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chipsncookies · 9 months
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Akio and Yukiko but as snorunt and hisuian zorua :) they baby 🦊❄️ Yukiko's design is based on these old timey winter outfit
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allmoshnobrain · 2 months
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A not so small ramble about Heartbreaker because the story is near its end and I've started writing the epilogue, which will tie all loose ends (spoilers for part 32 ahead!)
The whole thing about Heartbreaker is that everyone makes a lot of mistakes mainly because they are all so young when everything happens, but that doesn't make them terrible people - they just didn't know any better.
Dave unconsciously tries to alienate Nore from her friends because she's the only one he has left and he loves her, even though she begs him not to make her choose. He's also so deeply insecure that he becomes jealous and immediately believes Pat when she says Nore is cheating on him with James because well why wouldn't she, when he feels so much like a burden to her?
James tries to earn Nore's affection at all costs because he's in love with her, but he never considers Dave's feelings, his former best friend, who he already had hurt by kicking him off the band and cutting ties. He knows Nore likes him too, he can feel it, but he can't bring himself to just talk to her directly about it all - instead he pressures her, he begs her, please, please leave him, please love me instead. But when she gets hurt and confused because she loves them both, he starts dating her friend in an attempt to get over her, but that only hurts Nore more.
Nore doesn't want to hurt anyone. She just wants to be happy, she just wants her friends - her chosen family - to get along because the happier she had ever been was when everyone was together still. So she avoids telling Dave about her blossoming feelings for James, because she knows it will upset him. She avoids telling Dave so many important things, she avoids rejecting James fully too because she knows it will hurt him and she loves them both, she doesn't wanna hurt him, she doesn't wanna lose him. Then it all blows up in her face because you can't keep avoiding these kind of things forever - they take root, and they grow, and they become bigger the more you ignore them.
I also think Pat fits in this, although she was really mean about it lol James was her dream rockstar boyfriend, and when she realized she wasn't the one he really liked, she felt threatened and tried to sabotage his friendship with Nore instead of confronting him about it or just walking away.
I think the whole point in this is that James, Nore and Dave all tried to do what was easier, instead of what was right. Because none of them were mature enough to make the hard choices. None of them were mature enough to realize they were hurting themselves and hurting the people around them until it was too late.
But I said there would be a happy ending, and there will be! The story will be "finished" in part 35, but that won't really be the end. The epilogue will be set 7 years later, in 1991 - and we will see then the outcome of all of their choices and love and heartbreak. Pinky promise <3
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Does anyone else not like making playlists so u just keep adding songs to their liked playlist. And when they want to listen to a specific type of song they just add each and every one of them, painstakingly, to the queue, and then listen to them. But just CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO MAKE A PLAYLIST.
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theconfusedartist · 10 months
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I just saw that someone replied on my "Before Penn Station" fic on ff.net and!!! they're one of my favorite protocreed authors!!! I'm so stoked!
Also they mentioned that there was a lot of information and things going on that wasn't quite explained as well as a sudden shift in PoV which---hehe
I'm so! Glad! They pointed that out!!!
Bc it would be a sudden PoV shift if you only consider Desmond to be the only one who is telling the story. I mean. I can't spoil too much because a lot of that gets explained in the Prototype game era of the fic, which is its own act but. The fact that they pointed it out is so!!!!!!!
As a writer, it feels so good when I put a line that stands out and makes the reader scratch their heads. yes yes yes
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wintersguile · 1 year
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Seeing people on twt complaining about how Rasputin is being characterized this season and???? How are you a raspy fan and his reckoning with humanity ISN'T how you wanted this to play out???
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rjalker · 2 years
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How to make an alien design instantly cool: spots
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cytusaffirmative · 1 year
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I think it’s wonderful how the story of Cytus is based on Vanessa and Ivy trying to protect eachother
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mrfoox · 1 year
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It's still scary to feel... This okay for me and im like... Oh man
#miranda talking shit#Im used to having dread and anxiety and despair at least for an hour per day but i havent for some time#I had one situation a few weeks ago bc there was an misunderstanding with an friend. But even then i cried about it for an hour and then#I thought about it for a while and got an new perspective and basically got over it lol#It feels Weird bc im so used to feeling bad all the time or at least ... Little bit bad? Now im actually okay#I'm not always feeling super good but im stable and have been feeling like ot for a long while?#When something happens or i think of something it doesnt consume me. I can be in it and think about it but then let it pass#I think this medicine is working and im happy... I forget hpw much of my energy and time goes to being anxious and sad#Til i dont feel that way for a while and then its like.... Lol wtf i have time to actually talk to people i like and do things i want?#Sure im not 'cured' and a normal human but ive felt like my battery have been a bit nore filled bc of this#Ive cleaned on my own and done clothes washing on my own which i usually do with my home help#Its not a huge thing but yeah... And its still winter. I know i feel worse mentally in winter so if this is me now...#Imagjne in spring or summer when i can be outside in nature again... I really want this to be a better and kinder year for me#I dont expect to find love or accomplish big things but just for once a year where i feel okay and don't look back on badly please#Please universe be gentle with me i think after 20+ years i can have some peace please and thank you
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hedgehog-moss · 3 months
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Inspired by your last ask! What are the best French books you’ve read that have no English translation yet? I read Play Boy and Qui a tué mon père (really loved the latter) last year and it feels so fun to read something that other Americans can’t access yet
I'm too nervous to make any list of the Best XYZ Books because I don't want to raise your expectations too high! But okay, here's my No English Translation-themed list of books I've enjoyed in recent years. I tried to make it eclectic in terms of genre as I don't know what you prefer :)
Biographies
• Le dernier inventeur, Héloïse Guay de Bellissen: I just love prehistory and unusual narrators so I enjoyed this one; it's about the kids who discovered the cave of Lascaux, and some of the narration is written from the perspective of the cave <3 I posted a little excerpt here (in English).
• Ces femmes du Grand Siècle, Juliette Benzoni: Just a fun collection of portraits of notable noblewomen during the reign of Louis XIV, I really liked it. For people who like the 17th century. I think it was Emil Cioran who said his favourite historical periods were the Stone Age and the 17th century but tragically the age of salons led to the Reign of Terror and Prehistory led to History.
