.” You tried to treat it lightly and commented on the whole thing as if both of you were on a reality show with the purpose to find loved ones, but it only made him chuckle a little. It sounded funnier in your head and maybe it should stay there.

“Yeah and while we’re at it let’s invite some tv hosts to find us blind dates. Funny, y/n. But I still have to talk to Nicole first. I’ll let you know if I’m officially single because for now, I’m not sure.” He got along with it but reminded you that he still has a girlfriend. God, it felt so wrong to love him when he was seeing other girls. It made your heartache, feel like it was punched harder and harder with the purpose to make holes in it with bare hands. But who were you to convince yourself to stop? It wasn’t the easiest task to do.

When you got there, Conrad left you immediately, seeing Nicole with her friend from afar. Steven also went to his girlfriend, so now there was only you and Jere, but it was likely that he will leave you too, considering that everyone here liked him and his company.

“I think he’s gonna break up with her for good. It makes no sense for them to be together.” He said while glancing at them and trying to decode their facial expressions.

“I don’t know. I thought they had potential, but Conrad messed up a few times. He told me how he ignored her or didn’t tell the truth about something. Maybe you’re right. If I were her, I would leave him.” You tried to be calm, but the thought of Conrad being single made you smile a little.

“Don’t get so happy about it. He’s not the type to break with someone and find another girl the same day.”

“What are you insinuating, Jere? I don’t want to be with him!” You exclaimed a bit louder than you thought you did.

“Yeah, and I’m an astronaut. I’m just saying. It’s pretty obvious that you like him. All the girls do.” He said as if everyone from cousins wasn’t liking him as well. “But the truth is, I don’t think Conrad’s the type of guy to fall for his best friend. I assume that he wouldn’t want to risk losing the relationship for good. Hate to break it to you, y/n, but it’s not the best time to be his girlfriend. We’re young, we need to experiment with others and be casual. Don’t you think so? Look, there goes my experiment.” He ended his monologue following a guy that has just waved to him. As he was leaving he mouthed “h a v e f u n” and got out of your sight.

While you waited for Conrad to come back with the news, you took a cup of drink from someone who was serving them and sat on the sand alone. Of course, you wanted to have fun but your best friend was always on your mind. It was hard to get loosened when such important stuff was happening to him. Maybe it sounds a little exaggerated but honestly, since he started dating or just generally showing interest in girls, you were always on your toes, not so patiently waiting for him to finally do something with you. That’s why every time he was single and no girl was around you tried to open up a little, but without success.

“It went well.” Your best friend appeared out of nowhere and took your drink from your hand. “She was fed up with my and my behavior, so I’m a free man. Let’s get wasted.” He said it without excitement making you realize that maybe some part of him liked - or loved - this girl. You wanted to console him and make this evening about him. “Have you seen Belly?” He asked out of nowhere.

“Yeah, I think she and Cam were walking by the seaside like 10 minutes ago? But they might be far from here now…”

“Of course. I don’t understand what she sees in him.” He took another cup of drink and drank it all.

“What do you mean? Don’t get all protective. Even her brother isn’t that much bothered about it.”

“I don’t know. I miss the times when she wasn’t interested in this type of thing. When there were only us in summer. Besides, I don’t trust that guy.”

“I think he’s nice. He’s got a great impact on her. Would you like her to be with a guy who smokes and drinks every night? Cam’s cool. In my opinion, he’s the best boyfriend that Belly can have. She’s getting older and you have to accept the fact that she will be dating. We can only be glad that she’s with an unproblematic guy.” You defended Belly’s choices because Conrad was getting angrier.

“I think he’s boring. And a show-off. Oh, I’m so perfect, so intelligent and sober.” Conrad imitated Cam’s voice to mock him.

“I genuinely don’t understand you lately. You have just broken up with Nicole. Are you jealous of Belly? What’s gotten into you?” You asked curiously. “Or maybe you just miss the times when she was smitten with you because you and Jere were the only boys around her? Let her go.” You started to get a little dramatic, with a tear in your eye, but you tried to focus to keep your voice low since not everyone should listen and be involved in this argument.

“I don’t know. I don’t know what I feel. God, it feels so wrong. I don’t know what I want. Maybe I want Belly. Or maybe I just don’t want her to hang out with other guys. I can’t do that.” He replied, getting lost in his thoughts.

“Maybe it’s high time for you to know. Because it’s pathetic that I’ve been in love with you for so long. I waited all the time, watching you and other girls, and god, I wasn’t even hiding. Everyone knows that I have feelings for you, but you. Your mom today showed me her wedding dress and asked me to wear it on our wedding day.” You started crying. “Don’t you see what it looks like? Everyone roots for us or acknowledges that something is happening. You must be blind to see it, or worse, you knew but chose to ignore it. I can’t do it any longer, Conrad. If you love her, do something. Because of this, I am the perfect example of someone who waited for so long. And see how it ended up for me? I’m choking with tears at a party, where everyone sees me, I’m standing right next to you, looking ugly, after revealing my feelings, and you know what’s coming next? I’m gonna be the only one crying and hurt. And probably with no ride back home. And you will be waiting for her forever. I loved you. I love you. But I see that you don’t love me, not the way I wanted to. But I’m afraid that being friends is not enough for me anymore. Don’t make the same mistakes as I did. God, I wish I were her." And you left him alone, without getting a response or even a goodbye look because he was too stunned to do anything.

