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baeshijima · 22 days

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mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.

he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.

you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.

in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.

"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."

standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.

"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.

and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.

with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."

silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.

"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"

had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.

his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.

(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.

you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seems from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.

you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)

#what was initially a teehee shower thought became an ueue scenario #this was going somewhere and and then it got longer and longer and then took a severely angsty turn wtf #originally was going to keep this on the blog but then i cried at the end and decided it had to be let free <//3 #im sorry blade i love u i really do but that just means i need to put u through the emotional wringer haha... ha... a....#oh and also blade is kafkas bodyguard bc she promised to help find a way to cure him of his curse #(<- the mara/immortality equivalent wow we love unneeded lore !)#and yeah. this is me saying i have too many ideas and aus and idk what to do with myself so im blurting them out here #this is yet another cry for help 🥹#sophie talks : concepts <3 #blade x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #blade x you #honkai star rail x you #hsr x you #honkai star rail imagines #hsr imagines

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sysig · 7 months

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He was a human pirate, which you wouldn’t think you’d have to specify and yet (Patreon)

#Doodles #SCII #ZEX #The Captain #This isn't even a sci-fi pirate adventure anymore this is just straight up human pirates lol #How many layers deep can we go until it's unrecognizable! Next up is Pirate AU!Helix! (Kidding. For now) Lol #There is something funny about it all to me as well considering how in-line it fits with the research I was doing for a Vargas fic concept #All these bodice-rippers coming home to roost lol ♪#Which is also interesting 'cause I hadn't thought about this particular fic from that perspective before but it also fits! It works well!#Yet another angle to approach it from on a reread haha ♫#ANYway lol - human!Pirate!SCII specifically finally lol #I do love just how openly attracted the Captain is to ZEX as a human haha - his attraction/disgust to VUX-ZEX is wonderful of course #It's just so silly and cute how honest he is when ZEX is in a body that he's aesthetically attracted to haha #And ZEX recognizing and utilizing that! But it still not quite tipping him over to being completely sold on the whole kidnapping thing lol #''I don't understand it! I look beautiful and I /know/ he's attracted to me! What could be stopping him from sleeping with me???" lol #Keep trying ZEX I'm sure you'll get it at some point haha #Finishing off with an idea of ZEX having to deal with a hostile and still not quite trusting the Captain not to run away #Or risk him getting hurt! ZEX can handle this! Let him protect you!#But the Captain also wants to help! And/or escape y'know whatever's most convenient haha #He's proud <3 And he does have an affinity with ZEX at this point - he knows he can be useful! But that's not what's most important to ZEX #Also being scolded and blushing a bit hehe ♪ Given just a bit of pause to be told by such a pretty face to ''Behave'' ♫#I do really like ZEX with the coat and braids hehe <3 Handsome

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vizziefizzie · 1 year

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I had an AU brewing in my head

#shut up vizzie #rival silver #trainer silver #trainer ethan #trainer lyra #vizzie art #pokemon #au #uhhh idk what's the right name for it #fantasy could work... but it's definitely closer to an RPG or DnD #idk help it was just a random idea that started to brew!! and i thought the designs would be fun!#Ethan is a healer (in simple terms)#Silver is a demon as you can see... and ofc i made him a thief stfu #lyra is a catgirl (real) and a bard (also real) who plays a lyre (don't kill me)#idk why it took me so long!! I didn't even draw Kris yet!#Uhhhhh after this it SHOULD be the experimental thing next #This was... another moldy post.#I just had to get this off the shelf #omfg stfu vizzie

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vixendoesstuff · 2 months

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Am I really thinking of making a John Dory AU on top of my Techno!Branch AU?

Yes. Yes I am.