• La Comtesse Greffulhe, Laure Hillerin: I've mentioned this one before, it's about the fascinating Belle Époque French socialite who was (among other things) the inspiration for Proust's Duchess of Guermantes. I initially picked it up because I will read anything that's even vaguely about Proust but it was also a nice aperçu of the Belle Époque which I didn't know much about.
• Nous les filles, Marie Rouanet: I've also recommended this one before but it's such a sweet little viennoiserie of a book. The author talks about her 1950s childhood in a town in the South of France in the most detailed, colourful, earnest way—she mentions everything, describes all the daft little games children invent like she wants ageless aliens to grasp the concept of human childhood, it's great.
I'll add Trésors d'enfance by Christian SIgnol and La Maison by Madeleine Chapsal which are slightly less great but also sweet short nostalgic books about childhood that I enjoyed.
Fantasy
• Mers mortes, Aurélie Wellenstein: I read this one last year and I found the characters a bit underwhelming / underexplored but I always enjoy SFF books that do interesting things with oceans (like Solaris with its sentient ocean-planet), so I liked the atmosphere here, with the characters trying to navigate a ghost ship in ghost seas...
• Janua Vera, Jean-Philippe Jaworski: Not much to say about it other than they're short stories set in a mediaeval fantasy world and no part of this description is usually my cup of tea, but I really enjoyed this read!
Essays / literary criticism / philosophy
• Eloge du temps perdu, Frank Lanot: I thought this was going to be about idleness, as the title suggests, and I love books about idleness. But it's actually a collection of short essays about (French) literature and some of them made me appreciate new things about authors and books I thought I knew by heart, so I enjoyed it
• Le Pont flottant des rêves, Corinne Atlan: Poetic musings about translation <3 that's all
• Sisyphe est une femme, Geneviève Brisac: Reflections about the works of female writers (Natalia Ginzburg, Virginia Woolf, Sylvia Townsend Warner, etc) that systematically made me want to go read the author in question, even when I'd already read & disliked said author. That's how you know it's good literary criticism
Let's add L'Esprit de solitude by Jacqueline Kelen which as the title suggests, ponders the notion of solitude, and Le Roman du monde by Henri Peña-Ruiz which was so lovely to read in terms of literary style I don't even care what it was about (it's philosophy of foundational myths & stories) (probably difficult to read if you're not fully fluent in French though)
Did not fit in the above categories:
• Entre deux mondes by Olivier Norek—it's been translated in half a dozen languages, I was surprised to find no English translation! It's a crime novel and a pretty bleak read on account of the setting (the Calais migrant camp) but I'd recommend it
• Saga, Tonino Benacquista: Also seems to have been translated in a whole bunch of languages but not English? :( I read it ages ago but I remember it as a really fun read. It's a group of loser screenwriters who get hired to write a TV series, their budget is 15 francs and a stale croissant and it's going to air at 4am so they can do whatever they want seeing as no one will watch it. So they start writing this intentionally ridiculous unhinged show, and of course it acquires Devoted Fans
Books that I didn't think existed in English translation but they do! but you can still read them in French if you want
• Scrabble: A Chadian Childhood, Michaël Ferrier: What it says on the tin! It's a short and well-written account of the author's childhood in Chad just before the civil war. I read it a few days ago and it was a good read, but then again I just love bittersweet stories of childhood
• On the Line, Joseph Ponthus: A short diary-like account of the author's assembly line work in a fish factory. I liked the contrast between the robotic aspect of the job and the poetic nature of the text; how the author used free verse / repetition / scansion to give a very immediate sense of the monotony and rhythm of his work (I don't know if it's good in English)
• The End of Eddy, Edouard Louis: The memoir of a gay man growing up in a poor industrial town in Northern France—pretty brutal but really good
• And There Was Light, Jacques Lusseyran: Yet another memoir sorry, I love people's lives! Jacques Lusseyran lost his sight as a child, and was in the Resistance during WWII despite being blind. It's a great story, both for the historical aspects and for the descriptions of how the author experiences his blindness
• The Adversary: A True Story of Monstrous Deception, Emmanuel Carrère: an account of the Jean-Claude Romand case—a French man who murdered his whole family to avoid being discovered as a fraud, after spending his entire adult life pretending to be a doctor working at the WHO and fooling everyone he knew. Just morbidly fascinating, if you like true crime stuff
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Nick Valentines x GN reader
Pure fluff for y'all, with a touch of angst at the end. I know theres like zero demand for fallout 4 fanfic but I made a poll idk how nany months ago asking if I should make some Nick Valentine fanfic and I got a couole of yes and exactly one follower from that poll. So this goes out to the small anount of people who said yes and that one follower I got from it, theres nore Nick fanfic to come I've just haven't gotten around to it yet but I promise I'll post some every so often.
Like always minors don't interact!
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He loves playing with your hair when he thinks your asleep. Sense he doesn't sleep he'll join you in bed when he needs a break from going over files and lay down with you so he can olay with your hair.
It started with him sitting on the edge of the bed looking at the wall as he thought about his most current case but when you started to stir in your sleep, having a bad dream, he laid down next to you and held you in his arms whispering sweet things to you until you calmed dow.
He found himself enjoying having you in his arms. Thus started a routine of him slipping into bed with you every so often to take a break.
Normally he would take a smoke break when you slept but he found himself craving a cuddle more than a smoke lately.
Soon every so often turned into every night of him crawlling into bed with you and getting up before you woke.
One night he had been loat in thought about something and hadn't noticed you waking up until he heared your tired voice ask him what he was doing.
"What? Oh sorry didn't mean to wake ya." He said pulling his hand away.
He was surprised when you asked him to keep playing with your hair. More than happy to oblige he started playing with it again.
It soothed you back to sleep in his arms snuggling into his chest as you slept soundly.
The next night when you got into bed you patted the spot next to you with an expectant look.
"You want me to join you or somethin?" Nick would ask looking to the bed then to you. Nodding you head you gavw him a big smile.
Who could say bo to that?
Nick was now "going to bed" with you every time you were. Really it was him laying in bed playing with your hair as he talked avout whatever case he had currently going on until you fell asleep.
He wouldn't admit it, at least not out loud but he adored this nightly routine the two of you had going on though he never hid the smile on his face every time he saw you getting ready for bed or how fast he was to crawl into bed with you to cuddle.