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OMGG YOU SHOULD DO LEE!OBANAI AND LER!MITSURI!!!! THEY ARE MY FAVORITE AND I RARELY SEE TKL FICS OF THEM ALSO YOUR SANEGIYUU FIC???? I FELL IN LOVEEE

ALSO IF MY REQUESTS ARE TOO MUCH FOR YOY I WILL BACK OFF LMAO

We think the same! Their relationship is very cute! Although in the manga or in the anime they didn't have many moments, it doesn't mean that it's my favorite ship! So sure! (Thanks)

Warning: This fanfic contains tickles. Also remind them that I don't speak English, so if they find any errors, let me know to correct it. I hope you like it!

Ler: Mitsuri Kanroji and kinda Kaburamaru

Lee: Iguro Obanai

'You look distressed, Obanai. Is there something that gives you a complex?', fuck, Iguro wanted to go unnoticed, but he couldn't do anything. He turned to meet the master, who was accompanied by Gyomei, but... Maybe...

'You promise... not to say anything...?', he whispered, Kagaya smiled and pointed to a place next to him to sit down.

Despite being embarrassed, he steeled himself, fuck that shame, the more time passed, the more opportunities he missed

Kagaya waited patiently, he wanted Iguro to gather his courage and comment that he was overwhelmed.

'I'm... In love...' 'Kanroji, right?', Iguro looked up, Gyomei knew?!. 'H-how did you know?'

'Sure, I may be blind, but I can sense and feel people's emotions. When you talk to her everything in you is different. Your tone of voice, your look, your aura, your behavior. Everything changes, it's evident and it's almost impossible not to notice it' 'That's very sweet Obanai, I couldn't expect less from a boy as good as you, but then tell me, if you're in love, why haven't you shown it to her?'

Iguro sighed, but when he looked away he saw Kaburamaru. Well, he guess what should he tell them about, he needed urgent advice and support

'It's because I don't feel like I'm enough for her. I know almost everything about her but she doesn't know anything about me, I haven't told her for fear that she'll panic and hate me or stop talking to me. I want Kanroji to be happy, I want to give her that happiness, but I don't think I can... I'm not enough'

Gyomei cried, reciting his verse and Kagaya's smile diminished a bit, it was not possible for one of her children to feel bad Unless I thought it was insufficient, I couldn't tolerate this.

'Iguro, I'll tell you this and I want you to think my words well. The past does not affect the present, from your words I can realize that your past was sad and complicated, but despite having the option to be cruel, you didn't. You decided to improve and I'm proud of you. I don't think Kanroji cares about that, she's a good-hearted girl and you're a boy who always strives to meet my expectations. And well, with what Gyomei has said, I'm sure that you and she are soul mates. Go ahead, don't be afraid of the answer, trust that you will find happiness', Kagaya gently caressed Obanai's head, he was completely sure that everything would be fine for the couple.

'Oyakata - Sama... Himejima - San... Arigato', Iguro thanked, so he got down to business.

He planned everything, the place, the time, the activities, the food, everything was perfect. Iguro was gaining confidence, those words made him think and reconsider, there was no time to waste, it was now or never

'Okay, today is the day. Finally I will tell her everything I think and feel for her' 'Iguro - San!', she arrived, Iguro kept him calm.

'Tell me, what was so important that you needed to tell me? Or well, show me' 'I was sent on a mission a few days ago, while I was walking I found a tree with beautiful flowers that reminded me of you. I wanted to invite you to have lunch under its fruits', Kanroji blushed and became extremely nervous.

'EH?! Iguro - San and me?! On a date?! I can't believe it!!', Kanroji was excited, it was too much for her, it was so much that Obanai had to move her to wake her up from her trance

The answer was obvious, that's how they both went to the place.

Iguro sometimes looked at Mitsuri out of the corner of his eyes, she smiled as she saw everything, admiring and thanking him for taking her to that place.

'This place is so pretty Iguro-San!' 'I knew you'd like it, now, close your eyes, we're about to arrive and I'd like it to be a surprise' 'E-eh! O-Ok-Okay!', Mitsuri closed her eyes, Iguro took her hands and I carefully led her to the picnic she had planned for so long.

'Are you ready?' 'Of course! Don't make me wait any longer!' 'Then open your eyes', Mitsuri opened her eyes slowly, beginning to water, everything was so beautiful.

It was a picnic under a tree that matched the color of her hair and from which beautiful flowers sprouted that fell on the blanket and the baskets with food, but something was missing, Obanai extended a bouquet of roses towards her, she couldn't take it anymore and began to cry

'Ka-Kanroji-! Why are you crying?! Didn't you like it?!' 'No, I didn't like it...', Iguro's eyes widened, expecting the worst.

'I LOVED!! THANKS A LOT!! IT'S THE BEST THING THEY'VE DONE FOR ME SO FAR!!', Mitsui hugged Obanai, who blushed and felt somewhat uncomfortable, he wasn't used to physical contact, but because it was her, he put up with it

'Kyaaa! This is delicious Iguro-San! Thank you very much again!' 'There's no problem, okay? Huh?', Mitsuri pushed some food to Iguro's mouth, but Iguro immediately shook his head and refused.

'Iguro - San, come on, open your mouth! Eat with me!' 'No thank you I am fine'

Kaburamaru hissed. Iguro hadn't even eaten at home, he must have been hungry, so if he didn't eat something Kanroji offered him, he himself would force it.

For a whole minute, Mitsuri was trying to get Obanai to eat something, but he wouldn't. He knew what was under his bandages would displease him. No matter what his stomach growled at, he wouldn't eat anything.