#HELP ME #But fr tho #i cant believe im thinking up another au idea #i dont hv a strong premise yet but basically #john dory got whacked *hard* by life #and he got some permanent physical scars that left him #permanently scarred lol #cant tell ya what it is yet tho #its a secret ;)#until i hv a solid foundation thats all yall will know #trolls #branch trolls #dreamworks trolls #trolls john dory #trolls au

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dumpsterfireofsubtext · 9 months

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Me vs taking up four paragraphs rambling about irrelevant details in a fic.

#lord help me #this is why I’m adding another chapter to the 30s au #trying to keep this chapter to a healthy world count #and yet STILL I guarantee it’ll end up being 18k words or something ridiculous #fml #warrior nun #avatrice #1930s au

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eggbagelz · 6 months

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I got more important thangs to worry abt [if i should make ben bg3 edition or make a new oc for the game] [oh and i guess my final exam is tomorrow but like whatever]

#idk like ben is part of the fallout world i dont think i should make an au version of him for another game #that being said. tee hee mr takagi magic man................................#i GUESS i could make like a sona but whatever . WHATEVER #[i havent even downloaded the game yet]#im going to be so annoying abt bg3 btw bc lord help me i cannot stand that white ass elf yall keep making me look at #''why did you buy the game then'' customizable player character in dnd viddy game. and also that big red lady with all the muscles

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deus-ex-mona · 1 year

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i still can’t get over how lxl became waiterxwaiter bc of the anime’s artstyle btw

#i think it’s thanks to yujiro’s vest………#but doesn’t he just. look just like a waiter at a casual dining restaurant?#he’d fit right in as part of swensen’s waitstaff..#hm… fancy ice cream parlour lxl au anyone~~~?#g o s h n o i don’t need another lxl au to add to the pile of unfleshed wips that will never see the light of day #i’ve had this burger joint au since 2020… this bubble tea shop au from last year… and now…..#the only thing standing in my way is my lack of f&b work experience i s w ea r im not just lazy im inexperienced too!!!!#but aus based on personal working experience huh………. idk would anyone even want to read a lxl c-19 lab testers au—#wait. that. actually has potential. they can help each other gown up and stuff and wzuuzhxjsjssbsbsbbs #but dangit i have no idea if that lab practices nda has expired yet… i lost my copy of it forever ago… oh wells. remind me!10 years!#it is suiyoubi my dudes

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found-wings · 7 months

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I WAS MINDING MY DAMN BUSINESS LISTENING TO ONE OF MY FAV SONGS AND THE BUS OF CODE PHIL RAN INTO ME AND DESTROYED MY LIFE anyway which witch by florence + the machine (best artist ever) oh my god is literally him in the worst way possible the pain the agony (also if u don't want anymore song recs idm^^ ik I've left quite a bit in the askbox but I can slow down if needed :] )

And it's my whole heart

Weighed and measured inside

And it's an old scar

Trying to bleach it out

And it's my whole heart

Deemed and delivered a crime

I'm on trial, waiting 'til the beat comes out

Who's a heretic now?

Am I making sense?

How can you make it stick?

Waiting 'til the beat comes out

this verse radiates energy from the realization he has of his history with the federation combined with them realizing that he's figured them out and need to make quick work of him in order to keep him in line. not only messing with him physically in experiments but also mentally in making sure to break him down and making him look crazy in order to decrease his threat levels towards any future acts they may commit against the people of the island. also the 'deemed and delivered a crime' can also associate with the brief period of certain members of the island learning about phils federation lineage and creating contingency plans behind his back in case he goes rogue to attack them. (of course he does but not willingly ;-;)