Nick always played it off cool as if it wasn't the favorite part of his day or anything.
If you asked he would probably say aomething like. "Just doing my job to keep those pesky nightmares away." Or "only making sure you don't stop breaming in your sleep. You humans are rather fragile after all."
Acts as if he isn't often the first one in bed waiting for you.
Before he atarted cuddlibg you every night he would work straight through the night till morning. He wouldn't even realized you had gone to bed till you walked oast him yawning telling him good morning.
Now though? He reminds you every night at 9pm sharp that you need to go to bed.
He'll play it off as your human and need to get a healthy amount of sleep as he actively take his coat and tie off to get comfortable.
If you buy him a pair of pajamas to wear he'll laugh avout it and say he doesn't need them.
He's wearing them the very next day.
If you gad gotten them before he started cuddling you every bight he would just give you a weird look for the thoughtless gift and put it in his empty dresser to collect dust or to be used by guests staying the night. He didn't sleep why would he need pajamas?
Now though? Might own three different pairs
You bet they match with your pajamas.
If anyone else sees him in his pajamas he'll puff out his chest as he puts his hands on his hips. "What? You never seen a synth in lounge wear before? Beat it, it's time for bed."
Nick takes bed time very seriously.
He's big spoon. It feels weird for him to be little spoon
Wont fight you if you want to try big spooning for once but he wasn't really into it
Nick much more prefers having you in his arms. It helps ground him and reminds him that you truly are here now with him and bot some memory from the past seeping into his present.
That and how can he play with your hair all night if he's not facing you silly?
He will lean in every so often and place a soft kiss on your forward as he whispers a soft "I love ya." As to bot wake you.
If he ever lost you he would lay in the bed alone holding onto your pajamas as he tried to think back on all those nights he spent laying in bed with you. He would stop after a few weeks as it hurt too much but after a few years when he had time to heal he would start doing it again so he could feel like you were there again. Nick didn't know how much he missed this, how much he missed you.
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jinisnuggets · 1 month
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꠸ꪻ ꪮꪀꪶꪗ ꪻꪖᛕꫀᦓ ꪮꪀᥴꫀ
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ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴵᵈᵒˡ! ᴹⁱⁿᵍⁱ ˣ ᴾʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ, ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ᵃᵘ
ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: 5.6ᵏ
ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃʳʳᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵃᵍᵉˢ, ᵈᵉᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒˢˢ ᵒᶠ ᶠʳᵉᵉᵈᵒᵐ, ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵃᵖᵖⁱⁿᵉˢˢ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵈʳⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ, ˢʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ
ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ʷᵒʳˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ? ᴮᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉⁿᵉᵐʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ʰᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ, ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰᵒˡᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ, ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵃᵈ. ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒˡᵉ. ᵀʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿʸᵒⁿᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ. ᵁⁿᵗⁱˡ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ…
Divider: @cafekitsune
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Although the royal family was something that a lot of children desired, it wasn't anything like the books described it. Being restricted from many things and unable to feel the freedom that any human has the right to, having to hold off on food in order to fit the ‘Princess Standard’, holding in tears in order to avoid letting those who looked up to you see you cry, something so simple like friend night was a restriction as it damages the ‘family image’.
Being like any typical only child princess, your job was to sit still and wait until your parents looked for a good prince to take you in and name you queen, it always worked this way around the royal industry, and you weren't no exception.
“Lady… I wanted to inform you that your supper is ready…”
You glanced over at your once shut door and smiled at the maid standing at the fronts of your room, a visible smile appeared on her face as she escorted you out of your room, although you had a notebook in front of you, it was a thank goodness that your lady barged in to inform you about your evening lunch because if not you would've most likely broken down into tears right then and there.
Taking a seat, your butler poured you your evening tea, bringing your meal out to the table, leaving you alone in the comfort of the familiar area and privacy.
Sighing, remembeing all of your upcoming schedules, not to mention one of them was only a couple hours away. Early the next morning you had to make your way to a special event hosted specifically for royalty and celebrities, although you were excited to meet new people and step out of your comfort zone without the need to worry about your parents coming along, half of you just wanted to ditch the meet up and run off to a field of flowers in order to take a breath of fresh air, no one to watch you wear tight fitting dresses or heels, and get a sense of freedom for the first time since your childhood.
Nervously walking back to your room. Feeling uneasy at the thought of seeing the face of that prince who you so desperately wished not to see, you just wanted to make new friendships and meet new people, however you could only pray that throughout the event you wouldn't have to look at him, nore speak a word to him.
After all, it was all you wanted, and all you asked for.
The next morning, you made your way to the familiar building that would hold some of the biggest celebrities at the moment, you sighed nervously as you would be meeting brand new idols and seeing unfamiliar faces, faces of brand new idols, whom you hadn't had the chance to see on TV yet.
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The special hostess was someone you were familiar with, for your regular schedule it'd be the same thing. Conference, photoshoots, if journalist approached you you would answer all their questions, and if you got lucky… communicate with other guest.
However during the conference…
No matter how hard you tried… the tears were there, and they wouldn't go away, you excused yourself from the table and walked over to a secluded corner where you swore no one would find you. You let your tears fall as you recalled your mothers words.
“You're going to marry Prince Lee.”
“Mother, I do not agree with this...”
“I apologize dear but you need to take over whenever me and your father can't. The prince showed great interest in meeting you and you can't just dismiss these important moments, you knew they were going to come eventually.”
“You can't force me to marry someone whom I do not wish to”
“If it were me I'd let you choose, however your parents know best-”
“Of course.. parents always know best.”
After that you stormed off and didn't allow your mom to finish what she needed to say. The tension was big that morning and everyone in the house knew that your mom and you had argued, it was obvious. You being a part of the royal family yet unable to enjoy the title that many children dreamed of, seeking freedom and that exciting life that everybody else had, often finding yourself thinking the words “why me?”-
“Excuse me?”
Crap.. had you been crying too loud? How could you forget you were still in public and in a quite important meeting. Of course someone would come looking for you-
“I'm sorry! I completely lost myself-” however your words stopped upon seeing a handsome man standing in front of you. He looked like an idol. Small eyes, fair skin, dark brown hair, chocolate colored eyes, and most outstanding of all, he was tall.