'Iguro - San...' 'Kanroji-!', Iguro covered his mouth, looked at Kaburamaru, he wasn't on his neck, where was he? A tingling in his back made him jump. 'Damn Kaburamaru, not now! Not in front of her!', Iguro thought, trying to shake his snake out like that, to no avail-

'Iguro - San, everything alright...? Are you getting a fever? Your cheeks are red' 'I-I'm fine-! D-don't w-worry!', Mitsuri put down her food and approached Iguro, noticing that his haori was acting strange, as if something was moving in it.

'Kaburamaru-Kun? Is it inside your uniform?' 'Ye-Yes! O-Okay!', Mitsuri got closer, she could see that under his bandages, Obanai was struggling to hide a smile, Kanroji then understood

'Iguro - San...YOU'RE TICKLISH!', she exclaimed excitedly.

Iguro shook his head, saying that he just felt weird because Kaburamaru was biting him. 'Oh yeah? Then it won't matter if I do this~', Iguro's eyes widened, seeing how Kanroji was coming closer moving his fingers, he tried to get away from her, he only managed to do it a few inches, before Kanroji caught him, hugging him so he wouldn't run away.

'Kanroji, let's talk about this...' 'It's not good to lie Iguro - San, do you know what liars get? Tickles!', Mitsuri squeezed his sides, there was no reaction, maybe he wasn't ticklish there? Wait a second...

Kaburamaru! Mitsuri took a closer look, Kaburamaru was... on his back? Mitsuri blushed and laughed, it was the first time she had seen someone with a ticklish back.

'How about here?', Mitsuri gently ran her fingers along him back, the reaction was immediate, Iguro arched his back and covered his mouth and face with him haori in embarrassment.

'Ka-Kanroji-! I swe-! Gah! I'm-!' 'Again lying Iguro-San? I think you need a little lesson. 'Kaburamaru, could you come out for a moment? I don't want him to hurt you', Kaburamaru came out almost immediately and wrapped himself around Kanroji's neck, well Iguro, it seems that there will be no reason for Kanroji to leave you anymore

Mitsuri gently slid her nails into Obanai's lower back, who in response fell onto her chest, trying as hard as he could not to laugh, it was humiliating. They were alone, but it did not take away humiliating

'Come on Iggy! Laugh for me!' Mitsuri didn't stop, she knew he wouldn't run away, he was trapped in her hug.

'Kahahahanroji-! Grr! MPHM!!!', Mitsuri whispered in his ear. 'Cute~...'

It was enough, Obanai was unable to hold on and began to laugh, trying not to hit Mitsuri with his kicks.

'KAHAHAHANROJI!! STAHAHAHAP!! NOT THE BAHAHACK!! GEAHAHAHA!!' 'Awww~ Iguro-San, you're so cute~! Listen to that giggle! It's the cutest I've ever heard! Not your back? For what reason? Is it too ticklish? Can't stand a few tickles? But everyone needs to be tickled sometimes, don't you think?', damn, Iguro felt his ears burning, the childish tone with which Mitsuri spoke, regardless of the way he tickled,

3 words: Obanai was screwed-

'Besides, today you did a lot for me. You bought me food, you brought me to this beautiful place, I'm sure you must be tired! Come on, relax a bit!' 'WAHAHIT!! I CAHAHAN'T!!' 'Why can't you~?' 'BECAHAHAUSE-...!! I WAHAHANT TO TEHEHEHLL YOU SOMEHEHETHIHIHING!!', Mitsuri stopped, looking at him curiously.

'You wanna tell me something? What's wrong?', Iguro caught his breath, it was only a few seconds but, hell, he didn't think that Kanroji would make him scream in such a short time.

'Iguro-San...?', Mitsuri placed her head on his shoulder, waiting for the answer.

Iguro sighed and took her hands, staring into her eyes...

'Kanroji, do you remember the first time we met?' 'Yes, I remember, it was at Oyakata-Sama's residence, I was lost... But, Iguro-San saved me'

'...I must confess, ever since I saw you, I was planning to ignore you or walk past you and leave you with that problem. But, as time progressed, I was able to get to know you better, you were able to touch my heart. Your charisma, your way of treating others, your kindness and heart really captivated me and I fell in love with you, but I was unable to tell you because I wanted to get to know you better first so I could know everything about you and start a nice relationship. Although it was also because I was afraid, afraid that you wouldn't reciprocate me and get away from me. I'll totally understand if you don't feel the same, I just wanted you to know'

Iguro opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Kanroji crying. I knew... She didn't...

'I love you too Iguro-San!!', Mitsuri came over and hugged him.

'Your words were the most beautiful that a man has ever said to me! I love you! I am so happy! Every day what happened with you, I forgot my insecurities because you saw me with those eyes of love, my days were brighter and my meals tasted sweeter when I ate with you! I love you so much!', Mitsuri tried to lower Obanai's bandages but he wouldn't let it.

'Perhaps your opinion will change... After seeing this...', Mitsuri didn't care and lowered his bandages, seeing Obanai's scar.

'I know, it's disgusting and disgusting... You don't have to...' 'You don't care about my strange hair color, why should I care about that?', Mitsuri leaned in and kissed him.

'Isn't love pretty?' 'Mhm! Yes it is!' 'Ara~ I thought he wouldn't dare' 'They are made for each other, that's final', commented the hashiras seeing Mitsuri and Obanai return happily holding hands

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Pursuit of Knowledge - Chapter 2

Here's Chapter 2! I'll try to update this every other Saturday. Also, a reminder that I'm on Ao3 under the same username!

Word count: ~6k

Kaeya walked into Angel’s Share, seeing Diluc at the counter, bartending. He remembered that Diluc might have noticed that entity at the temple, and realized that this could be the perfect time to question him about it. He sits on a bar stool, making eye contact with Diluc.