I'm not beat up by this yet

You can't tell me to regret

Been in the dark since the day we met

Fire, help me to forget

And it's my whole heart

While tried and tested, it's mine

And it's my whole heart

Trying to reach it out

And it's my whole heart

Burned but not buried this time

oh this part verrrrry specifically is what made everything click right in my mind for this au- especially when thinking about his friendship with etoiles. when I hear this section, I got reminded of the 'repairs' the federation forces onto phil with every trip, how everytime they continue and continue to crack him more and more and shatter him into pieces but he keeps getting. back. up. no matter what they do to him, at the end it's etoiles who's there to keep reminding him that he is still his own person, at his core he is whole and the federation can't take away who he is for long. everytime the federation fucks him up and tries to make it seem as if nothing had happened with the memory wipes of said experiments, this time,, phil has people alongside him to help him remember who he is. the repetition of 'and it's my whole heart' is so codebreakers in this au with it being phil repeating the mantras etoiles has instilled in his mind that he's still his own person and he is still good despite all the damage the federation not only inflicts on him but attends to inflict onto others. it's very good that many of the island members he surrounds himself with are powerful enough to make sure he isn't hurting others physically. mentally though, seeing a good friend lose himself and have to constantly remind himself of who he is can be taxing on the mind.

Chained and shackled, oh

All that gravel, oh

It's a pity, oh

Never to return

But I never learn

It's a pity, oh

(x2)

the repeating outro reminds me very specifically of the conditioning training the federation instilled in phils head. acknowledging the metaphorical weights they placed upon him to keep him shackled to them and the island- not only when referring to him unconsciously returning to them in times of enhanced stress and post-acts of rule breaking, but in the clips of his wings that leave him physically immobile when in the world of the skies that he so desperately wants to go back too

AAAAAAAAAAA so many florence songs r him rn it literally inspired me to make a q!phil playlist bc of it and the brain is braininggggggg. also wow with having like 3 song asks shoved in here im really living up to the disc anon name LMAOOOOOO - 💿

Can I just say I am absolutely in love with how you connect lyrics to things and explain them and word everything??? Because HELLO????

ADDING THIS TO THE PLAYLIST POST AS SOON AS I GET DONE WRITING THIS RESPONSE

Honestly the overall song gives me kind of.. angry vibes?? As in connecting it to the code au, it feels like a song that connects to Phils anger towards the Federation that‘s fueled by his close friends, but especially so by Etoiles who has been there for him as much as possible. Repeatingly helping him back up no matter how many times he‘s forced back down to kneel, to submit.

THIS SONG IS SO GOOD WAAAH

#I apologise for my comments not being that long OQJSJA #but this song hits hard and it‘s so good #deffo agree that it reflects Phil in the code au so heavily #i think it‘s especially so with the lyrics ‘I‘m not beaten by this yet - you can‘t tell me to regret - been in the dark since the day we met #- Fire Help me to forget‘#ITS SO GOOD #also ik I already stated it in another post BUT please feel free to come ramble here whenever KAJSJ #it’s very silly in the most positive way #Even when I’m sick I love reading what others are rambling about #qsmp #code philza <3 #💿 anon #winged.rambles

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fangirlwriting-stories · 2 years

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One Chance To Make A First Impression

Summary: Roman and Janus have an unusual soulmate situation, in that they are soulmates with each other, and another person besides themselves. Having multiple soulmates isn’t looked on too highly, but that doesn’t stop them from being excited to meet their third soulmate.

Unfortunately, the day they end up doing that, Roman had been having a terrible time, and, well. You know what they say about first impressions.

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Having two soulmates was not generally approved of, as Roman had learned young. Many people had given him disgusted looks based on the two sentences on his wrist. And they were two sentences. They weren’t different enough that there was any doubt about that, no matter what his mother wanted to say about it.

One of the sentences he now knew belonged to Janus, and Roman still laughed at how perfectly it fit him. Roman had stumbled into him in the hallway in ninth grade, they had nearly tripped over each other, and then Janus had caught him, before saying smoothly “Well, don’t fall for me all at once.”

Roman was still rather impressed with his own response, given the fact that he was suddenly processing meeting his soulmate: “Why complain, when you catch me so easily?”

The two sentences made a lovely pair, and they often enjoyed showing them off to people they felt safe with.