“I just wanted to check and see if everything was okay… you seemed upset or bothered by something. Would you need to talk about it?” He sounded sincere, words sounded cautious and full of pity.
“Trust me I'd love to talk about my intrusive thoughts, however this is a personal problem.” you responded, attempting to hold back from completely breaking down onto the stranger.
“That's okay… I'm a stranger so I get it… let me introduce myself, I'm Song Mingi.” a smile broke onto the boy's face as he stared at you waiting for your personal introduction.
You couldn't help but smile back at such an innocent face, this time your smile contained nothing but reality, a sincere smile that you couldn't hold back. Something you hadn't felt since childhood.
“My name is L/n Y/n. Pleasure to meet you Song Mingi.” You responded, extending your hand to shake his.
“Pleasure to meet you L/n Y/n. Hope we can become good friends!” His smile was heartwarming, full of kindness and sensitivity, for the first time in years. You felt happy in the time you least expected to feel such an emotion.
“Mingi..!? Dude! Stop walking away from the group like that-” you heard another voice call from a distance, upon looking over you saw an unfamiliar face who quickly entered into panic as he approached his proclaimed friend.
“Oh my god! It's a pleasure!” the other guy said as he bowed his head and pulled Mingi down with him.
“Oh no- there's no need for that-”
“I deeply apologize for my friend's behavior… he can get out of hand sometimes..” the boy interrupted, with a nervous look on his face as he awaited your answer.
“Don't worry about it. Your friend is a lovely person, I hope we'll be able to meet again soon.” You responded, trying to show the new guy that you were friendly and nothing to be afraid of.
“Oh thank goodness… again I apologize for everything. I hope you can excuse us, because we must make our departure now.”
“Of course, that is okay.” You quickly bowed and waved at the two guys who were now walking away. Mingi turned back and called out “Bye!” before disappearing with his friend.
“YALL!! MINGI WAS ABLE TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH L/N Y/N!!!”
“WHAT!?”
Everyone's eyes shifted to Mingi who was returning with a bright smile on his face.
“I don't get why you guys are so surprised… she's nice-”
“BOY! DO YOU HAVE AN IDEA WHO YOU JUST TALKED TO!?” San called, attempting to fix his bag and place it inside the small cubby on the wall.
“Um… L/n Y/n…?”
“Were you respectful? Did you at least greet her respectfully!?” Seonghwa asked with a very concerned pitch.
“I think…?” Mingi responded hesitantly, unknowing what to respond and beginning to question himself and his manners.
“Real question is if you were respectful Woo-”
“I WAS REALLY RESPECTFUL!!! BUT MINGI SEEMED WAYYYY TOO NONCHALANT TO BE IN FRONT OF SOMEONE AS POWERFUL AS L/N!!!”
Everyone glanced at Mingi and shook their heads in disappointment as Mingi grew a concerned look on his face.
“Is she someone important?” Mingi asked nervously, beginning to regret speaking to you in the first place.
“Mingi… if she's here of course she's important…” Yunho replied, with a stressed look on his face and Mingi gulped.
“Who is she…?” Mingi once again asked as Yeosang turned and responded “It's the current princess, probably soon to be queen.”
“WHAT!?”
The members sighed and again shook their heads in disappointment referring to Mingi.
“Why was she-” however Mingi stopped mid sentence, almost looking like Mingi’s world glitched completely.
“Why was she..?” Jongho questioned, trying to revive Mingi from his abrupt stop.
“Nevermind. Forget it.”
The members glanced around at each other, confused but understanding, they all nodded and continued their activities.
However, Mingi's mind was far from empty.
Why would a princess… so beautiful like you… be spotted crying…?
You entered your familiar palace, being in a better mood than usual and expected.
Everyone in the household could tell that you were all cheery and skippy, it was rare for you to be all smiley after your 14th birthday, so seeing you in that precise state was shocking to even your parents who were waiting for you in the living room.
“You look excited…”
“Glad you noticed, mother.” You added to the comment with all the anger in your voice that was strong just a few hours ago gone.
“Did something you'd like to talk about happen?” Asked your father who held a building smile on his face.
“I'd rather keep that personal father.”
Your parents, who were shocked by your answer, nodded and allowed you to hold a small bit of privacy from them.
However that happy mood was about to disappear completely when you heard your mother say the words you dreaded to hear.
“Prince Lee!”
The gaze which was once held at your guardians shifted to the end of the room where a tall man in his mid 20’s stood… it was indeed… prince Lee. That stupid prince who ruined everything from start to finish.
“Good to see you today Y/n.”
“Don't direct me by my first name as if we were close.”
A smirk crept onto the man's face, which did nothing but higher your suspicions.
“You must be in a bad mood princess… would you like to talk about it?”
"You seemed upset or bothered by something. Would you need to talk about it?"
“I would've preferred to not see you at all today.”
“I came for a reason, princess, it would come here just for fun.”
“I don't wanna talk about the marriage which hasn't yet been confirmed, I don't wanna ruin my life with any deals either.”
“Princess, it's nothing like that. Just give me a chance to explain it to you one on one.”
Truthfully, you were curious, but you didn't wanna accept anything from this untrustworthy prince.
“It’ll only take two minutes.” He muttered, clearly annoyed by your silence.
“Fine. But make sure to make it quick.” You replied as he rolled his eyes, welcoming himself to go to the other side of your palace uninvited.
“Sure princess.”
Once you both entered a more secluded corner, still guarded and you made sure of it. He looked back at you and smirked lightly.
“What do you want from me? Surely you're not romantically attracted and that's clear.” You asked, unsure of his answer and partly wanting him to just back away and leave you and your loved ones alone.
“Well you're not wrong.” You heard the prince reply, beginning to take a ring out of his pocket.
“Then what is it you want?”
“And why are you entitled to know all of my intentions? Huh?” He said, with a quite aggressive tone, trying to make it clear that he still had yet to speak.
You leaned back on the wall as your shoulders fell in half relief.
“Go on.” You said, attempting to bring his attention back to his words from earlier.
“Listen here, if you try to say anything to your parents about what I do behind the curtains… I'll know. So you better keep that pretty mouth of yours shut or else.”