“What is it this time?” Diluc says, in a slightly annoyed tone.

“You were at the Temple of the Wolf earlier, no? Did you happen to notice anything out of the ordinary? ”

“Other than that… music, I can’t say I have.”

“So you could hear it!” Kaeya almost lunges forward in shock. He wasn’t the only one after all!

“What are you getting at? If you have no concerns other than whether I could hear some music, I’ll be going back to serving customers.” Diluc begins to turn back around to the taps.

“...It’s a long story. A story, however, that I need to tell you. You’re the only other one that could hear that entity , and I’m afraid it might have some cruel intentions. So could you please have Charles take over for a moment while I speak with you?”

“Entity? Is it that serious? I suppose I can get him to come back for a bit, he should understand I have something urgent.”

“Great. Once you have that taken care of, I’ll be waiting outside.” Kaeya gets up and walks towards the door.

After a few minutes, Diluc went outside with Kaeya, and he retold the events of earlier in the day.

“Some sort of entity… that’s possessed multiple people to use as its puppets… And you’re not sure if it has malicious intentions? It killed Amber, granted it did bring her back somehow, and nearly killed you.”

“I said nothing about them not being careless with their actions. They… did do those things, but I’m afraid I still don’t know their intentions. At first I thought they were doing it for their own amusement, but after a while, I noticed that they were refraining from entering fights. It wasn’t that they couldn’t fight; the few times they did get into a fight, they ended up winning with ease. They appeared to simply not want to bring harm to anything. If that’s the case, then why would they be knowingly possessing people?”

“This is... interesting. It said it was going to be back tomorrow, right? It’s too late to be doing this now, but perhaps early tomorrow morning we can question the others possibly affected by this. If the entity comes back during this we can go straight to questioning it. If not, we can gather information beforehand and be better prepared for when it does come back.”

“Sounds good. Tomorrow morning, we’ll meet up here again and discuss things. If I run into anyone on the way, I’ll ask them myself. Now, I think it’s time for me to relax with a Death After Noon…”

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Kaeya woke up early the next morning, immediately got ready, and left his room in search of the others involved. He first checked the library for Lisa since it wasn’t too far out of his way, and asked Lisa about the events of the day before. He then left the headquarters, going to meet Diluc near the tavern. However, he luckily ran into both Noelle and Amber talking to each other not far outside the building. He questioned them for a bit, before letting them get back to what they were doing.

Neither Amber, Noelle, nor Lisa had noticed anything strange about the traveler, nor did they notice anything strange happen to them. He had asked them what they were doing at the time that entity was there yesterday, and they gave clear, specific, answers. It was obvious that nothing had happened to them at all. This new information didn’t solve anything. It just made Kaeya even more confused. He rushed to the tavern to find Diluc already there, waiting.

“Oh, you’re here. Where do you think we should start to look for the others?”

“Thankfully, we won’t be needing to worry about that. I managed to run into Lisa, Amber, and Noelle on the way here. Now, we should go talk about this somewhere less… out in the open.”

The two go to the third floor of the tavern. The door to the stairwell is locked to the public, so they won’t be disturbed by anyone.

“The only other person that’s involved in this is the Traveler, and I have a feeling that they have a stronger connection to this than the others do. The entity seems to be directly attached to him, so I feel that we… won’t exactly be able to question him without the entity knowing.”

“The situation with the Traveler is definitely interesting. But anyway, that’s good news that you’ve already spoken with them. What did they have to say?”

Kaeya tells Diluc what they told him. None of them had noticed at all. (And now, Amber was slightly upset at him, thinking he was suspicious of the Traveler. Splendid.)

“Really? None of them noticed anything strange at all? I suppose that we might just have to wait for that entity to come back before we get any answers. All we have to do is just wait until it returns, and question it then. If it takes you under its hold again, then I’ll just have to do the questioning myself.”

“Alright, that sounds like a plan. We should try not to resort to violence. The entity may not be malevolent, and the Traveler may be in the same situation I was. Trying to harm the entity while the Traveler is being used as a vessel may just end up unnecessarily harming him while not doing anything to the entity. If worse comes to worse, however, we need to lure them out of their vessel before trying anything.”

“That might make it a little tough… But fine. All we have to do now is wait. I’ll keep working the bar so I’m nearby.”

Kaeya nodded his head, and they went their separate ways.

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They were back. Kaeya could feel it. He started to go to the tavern to tell Diluc, when he felt a chill down his spine, and started to feel his muscles relax out of nowhere. Not again. It stopped abruptly, and nothing happened, other than him tripping a bit due to the sudden spasms. Were they trying to take control but couldn’t for some reason? He continued towards the tavern, now walking quicker.

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*This character is busy.*

What the hell does that mean?

You found something on the internet for what that meant, but that was for quests, and as far as you knew, quests didn’t lock your ability to use characters like that. You tried to select him again, and it gave you the same message. ‘Weird’, you thought, ‘I should report that later’, and selected Lisa instead.

You pan your camera around, looking at your surroundings. This game’s graphics were really beauti- is that Kaeya and Diluc? Is this why Kaeya’s busy? Why don’t you remember this quest? Is it new? Kaeya’s hangout comes out on the 25th, which was still two days ago, so this couldn’t be that, right?

Kaeya walks in front of Diluc. “Traveler, could you please follow us? We need to ask you some questions on some things. It's quite urgent.”

“Al...right…” You say to yourself, beginning to follow the two.