Unfortunately, it tended to stop with people they felt safe with, because not many people approved of the other sentence on their wrists. Janus’ said “Whoops, didn’t see you there, I’m running late,” which, while not promising for the amount of time they’d have when meeting their next soulmate, wasn’t anything like Roman’s. Roman’s concerned both of them.

“I’m sorry.”

“Maybe they just bump into you,” Remus, Roman’s twin brother, suggested. “Like, bump, ‘whoops, didn’t see you there, I’m running late, I’m sorry,’ and then rushes by both of you and you have to grab them and figure out where to meet up after whatever they’re doing.”

“Maybe,” Roman said, looking worriedly down at his wrist. “I just… there’s a billion other possibilities.”

“That’s the point,” Remus said. “There’s too many possibilities for you to know why they’re saying that. You shouldn’t stress over it. People say I’m sorry all the time, about totally stupid stuff. I said sorry to a chair when I knocked it over yesterday before I realized it wasn’t alive. This is probably just totally casual, automatic pleasantry shit that comes when you annoy a stranger. Stop stressing about it.”

Roman sighed. “Yeah, you’re right. Besides, I can’t spend my entire life worried about what’s going to happen when I meet my other soulmate. For one thing, it’d probably really piss this one off,” Roman said, leaning back against Janus’ chest, who was sitting behind him on the bed.

“Yes, I’m just furious,” Janus said, resting his head on top of Roman’s. “How dare you imply that I’m not enough for you by constantly worrying about someone you haven’t met yet. In fact, I’ve decided that we’re breaking up, you’re clearly not committed enough to this relationship.”

“No, don’t leave me, you still have all of my sweatshirts,” Roman deadpanned.

“Naturally, they’re big on me and I look adorable in them.”

“You do,” Roman cooed, turning over and kissing Janus on his nose, then his cheeks, then his forehead.

“Hey, I’m right here,” Remus said, glaring at both of them.

Roman tried to ignore the slight something else under his gaze by sticking his tongue out and snuggling into Janus’ arms again.

Janus worried about their soulmate’s first words to Roman too, though he didn’t admit it to Remus. The two of them had a chaos element going, and according to Janus, he wasn’t going to risk that by being emotionally vulnerable.

But when they were alone, and especially when one of them was staying over and they ended up snuggling under covers together, Janus would whisper quietly to Roman, “They’re okay, right?”

“I’m sure they’re fine,” Roman said, because when Janus got like this, what he really wanted was for Roman to comfort him while neither of them acknowledged that their worst fears might be true. Sometimes Roman would add on further, “And if they’re not, we’ll be there for them.”

Janus would agree, and then they’d both snuggle closer to hold each other. It would always make them feel better in the moment, but they both knew that it would never get rid of the worries there completely. Nothing would, until they met the third of their soulmate group and finally got to be happy together.

They went through the rest of high school without any meetings, though, and eventually they started looking at colleges together. Remus was a part of that, because though he may not be either of their soulmates in any way, he was still a part of their group, and a large part of Roman thought that college without his twin would be just awful. He also hadn’t met his soulmate Thomas yet, so he had nothing tying him to anything else.

And thankfully, they all found a place to go together, and Roman could rest easy on that particular point.

College was… interesting. It was full of much more open minded people than anyone in the small town Roman and Remus, and later Janus, had grown up in. But there were still a fair share of people who gave them looks once they learned that Roman and Janus had another soulmate. The people here didn’t say anything directly to them, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t tell.

As a result, the three of them ended up keeping more to themselves than Roman would have expected when they first got there. They had gotten closer to someone named Remy, who Remus had met and clicked with to the despair of both Janus and Roman. But other than him, they mostly tried to keep to themselves, which meant that when Roman did end up talking to people, it usually didn’t go well.

On this day in particular it had been going worse than usual. He began the day with a lovely text from his mother about tattoo parlors that could cover unwanted soulmarks, because no matter how many times Roman explained to her that he wanted both of his soulmates, she didn’t seem to get the picture.