“I have no reason to expose all that lame shit that you do in your personal life.”
“If you call it lame shit again I'll beat the crap out of you.”
“Beat the crap out of me and the only one who's losing is you. I know you're using me for money, if my parents or the cameras catch you hurting me in any way the weddings off, you can't do anything to me, I'm smart enough to know that.”
You heard a small chuckle come from him as he took out his ring and gifted it to you.
“Just a small gift to get you to shut your mouth.”
You glanced back at him with a knowing smile, as you took the ring and raised it back to him.
“I'll be having this checked!” You said in a mocking tone, knowing he can't hide anything from you.
He nodded knowingly and looked back at you, “Check it, you won't find anything.” you heard him mumble as he began to walk away, you watched him as he approached your parents and shook both of their hands respectfully before making his way out of your property.
“What's that jerk have in mind?” You whispered in a low and quiet voice as you threw the ring away in a nearby trash can.
Night time hit and you dragged yourself to your closet, sliding on some pants that you had hidden at the back of your wardrobe and giving yourself some new makeup to cover your identity, making your way out of the palace by your window, into the direction of the still open local library to pick up a new book to add onto your collection.
On your way to the library, you ran into multiple post boards. Few lights were on and the warm moon illuminated the night sky, these moments were the freedom you so much craved for. Finally a moment of peace and quiet, finally a moment for you to live like any ordinary person, even if it was a secret.
You stopped in your tracks upon noticing 2 figures of 2 men in the distance. You heard them laughing and talking regularly as they approached you so you decided to just continue very cautiously, attempting to keep away from their path..
“Is that L/n..?”
How did he know who you were…? You recognized this voice, but your memory couldn't get a grip of who it was..
‘Continue walking… continue walking… continue walking and don't look back…’ you told yourself repeatedly
“Mingi… that isn't her…”
“Oh- it looked like her for a moment…” you heard the other voice say.
The urge to look back at the mention of your new friend's name was tempting…
So what did you do…?
“Mingi…?”
You turned around to face the comforting face of this man who was once a stranger.
You noticed a surprise look on his face as he burst out a huge smile and rushed over to hug you, of course… you couldn't help it so you hugged him back.
“L/n.. how have you been?”
“Normal I guess…”
Of course, from the scene, you noticed the face of his shocked friend who definitely hadn't expected to see such an important figure out during dark hours of the day which would soon become tomorrow.
He quickly bowed down and brought himself to a stop and loss of words.
“Pleasure to meet you, miss…”
“Please don't bow down in my presence… Please treat me normally.” you managed to say, showing your signature smile as you watched him grow back to ease with all worry fading from his face.
“L/n- this is Yunho.” you heard Mingi say, you extended your hand ready to shake his as he mimicked your movements.
“Jeong Yunho at your services.”
“No… you don't have to be at my services…”
Smiling, you looked back at Mingi ready to say your goodbyes.
“I’m glad we were able to run into each other again… I must get going though- I have limited time and must get going-”
Both men stood and looked at you before Yunho hit Mingi's arm and snapped him back to reality.
“L/n… wouldn't you like to go get drinks with us..? Being up to your status must be difficult.. wouldn't you like to go get some dinner? It's on us.”
The request caught you off guard, you looked around before looking back…
“Isn't that too much…?”
“No..? You probably work so hard everyday, I think a friend out day would do you well.”
“I would love to accept but-” you knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and you hated that you couldn't help but be skeptical, you could always go to the library, anytime, any day with permission. A night out was a huge no-no.
“Are you worried about someone knowing who you are?” Yunho asked in a worried manner.
“That's part of the reason-”
“Mingi brought a jacket with a hood… it could be used to cover your face.” Yunho responded, giving you a small smile as you looked back at Mingi who was taking out the hoodie to show you.
“We're going to a secluded area, not many people go there these days, so chances are that it's going to be empty.” Mingi added, you could tell Mingi was trying very hard to make you accept their offer.
It was weird nevertheless… you almost felt like they somehow knew your situation which creeped you out a little.. not so much, just a little.
You stayed quiet thinking about their offer, ultimately you silently nodded and accepted.
Mingi put his jacket around you as you stood in between the two tall men, who attempted to shield your identity from any passers-bys, Mingi stood close to you as you looked up at him.
When you thought about it you only ever saw him once, you had no idea what he did for a living and the only piece of information you had on him was the fact that he was someone well known and that his name was Song Mingi.
It was the first time you saw him under the moonlight, the first time you heard the beautiful sound of nature and didn't think of it as your top value. You couldn't remember a time when you made the sound of waves crashing together and tree leaves brushing against each other as background noise.
But today? Today was an exception… because no matter how hard you tried, your gaze wouldn't leave the guy who stood next to you, eyes glued onto his features, fingers gripping your hand attempting to keep yourself back from holding his hand.
This was truly a moment for you…
You arrived at the bar which you were quite nervous to be at, mostly because if someone caught you being in such a place you would get in big trouble by both your parents and the public, however all your worries quickly went away as you sat down with both guys who made you feel more comfortable than they were supposed to, or better said, than normal.
You were a person who's trust was hard to gain, so the fact that these two almost newcomers, which was okay but at the same time made you nervous, but you truly felt safe around these two guys who looked to be around your age.
Your drinks came and you were quick to take a sip, the taste of alcohol truly shocked you however it wasn't the worst thing you had ever had so you continued to drink it as the two men joined you.
Mingi turned to you and begun to ask “L/n is it okay for me to ask you if-”
“Y/n…”
Mingi, confused, asked you, “What?”
“Just call me Y/n.” You corrected.
Yunho glanced at Mingi, they both knew the alcohol was beginning to take action. Yunho knowing it would probably end badly, took the glass away from your sight, bringing it near him as you began to move your head down onto your arms which were laying flat on the table.
“I miss the old times…” you managed to stutter out, which made Mingi and Yunho turn to you in order to listen.
“Why do you say that…?” Mingi said cautiously, unwanting to ask the wrong questions or even cross some sort of invasive line.
“I miss when I was stress free… when I was able to do anything without people judging or watching my every move…”
Both of them didn't dare to say a word, as they both felt like they were about to discover something important about your life.
“I feel trapped… why can't I be like any regular human…? Begin a relationship with who I choose…? Why can't I have more moments like these without having to worry all the time about the public…?”