You soon realized that they were probably taking you to Dawn Winery, given that if something isn’t in the city, there’s a 99% chance it’s there. But why couldn’t they just put the quest objective there? Why did they make it so you had to follow them all the way there? It felt like it took forever. You debated putting another video essay on, but decided against it, opting for some lo-fi music instead. You went off-course at one point to unlock a statue. You realized that the brothers were helping you fight the Eye of the Storm, so you stopped fighting for a second to level up Kaeya a bit, hoping it would affect his damage despite him not being in your party. It did, thankfully. This was a nice little thing, having the characters assist you in battle, how come you’d never heard people talk about it before? Sure, you knew of NPC’s helping, but why had no one mentioned the playable characters?

When you finally got there, you noticed Diluc telling Adelinde something, and another maid greeting Kaeya with a “Hello, Master Kaeya. Is there anything I can do for you?”, followed by him shaking his head. They took you to… the basement!? What kinds of questions did they have?

You went in, now following Kaeya, with Diluc behind you, locking the door with a key. There were various weapons and devices around the room. What. The hell. Wasn’t this game rated for teens? Why would they have a full-ass torture chamber? There was a singular chair in the center of the room. You sat your avatar down in it, curious and terrified of what was about to go down.

Diluc already seemed somewhat angry. He takes a breath in, preparing himself to speak, but Kaeya stops him, beginning to speak himself.

“Alright, let’s try to keep things peaceful here.” He says, looking back at Diluc for a moment before looking around the room, and finally focusing on your avatar. It looked like he glared at the camera for a moment, but it was kind of dark, so you couldn’t really tell.

“You’re not the Traveler, are you?”

‘What is that supposed to mean?’ You think, subconsciously going “Hmm?” in confusion.

Diluc walks up to your avatar, sternly saying, “Don’t bother to act confused. You know what this is all about.”

Kaeya quickly replies, “We can’t be sure they know, Diluc. Don’t do anything rash now.”

“Yeah Diluc!” You shout back. “You can’t be sur- wait hoLY SHIT CAN YOU HEAR ME!?” ...What was going on? Were you hallucinating? This couldn’t be real, right? There’s no way characters from a video game were talking to you right now. That’s impossible. You needed sleep, or water, or something.

“Told you so.” Kaeya tells Diluc.

“I don’t buy your confusion act. You were here for hours yesterday, interacted with several people, went so far as to possess them, and now you’re supposedly shocked that someone knows of your presence? You’d better quit it and start being honest, or face the consequences.” Diluc’s eyes were practically glowing red, and he began to adjust his glove, getting ready for a fight.

You were pretty sure he couldn’t hurt you through the screen, but still, your heart was pounding, and you began to hyperventilate. “Woah, woah, woah! Calm down! I swear I didn’t know what was going on! I still don’t! ” Was this how his victims felt when being interrogated? You were innocent though, you hadn’t done anything, right? What does he mean by any of this? “What the hell is any of this about!?”, you say, panicking.

Kaeya still seems to be trying to calm DIluc down as well. “Diluc-”

“Every single criminal I’ve interrogated. All of them. It’s always, ‘I don’t know!’, or, ‘I’ll never tell you!’. They all say that,” He lights a fire in his hand, and moves even closer to the Traveler. What was he going to do? “but they all seem to change their mind the second a little spark is brou-”

“Diluc!” Kaeya interjects. “It’s very clear here that your little ‘criminal’ has not the slightest clue on what’s happening. And besides, what did we say earlier about harming the Traveler? Would you just help me explain the situation to them?”

That worked, surprisingly. You were glad the human lie detector trusted you, and Diluc seemed to calm down a bit. He still seemed a bit on-edge, but he wasn’t about to torture your avatar anymore. Now this; this is why Kaeya’s your favorite.

“Now, before I can really explain, I’m going to need to hear some things from you. You are not the Traveler; is that right?” Kaeya says, in an overly clear tone.

You didn’t know where this was heading, but you told the truth. “Yes, that’s correct.”

“And just who are you?”

“My name is [Y/N]. I- Uh, what else do you want to know about me? Am I pretty much just a disembodied voice to you?”

“Well, you have a body here, it’s just not yours… What exactly are you, and how are you using someone as a vessel?”

“Oh! Uh… how do I explain this…? So, I’m using this system that allows me to view another world through the perspective of my current avatar. I can move around the world freely, engage in combat, and directly interact with some things. Key word, some. There are still a lot of things that I can’t do. I control my avatar with a handheld controller. Actions are as simple as pressing a button.” You make the Traveler stand up. “However, a complex movement such as walking or swinging a weapon being controlled by a single input means that it’s going to be pretty… robotic.” You move around a bit, showing the “robotic” movement.

“Another world? You’re not even from Teyvat, then.” Diluc says, after listening to you and Kaeya talk for a bit.

It was safe telling them this, right? The only people you needed to hide being an outworlder from were the Fatui, right? And even then, you would only need to hide your identity, not Aether’s. Oh, right, you should probably tell them that Aether is an outworlder too, but that seems like a conversation for later. “Yep, I’m just a normal human being, peeking in from another world.”

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Was Kaeya right? Was this entity- or, was [Y/N] really well-intentioned? They didn’t mention anything about possessing people, just that they used an “avatar”, meaning they were either truly unaware of what they did, or they were completely desensitized to it. Diluc needed to find out which one it was.

“And how do you think your ‘avatars’ feel about you using them?” Weird question, but it should get the job done.

“Well, they’re just avatars, they shouldn’t ‘feel’ anything, it’s not like they’re… con…scious peo…ple- NO. No. Tell me I’m overthinking this. Tell me that you just asked that as some kind of joke and that someone didn’t come tell you that they were puppeteered by some… thing .” They began to speak faster. “That isn’t how this is supposed to work. Tha- no. Is that what’s happening?!” He wasn’t much of an empath, but he could feel their anxiety from their voice.

Kaeya responds before Diluc can. “You really didn’t know for all that time? I will say, though; as far as I’m aware, none of the others you’re using as… ‘avatars’, as you call them, know about what you’re doing. I assume your ‘system’ is working as intended for them, but as for me…”

So [Y/N] really didn’t know. They really were clueless. It was no act. Kaeya was right. Diluc should have listened to him earlier when he told him not to get violent, but he didn’t. Sure, he wasn’t actually going to hurt the Traveler, he was just trying to intimidate them, scare them out of their vessel, but now, they sounded on the edge of a panic attack.

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“Tell me I’m overthinking this. Tell me that you just asked that as some kind of joke and that someone didn’t come tell you that they were puppeteered by some… thing. ”

What have you done? No, it’s not over yet, what are you doing? That wasn’t how the character selection thingy canonically worked, right? You thought you were just using the character’s abilities, or having them join the Traveler on their adventure! You would have never thought that you, the player, you, puppeteered them around the world, which is bad enough, but not only that, they were still conscious while you were doing it, trapped in their own bodies!

“You really didn’t know for all that time? I will say, though; as far as I’m aware, none of the others you’re using as… ‘avatars’, as you call them, know about what you’re doing. That being said, I haven’t been able to ask the Traveler… I assume your system is working as intended for them, but as for me…”

…So it was just Kaeya who was affected by this? That was a bit of a relief. It definitely still wasn’t good, but the less affected, the better. …Wait, Kaeya? Wasn’t he the one that got hit with that arrow? Was that why it did so much damage? Did you almost kill him?

“Hey, so yesterday… the watchtower…”

Kaeya put his hand to his throat. That was where the arrow hit him? How did you not notice anything was wrong? That would have bled a lot, right? Then why didn’t you see anything?

“...I’m so sorry. I… I can’t imagine how you felt, that must have been horrible. Look, I swear on my life I didn’t know. I don’t know how I didn’t see anything wrong, but… I’m sorry. For all of this. The whole time, I was thinking that something completely different was happening. I sincerely apologize for any harm I’ve caused. I hope I can make it up to you somehow. I’m asking for forgiveness, but if you can’t forgive me, I don’t blame you at all.”

Again, Kaeya responds. “What exactly do you mean by ‘something completely different’?”

“It has- it has to do with some of the technology our world has.” Your voice was still a little shaky, but you were calming down. For the explanation, you were going to use one of Kaeya’s tactics against him. Half-truths.

“We have devices here that can do a great number of things. One of those things is viewing the stories of other worlds via a program, like an extremely interactive storybook.” Computers didn’t really exist there yet, and “program” had other meanings, so you hoped they didn’t see through it.

“People can decide on whether they can just read the story, or truly immerse themselves in the world by using this technology. Every world’s ‘stories’ are unique in how they act. The appeal of Teyvat is its elemental combat system. In the program, the user can create a team of up to 4 characters to use in exploration and combat. Now, here’s the thing. The programs are only made for viewing. The user can interact with the program version of the world, but the real world remains unchanged. I think something went horribly wrong with my system here.”

None of this was objectively wrong so far. For all you knew, you were actually right. If the Multiverse theory is true, there was a real Teyvat out there somewhere, but the question is, is this it?

You continued. “The program is never supposed to interfere with the real world. But for some reason, mine did. Like I said earlier, some prefer to only read the story, which is what I did for months. But only recently did I decide to immerse myself. I know a lot about Teyvat, but I wasn’t aware of what the program was supposed to look like. Come to think of it, I noticed some weird things yesterday, but never in a million years would I have guessed that this is what was happening. …I know that’s a lot, if you have questions, let me know.”

Both of them just stand there in thought for a moment, before Kaeya speaks up. “So, you’re using technology from your world that allows you to view other worlds, but for some reason you aren’t simply viewing the world now. Is that right?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“And you say you were aware of this world previous to your arrival here… Tell me, just how much do you know about Teyvat?”

“Oh, that actually reminds me of another thing! See, the program’s story goes up to the fourth nation of the Traveler’s journey, Sumeru, with the fifth, Fontaine, being released in a couple of weeks. But here, the Traveler is still in the first nation. I guess that means I can kind of see the future? But that’s only if nothing major changes, now that I’m involved in this.”

That was a superpower. You could use this to your advantage, but only a couple of times before the plot becomes completely different from what you remember happening.

“Oh? Really? You can see the future? How does this whole ‘Stormterror’ crisis end, then?” Kaeya inquires. Was he testing you? Or was he genuinely curious?

“Okay, before I tell you that, I want you to know that this is a powerful ability I have, and straying from what I’ve seen happen will cause me to lose that ability. I’m sure we’ll have to do that at some point, but we need to pick a good point to do so. I can already say that anything here in Mondstadt around now does not need to be changed. There are bad things that will happen, but trying to stop them from happening will throw my power of insight away, which I really don’t want to do this early on.”

Diluc responds. “I agree. A power like that could be used for stopping something very major. Stormterror may seem ‘very major’ as of now, but I think we’ve got it under control.” He looks at your avatar.

“Fair enough. I won’t be trying to change the outcome. Not this time, at least. Now, how does this crisis end?” Kaeya asks again. You didn’t entirely believe him about not trying to change the outcome, but you proceeded.

“I have a feeling we’ve already changed things a bit, but it shouldn’t be too bad. To sum up, the Traveler teams up with Diluc, Jean, and a bard named Venti to cleanse Dvalin of Abyssal corruption, which is what is making him hostile. I also remember that you find out something pretty important about the Abyss Order.”