Tears began forming in your eyes as you brought your legs on the chair for some odd reason, perhaps for extra support in order to avoid a breakdown in the middle of two untrusted adults.
“Y/n… you can go on… we'll listen to everything you say even if it lasts the entire night…” Mingi replied, going over to your side and hugging you tightly, in hopes to save your tears from falling off your beautiful face.
Truthfully everything Mingi did made you nervous. Even in a somewhat unhinged state, your heart fluttered at Mingi's low pitched voice speaking to you. Your words deep inside your tongue, getting tangled at all that you wanted to say. Everything he did was perfect and it was really like he heard your silent cries… How could someone understand you so well? How could someone so compassionate and enthusiastic show such sincere feelings
You don't know what happened the rest of that night, you were too out of it to remember and you really don't even recall how much you told them. You knew that you wanted to avoid them because you didn't know how much information they had on you now, but it was hard, because they were one of the only people who made you feel even somewhat safe.
But it was urgent… you had to avoid them.
“Do you think she was honest with everything she said last night?” Yunho asked Mingi as they were in the changing room, putting on their new stage outfits and throwing their old clothes into the small lockers attached to the wall
“She was already pretty drunk by that point, so I don't think she was lying… to add on to that she is royalty so everything she said isn't impossible…”
“It seems a bit off… someone so important hiding something so big that only she and the people working with them know…”
“It does seem weird… guess we really can't trust anyone these days. It's quite terrifying that such a big name is hiding something, and we don't know who it is.”
“I guess we should be extra careful at night and with who we trust-”
“YALL!! WHAT'S TAKING YOU SO LONG!!!???” Wooyoung yelled as he entered the room earning a scream from Mingi.
“HEY!! YOU CAN'T JUST INTRUDE!!!”
“YUH-HUH!!”
The two argued for a while before they both left the room to go get their makeup done, there was a lot that couldn't leave Mingi's mind, but he decided to keep it mostly empty for the time being because he had to focus on performing for the public and his fans.
If there was something he regretted it was not getting your number whenever he had the opportunity to, hearing everything you told him and his best friend the previous night he really couldn't believe just how fucked up the higher ups could be.
He felt off though… and he really didn't know why. Ever since your conversation he couldn't help but remember those words that stood out to him the most.
“Begin a relationship with who I choose…?”
“I just wish I would've had time to meet the right one before this… now It just feels wrong to love someone”
Whatever it was... he noticed it, your pain, your scars, your cuts, your cries.
And you had no idea how much he wanted to help you, get you out of that misery that you had been going through, make you the happiest woman alive, make you smile and laugh everyday. He really wanted to… but he truthfully had no idea how…
Hongjoong’s voice echoed from the end of the room, concerned and attentive he asked “Mingi? Are you okay?”
Mingi snapped back to reality at the sound of Hongjoong’s voice as he noticed Jongho looking at him confused.
“Yeah I'm fine.”
Jongho lifted an eyebrow to Mingi's vague response, which was unusual for Mingi especially in a situation when something was bothering him.
“Mingi, you've been spacing out a lot lately, are you sure you're okay?” San asked and Mingi nodded affirmatively, still on cloud nine even after all the check up questions.
“My minds been filled up but with a bit of water it'll go away.” Mingi confirmed, slowly bringing himself to the small couch where his water bottle was, he drank a bit and began scrolling on his phone to clear his mind and allow a distraction, however it was hard, and no one was there to deny it.
He knew the members would all be the same if they heard everything you said, it was chilling knowing that no one was trustworthy nowadays. Not even the people who are supposed to support the country and fight for the right, because they hid dark secrets that would get anyone killed.
But the question still lingered…
Who...?
“You told someone didn't you..?”
“I don't know if I said anything or mentioned any names…”
“You jerk…” the prince spoke, with an aggressive tone to his voice.”
“At least I'm not denying it.” You waved your hand up in the air and he glanced over at you biting his thumb lightly while desperately looking around for any possible witnesses before pushing you against the wall.
“Didn't I tell you not to talk to anyone about it...?
“Look, truthfully I could blackmail you anytime I wanted but do you see me doing that?”
“If you tried I'd know who the unknown messenger is.”
“Keep telling yourself that” you responded knowing he would be unable to hurt you because of the audioless CCTV camera in the alley.
Quickly slamming his fist against the wall, he let himself wander away before returning to you.
“So you don't know if you told anyone??”
“No, I really can't tell you an honest answer because I don't know.”
“And all because you were drinking!? What princess does that?”
“And what prince runs illegal rings?”
The prince shot a glance at you partly eyeing the camera that was hidden in the corner of the dark remote area.
“I’ll let you go this time. But if you dare to tell anyone else, I will find you.”
“Yes… from here I promise to keep this pretty mouth shut.” You teased him as he flinched slightly and turned back to look at you with invasive eyes and a malicious look that held nothing but trouble.
Nothing more was said, he let you go and he himself left. He had a meeting and couldn't waste too much time with you, you watched him leave as you made the turn just to see a shadow at the end of the alley.
“Good to see you Mingi.”
Mingi flinched and quickly ran up to you, holding your arms in place and shaking you frantically, concerned for your well-being.
“What was that all about!? Are you in danger-”
“Answer me one thing Mingi… how much did I say that night?” Your voice was monotone, low and tired, Mingi leaned back for a moment, a little scared by your sudden change in attitude.
“Y/n, don't stress yourself you didn't say too much, all you mentioned was that there was this prince that couldn't be trusted because he was involved in some bad things, you didn't tell us what or who!” Mingi was truly frantic, scared for your well-being, unwilling to make you feel guilty or bad for breaking a random deal that you had with someone who was untrustworthy and a danger.
“That's a relief… Mingi please don't say a word about it. Forget that night even happened.”
Mingi just nodded, listening to you but more focused on all the scars that surrounded your visible skin, looking at all the fresh and old cuts on your sensitive body.
“I can't let you live like this Y/n…” you heard Mingi say as you glanced up at him with a small chuckle coming out of you.
“Don't be silly.” You responded, slowly retreating yourself from the scene and bringing yourself back to the main road, the safer and more comfortable area.