“Abyssal corruption? So the Abyss Order is behind this…?” Kaeya says.

“That’s only if what [Y/N] says is true, though. They could simply be making all of this up.” Diluc sounded… doubtful in your abilities.

“Hey, I understand if you doubt what I say. This is sudden to all of us. You’re just finding out about me, and I’m just finding out about you. You don’t have to trust me just yet. But, what can I say to help convince you?”

Diluc thought for a moment, before saying, “Your knowledge of this, you get it from some type of story, is that correct?”

“Yeah, that’s right…”

“Read me a few lines from it. Preferably from somewhere I have involvement in.”

Ooh, okay. You were planning to not tell them about things they were in to have a smaller chance of them defying it, but this little bit should be fine.

“Hold on, let me pull something up. Give me a minute…” You pulled up the wiki, went to his story quest, and found a spot to read from.

“Here, this is a letter. Some parts are in some cipher that never gets translated, but… whatever.”

“‘To the ‘Darknight Hero’:

*mumbling* has endured too long your self-proclaimed …something and hypocrisy. We hereby mmmm you:

We shall …ciphers- march full-on onto Mondstadt's front gate at …words. If you wish to cling to your so-called justice, don't sit idly by …god this thing is full of those things, step up and accept …I hate reading this. Otherwise, Mondstadt's something shall take the fall in your stead.”

Diluc seemed to take note of it, while Kaeya just looked at him in dramatic surprise.

“To the Darknight Hero? Why would you read a letter addressed to this mysterious figure to someone else entirely? It’s not as if either of us have a connection to this Darknight Hero, is it Diluc?”

You rolled your eyes, as if they could see you.

“...I know you know, Kaeya.”

He just smirked. You expected a question on how, but he surprisingly didn’t ask.

You had zero clue whether you should even be telling anyone anything in the first place. Worst-case scenario, the Sustainer notices you, and that… actually could end very badly if this world was really more than a game.

“Alright, I'll keep that in mind for later. We'll see just how accurate your 'insight' is.” Diluc began, “Anyway, I believe we’ve determined that [Y/N] here isn’t a threat. There is no need for us to remain in this room any longer.”

“Agreed, I could really use some fresh air right about now.” Kaeya sounded exhausted all of a sudden. Drama queen. You didn’t know for sure what the room felt like since you weren’t actually there, but it had a very suffocating atmosphere.

You left the winery with the brothers. They were going to adventure with you for a while, since they didn’t have anything else to do, and you all had so many questions for each other.

Kaeya wanted to know how exactly your system worked, since he had been affected by it.

“I’ll tell you what I know about how it’s supposed to work, but this isn’t really what I know a whole lot about. Like I said earlier, the appeal of this is the elemental combat system. The user can manipulate the seven elements through different characters, and use them to their advantage for things like combat, and puzzles. Since each character has a specific set of skills… I haven’t explained that yet, have I? By the way, I don’t know if you noticed, but there’s only three skills I can use for each character. A basic attack with the main weapon, an Elemental Skill, which usua-”

Kaeya interrupted. “A Normal Attack, an Elemental Skill, and… an Elemental Burst?”

“Yes…” How… did he know that?

“Reminds me of a certain card game I know. I think I’m starting to see how you were viewing this. Not only do you collect elements to use, but you collect ‘characters’ to fulfill different roles in your team?”

“...Yeah, that’s exactly it. What card game are you talking about? Maybe I can compare my system to it.” The only card game you knew of was that Invocation one or whatever, maybe it was that one?

“I’m surprised you don’t know this, visionary, but it’s Genius Invokation TCG. It’s fairly popular here in Teyvat.

“I’ve heard of it. Alright, let me look that up… Genius Invokation…”

You looked at some footage of gameplay, and glanced over the rules, and it basically seemed like a TCG version of the game you thought you were playing.

“Yep, that’s pretty much spot on. Just, my team can have up to 4 characters instead of 3, there aren’t any dice involved, and it’s not turn based. Really, the only limit I have with this is cooldown times. Like Aether’s skill here,” You ran away a bit and used his skill. “-has a cooldown of 5 seconds.”

Both of them looked confused for a second, and Kaeya asked, “...Aether? Is that the name of this traveler?”

“Didn’t Amber introduce him to you? …Did she just call him “Traveler” or something?”

“All she said was, ‘travelers from afar’, and I believe you heard my thoughts in response to that…”

“Oh, that’s… interesting. But yeah, his name’s Aether.”

“One more thing,” Kaeya responded. “Are you sure… Aether here, isn’t aware of what’s happening?”

“That’s… a good question.” You answered, nervously.

Please no. What were you going to do if he was? You hadn’t noticed anything off about him, right? Hold on, you could see his thoughts, since he was the protagonist, right?

“I think I have an answer to it though. I can see his major thoughts, since he’s my main avatar. If he was experiencing anything weird, I would see it. I would know. Also, I should mention, you probably shouldn’t go up to him expecting to talk to me and only me. Like when you first met him, if you were to talk to me, he would probably respond in confusion.”

“So he is aware… but he isn’t?” Kaeya said, Diluc listening in.

“‘He’ basically only exists at certain times. It’s confusing, I know, I don’t know how it works. I can give you a kind of key to tell, though. If you see Paimon, the little fairy thing, with him, then yes, ‘he’ is fully there. If not, it’ll be a little harder to tell. How can you tell them apart… Oh! Look at the movement. See how stiff and robotic it is when I’m in control? When he actually looks like a human person moving around, chances are, that’s him.”

“Interesting… I’ll keep this in mind for later.” Kaeya looked like he was struggling a bit to get all of this into his head, but you could tell he was trying.

While you were walking around, you came across a Fatui camp. You just wanted to ignore them as they were just doing whatever they were told to by whoever their boss was, but Diluc charged right into “interrogating” them the same way he did you, insisting they must be up to something. They didn’t go down without a fight. Diluc beat them, but it looked like he got hit pretty hard in the fight. You couldn’t see any injuries, though.

It turned out that they really were just resting, but they were serving La Signora. While Diluc was threatening the soldiers, Kaeya slipped in and stole some notes from their camp. The notes had information that was new to the brothers, but not really to you. To be fair, you didn’t know that they actually planned to coerce the Knights to kill Dvalin, but you remembered some lady tried to convince Jean at one point. There was no mention of the plan to draw the Anemo Archon out and steal his Gnosis, but you guessed it was likely because it was classified, and they didn’t want to tell lower-ranking members.

“Fatui… They’ve been causing problems in Mondstadt for ages, and the Knights act as if they’ve done nothing wrong. Why keep a friendly relationship with tyrants? First The Doctor causing trouble, now her? [Y/N], the Fatui don’t have any major involvement in this Stormterror situation, do they?” Diluc said, annoyed.

You could understand him, you didn’t like the Fatui either, but you thought about what they could really be planning with the Gnoses, and wondered if they had a good reason for doing what they were. That doesn’t explain the war crimes of some of the harbingers, though. The things Dottore had done… And it wasn’t just some words on a page anymore, he had actually done those things… Absolutely disgusting. Hey, most people didn’t know about the “segments”, right? That would be fun to tell them, but first, you needed to answer Diluc’s question.

Signora was directly involved, and the whole thing with the Holy Lyre happened, but you couldn’t just tell him that, right?

“...I’m not answering that. I can’t tell you everything, you know. Just… find out for yourself when the time comes. Also, you said Dottore was causing trouble before this, right? Which one?”

You knew which one.

Kaeya chuckled. “Which one? And, what, exactly, is that supposed to mean?”

“I have seen evidence of there being clones of some kind. That would explain the drastic differences in his attitude.” So Diluc kind of knew?

“Yeah, there’s clones.” You said. “But, he calls them ‘segments’, because they’re basically segments of his life. Some segments are older than others, and act differently because of this. This is just me thinking, but that might be why he’s Number 2.”

“Nice to know there’s clones of one of the most despicable people alive.” Kaeya joked. “But may I ask how you know this? Does Aether encounter said ‘segments’ in the future?”

“Well, he doesn’t encounter the segments, and he’s kind of… unconscious at the time, but sometime in Sumeru, he encounters the main guy, the prime build, and he mentions it. I don’t know how many there are, but people have theorized that there’s probably somewhere a little over 10.”

“And these people, they’re the ‘users’ you’ve mentioned? It seems they’ve formed a bit of a community over this, no?” Kaeya asked.

How should you explain the community? Definitely don’t mention the sheer size of it. As far as they need to know, it was pretty small. It wasn’t like there were millions of players or anything, many of which were only there for collecting characters.

“Yeah, there’s a community. It’s not too big, but there’s people who like doing pretty much anything. I was most interested in the theorizing part, but there’s people who do other things, like make art, or just talk about people they like. Or,” You started jokingly half-whispering, “-don’t tell anyone I said this, but some people spread leaks of what’s yet to come for the program, both story-wise and gamepl- uhh, sorry, system-wise.”

Both of them looked somewhat surprised that there was a community of people who knew so much about Teyvat that they didn’t even know existed.

You kept walking, and realized that you had some level-up papers to spare.

“Hey Kaeya, do you feel like you got any stronger earlier?” You asked, already preparing to use some more on him.

“I do, actually. Something happened during that fight near the statue, and I felt it yesterday as well. That was your doing, wasn’t it?”

You leveled him as far as you could. “By the way, how does that feel?”

“My body fills with energy, and it feels like all my injuries are healed. Not much different than having a good drink. By the way, is there any way you can heal someone you haven’t used as your avatar yet? Because it looks like Diluc here might be in need of that.”

“It’s just a few cuts.” Diluc said, before wiping his cheek with his glove.

“Wait, are you hurt?” You asked, walking up to him. You couldn’t see any cuts or scratches at all, but the way he turned away from you said that yes, he was. Made sense, considering the fight, but you just couldn’t see anything wrong.

He pulled out a napkin from a pocket in his coat, and held it to his face. It didn’t look like it got anything on it.

You turned to Kaeya. “Is he bleeding? I’m serious, I don’t see anything wrong. I don’t know if it’s my system censoring it or something, but…”

He looked at you, concerned. “Your system won’t let you see blood? Now that I think about it, that would explain some things…”

Okay, that was weird. Nice to know you wouldn’t be able to tell if someone was hurt unless their movements showed it.

After a while, you were about to reach Adventure Rank 10, the next requirement for the Archon Quests. You decided it was time to wrap it up, so tomorrow you could hit that Adventure Rank and continue on your journey.

The three of you made your way back to the city of Mondstadt. You said goodbye to them, told them you'd be back tomorrow, and you logged off. Only now did you realize how mentally exhausted you were. Time to open TikTok and forget that you exist!

“KAEYA HANGOUT LEAKS HE’S SO HGDSAHVADHA”

Behind the caption was a picture of the Traveler holding Kaeya’s hand in the Cathedral plaza, with Venti behind them.

You closed the app, thinking to yourself, ‘I think I should stay away from this kind of stuff now…’

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