“Before you go… at least let me take care of you. I can tell you haven't been doing so-” Mingi called out from behind, you turned around with a confused look, eyes focused on the person who you considered a friend and visibly cared for.
You managed to mutter a nervous “What are you talking about?” followed by a light chuckle, slowly turning around to face him fully as he approached you, pushing your hair behind your ear and resting his hands on your shoulders.
“Why do you do this to yourself? You should love yourself… not cut yourself.”
You visibly stopped moving, looking down and seeing all the easily spotted bruises that you didn't notice were in plain sight, you quickly put on your jacket and began to retreat from the main road, attempting to get away from him in order so you wouldn't have to be faced with the same embarrassment.
“Y/n… let me love you. Let me show you what true care feels like. Allow me to demonstrate what I really feel towards you tonight. Give me permission to kiss you all night, hug you all night. Let me get out all of these feelings and give you the chance to feel true happiness and freedom.”
You felt your back push against a wall as Mingi's face got closer to yours, you felt his hands slowly grip your waist in place as he began to bring himself down to the crook of your neck, giving it small pecks and kisses.
“Mingi- this is wrong… stop..”
“Y/n… let me show you what you have been craving for, love and freedom… I wanna be there for you when you need it, be the first to celebrate your wins, be the first shoulder you cry on, be the first person to give you tips on things… Even if we can't be in a relationship, at least allow me to be your best friend, because no matter what I wanna be there for your moments of grief or joy. I don't wanna watch you get with someone who you do not feel anything for, but if I can even just do one thing to make you feel better, or get a smile out of you… I'll do it.”
Unknowing how to respond, you brought your hands to his back as you felt his long fingers trace along your thighs.
You felt some sense of reassurance as you brought yourself to slowly wrap your arms around his neck and give him a slow and wet kiss, the reality felt so unreal for a moment to the point that you didn't know if you were dreaming… you both lost track of time as you entered your own worlds with the simple help of lip to lip contact.
“I love you so much…”
“I love you too… but this can't happen- we can happen…”
Mingi looked at you slowly, giving you the softest eyes you had ever seen.
“It only takes once to find true love… I found it…” you heard him mumble as he landed a kiss on your temple.
“Stop doing this… you're making things harder for me… I'm trying to stay away from you but you just continue coming and looking at me with those eyes, talking to me with that voice… how many times do I have to tell you that this is wrong! This relationship between us can't happen!”
Tears began streaming down your cheeks, slowly hitting your lips and falling onto the concrete, Mingi's fingers slowly came up and caressed your cheek, bringing a kiss to your ear.
“If it can't happen today, I'll look for you in my next life… I'm sorry I couldn't help but in our next life I'll make you the happiest woman alive. I promise, I'll make you my wife in the future…"
"I promise…”
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Okay so hear me out-
𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤. 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳?
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Sonic.
Sonic the hedgehog. The world's heroine who save the earth nore than once. Fought against evil countless times. Save hundred, if not thousands, people many times.
Sonic who's being known for his cockyness yet also prone to seek in people's good and loyal to his friend. Never sway by any temptation in order to serve the justice.
Never had ever cross your mind the opposite. You always sees your dear hedgehog in a good light. Not to mention on how close you are to him. or him to you. And even if someone says otherwise, you would only laugh. You knew sonic better than anybody else.
... But you weren't very sure now...
"Please you gotta understand- it's for your safety...!" You cringe at the sudden high pitch of the sound yet you didn't show it. Too caught off in the situation your in.
There's sonic, in the floor; kneeling infront of you. covered in blood in god who knows where. Some even was smudge some of you as his grip on your shirt tighten when you dare to move an inch.
You flinch when you feel his head laying on your torso, Can't even look at you as he lower his head in shame as he keep mumbling incoherent siuff you can't even hear. As if he was on his little own world.
You try to pry his hand off of you but it only backfire as you can now feel his grip digging on your skin, even if there's a fabric between the two of you, you still wince. Whenever he meant it or not you didn't know.
"...[Name] please you have- 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 to understand that this is for you...everything was for you..."
"For 𝘮𝘦? or for 𝙮𝙤𝙪?" The mobian flinch at your word. ears pinning down as he clinch his teeth. preventing the heavy feeling that causing his eyes to water, burst out. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃���𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎-
"...for you" he mumble. barely enough to hear yet you catch it anyway.
You eyes bore down at sonic more than you like. your eyes held an emotion that, despite his head down, sonic can't pinpoint. Causing him to flinch once again. 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺? 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥? 𝘚𝘢𝘥? 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥? 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥?
You suck a low breath as you flicker your sight before you. Everything was covered in blood. Not to mentioned the awfull smell of strong iron on the air that daring you not to puke. And don't even forget about the body. The person was barely recognizable with how the body looks... You couldn't identified whenever its a human or a mobius.
"[Name]... please..." another plea escape sonic's mouth trying to get your attention. His grip loosen up a bit but still holding your shirt.
You squint your your eyes. as a bead of sweat fall in your cheek. You have an option. 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦.
Yet you still dont know. But all you know was...
𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚.
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Woah can't believe i acutall finish this in my school. Im not gonna lie that this is quite ooc but this is a the fandom so¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ . this isn't the original concept btw. I actually read one of the post then take a inspiration to write this so i hope this isn't quite trouble. Just wanna share my new thoughts for you in the next ask! ✨Desperate Sonic✨ 🤝 ✨Unhinged Reader✨ i hope your okay with it (⁠。⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧
-𝐣𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧
...Dear-
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This took my breath away, in the best way possible. I'm going to be thinking about this for days now. I really enjoy how you wrote this, it truly kept me invested!
Desperate Sonic & unhinged reader! I can't wait to see how you write this dynamic! I'm already having ideas.
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rainbow-neko-artblog · 3 months
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Hey I’m the one who sent the transgender lover ask
I’m a trans guy and insecure about it
I wanted some comfort I guess 
It's okay if you wanted comfort, no need to apologize, as a genderfluid myself i get it and the insecurities that come with it, but i think you should do some more research before asking for things like that?
As i said its easy to see that Captain wouldn't care about that sort of thing- as he doesn't understand humans and therefore gender norms and....well technically is transmasc himself as stated several times because of his binder bandages, and the fact that only female angler fish actually have lights and hes trying to mimic someone else he saw as a guppy.
If his lover is insecure about anything i'm sure he'd comfort them! He sings his crew to sleep and uses his magic to disguise them at their request. He's kind and believes its a captain's job to keep the crew together. It's just that he's also a blunt idiot- hes not gonna question you if you want to identify a certain way- its not his job too- nore would he care. get it?
Identify as whatever you want- it doesn't matter to him or his crew. He'll love his partner anyways.
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digenerate-trash · 2 months
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ADORE the thought of yan LIs tfs turning PC that's immensely hot, it's what hooked me on the Black Wolf's (wolfboy'd) pack in the game - ohhhh, imagine Kylar's reaction to seeing the first signs of your tf, how excited they'd be to seeing you begin to look like them (You're probably even nore genetically compatible now <3!!!)... Or Mickey checking some live security footage or so with you in it, realizing you're starting to get a ferret tail...
Kylar is the most feral over your tf. You're both bat's!! It's meant to be!! He's heard sometimes a transformation takes years to develop in humans but you changed right away!!! That's gotta mean something! (Not like he was sneaking his cum into littraly everything you consumed and visited you nightly until little ears sprouted.)
Kylar loves the fact that your eyesight is worse now. That you prefer to stay up late with him and your apatite has switched from normal stuff to mainly just fruit and juice now. You're so helpless when you stumble into things during the day- or when you get over stimulated because you're not used to hearing everything around you.
Kylar is here to help you!! Don't worry!!
Mickey on the other hand is invested in seeing you change. Every time you visit him he's making sure you can't leave unless you're taken care of. It's an impulse of his. You're his partner. And ferrets are notorious for strengthening their bonds this way. He doesn't even realise a transformation is even really possible until he catches a glimpse of you on a security camera.
Someone is costing you. You seem to be fighting back as best you can. more... feral then he's seen before. You claw and bite at your attacker. They grab your pants and yank them down. And out pops a fuzzy tail that matches his own. He's seen you naked before. He knows that's new. But still he watches as you continue to scrape and hiss and scratch your way out of being attacked.
Mickey blushes as he covers his mouth with his hand. He doesn't understand why but he's painful hard
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cromulentreader · 3 months
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After reading the TPT's prologue I'm wondering about a potential political problem at the end for Jude.
What if it's related to the Mortal World? In the TWK we learn that Nicasia believes that mortals are growing in power but we are not told what that means.
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The prologue mentions that Lady Nore might want to attack the mortal world - maybe she did before Suren annihilated her. And in the process made the mortal world too aware of the Fae existence in a terrible way.
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The mortal world is mostly unaware of the faerie existence (even in Fairfold many believed it to be stories) - but it wouldn't take many mortals to believe and organize themselves for that to be a political issue. This would be a problem for Cardan but even more for Jude, who is human and a High Queen of Faerie.
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witchthewriter · 1 year
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐃 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  
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𝐑𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐲𝐫𝐚:
・Wakes up as soon as you do
・She usually can’t get to sleep until after you do, so when you’re awake, her body can sense it 
・ Immediately asks you what’s wrong 
・She doesn’t tell you to get over it, she genuinely wants to hear what bothered you most about the nightmare 
・Telling her about your nightmare: the white men who seemed to be made of ice. Their blue eyes, the decaying people. A babe who was alive, but ... not in the human sense
・Instinctively, she moves her body toward you, reaching out to pull you close 
・Hates that she can’t get rid of your unease 
・Hums lightly to get you back to sleep
𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭:
・Is usually awake most nights, her thoughts running wild
・She knows when you’re having a bad dream, and she always wakes you up from it
・Hushes you and pushes the hair from your face 
・ “Nightmare, only a nightmare” she reassures you
・ “It felt so real, they were so cold-” She interrupts you with a kiss to your forehead
・ “It’s okay, it’s only a dream”
・Holds you until you fall asleep 
・And then her mind starts racing again
𝐃𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧:
・Always the big spoon 
・Likes to hold you so he can smell you 
・Shakes you awake when you’re having a bad dream
・And he wants to hear every detail about it, because he’s had similar dreams as well
・Asks if you want to go back to sleep, or do you want a ride on Caraxes? 
・Will hold you until you fall asleep, or get both of you ready to go riding
𝐎𝐭𝐭𝐨:
・He’s a light sleeper. He has to have the room pitch black for him to fall asleep
・So when you awoke with the images of white walkers in your head, not knowing who or what they are, you panicked 
・The room was so dark that you couldn’t even see your hand in front of your face
・Your breathing began to quicken and you couldn’t control it 
・You flung yourself out of bed, your intention to find a source of light 
・You found the window and saw one of the dragons flying through the night sky. You calmed a bit
・And then you felt a hand on your shoulder
・ “It’s just me,” the deep voice said slowly 
・He hugged you from behind, doing his best to ground you once again
𝐀𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝:
・He sleeps so close to you that he can almost hear your heartbeat quicken in your chest. 
・Aemond’s sapphire eye twinkled in the moonlight - you always liked to sleep with the window open
・He sat up and cupped your face lightly. He was never the type to sleep deeply. Maybe he inherited it from his grandfather
・ “Wake up,” he said firmly but gently. Your face contorted in horror as the vision unfolded in your head. 
・ “Wake up!” He demanded, now verging on panic. 
・Your eyes flung open right as the sword struck, warmth flooded your cold chest as you looked upon Aemond 
・ “I’m here, you’re safe,” he repeated the words a few times, and held you tight against his chest 
・ “Aemond-” 
・ “I’m here, and I’ll kill any of those nightmarish creatures” 
𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧:
・His solid body took up most of the bed
・You gasped awake, not realising that you had been clutching onto Harwin in your sleep. He hadn’t noticed either, since he was still snoring 
・Tears welled in your eyes, as those things took hold of your every thought. 
・You wiggled yourself closer to Harwin, wrapping your legs around his, as if he could bring your thoughts back into this room
・ “Harwin?” You whispered, nudging him slightly 
・ “Hmm? Mmm I ‘noring again?” He mumbled, rolling over, practically on top of you now 
・ “No, bad dream” 
・He awoke more then, grabbed you and pulled you close 
・ “You know I’ll always keep you ‘afe” he grumbled, nuzzling his face into your neck
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