He would have loved to curl up back in bed after that, but he had an early class, so he had to get up at that point and leave Janus curled up under the covers to sleep for another two hours like the lucky asshole he was.

When he eventually made it to the lecture hall, there were people from the church nearby standing outside and holding signs about staying with your soulmate being what was best for you; as well as listing people who dated other people, people who dated no one, and people with multiple soulmates all as examples of who was going to hell. Roman ducked his head and went into the building as quickly as possible, though thankfully none of them were directing any shouting at him specifically.

The day still didn’t improve from there, though. The story they’d read in preparation for that class had been about soulmates, meaning throughout the class the person they were going to end up with was mentioned several times, which wouldn’t normally have bothered Roman as much as it did, but he was already on edge from the text from his mother and the people outside, so he spent most of the class with his head propped up on his fist while glaring at the wall.

At least after class he could meet up with Janus and get coffee. Janus often waited outside the classroom with it on days that it wasn’t Roman’s turn to pay, meaning he was there today, which was good because Roman desperately needed him to be.

He pulled them both towards the back way out of the building, but before they got there, as soon as they were alone in a hallway, he turned and buried his chest in Janus’ shirt.

“Bad day?” Janus said, running his hands through Roman’s hair.

Roman mumbled something that was incomprehensible even to him.

“I have coffee,” Janus said, slipping a cup into Roman’s hand.

“You’re an angel,” Roman said, standing up in order to be able to take a sip of it. “Have I ever told you that you’re an angel?”

“Only every time you get sappy,” Janus said, taking Roman’s hand as they both started towards the exit again. “Which for you is a near constant.”

“Mm, well it’s true,” Roman said, pushing the door open.

Unfortunately, that was when he realized that the people from earlier must have followed a crowd and moved around to the other side of the building.

Roman groaned and buried his head in his hands.

“Oh, is this what we were trying to avoid?” Janus said, giving Roman a sympathetic pat on the back. “Alright, come on then.” He led them both around the group as quickly as they could manage, and they started towards Roman’s favorite haunt, over by a small pond with a gazebo that they liked to eat lunch in.

Roman still felt pretty tense as the voices behind them started to slowly fade, but Janus was helping, and he couldn’t help but wonder for a second how much easier things would be if it was just the two of them. He loved Janus, and the two of them were perfectly happy just like this. Would they have been happier if their third soulmate had never been theirs at all?

Roman sighed and took Janus’ hand again as they kept moving forward. Janus turned to look at him in concern when he sighed, but Roman kept looking ahead of them both just in time to see someone ram into Janus while carrying an armful of books.

Both Janus and the other person cried out in surprise, and Janus dropped his coffee, which splattered all over the ground below them.

“Whoops, didn’t see you there, I’m running late,” the person said, dropping to grab the books that had fallen before they got covered with coffee.

Roman realized that those were the other set of words on Janus’ wrist just as the person stood back up, and without thinking, he snapped, “We would have been fine without you.”

The person blinked.

“Roman!” Janus exclaimed, turning to glare at him. “What in the world is wrong with you? Please don’t mind him, he—” Janus stopped when he turned back to the other person.

Roman turned back to look at them, and a pit dropped into his stomach.

The person’s eyes had welled up with tears, and he’d started shaking all over. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, and Roman’s eyes widened as he realized that for this person, what he’d just said wouldn’t have only been a thoughtless comment that he didn’t really mean.

“Wait,” Roman said. “Wait, please I didn’t—”

Before he could say anything else, though, the other person turned and brushed past them both, starting to walk, then run in the other direction.

“No, wait, please!” Roman cried, turning desperately towards them. But they were already much too far away to hear them.

Roman was pretty sure he’d started shaking too at this point, and he pressed his hand over his mouth. “I— I didn’t—”

“Roman,” Janus said, turning and taking Roman by the shoulders. “Hey, Roman, look at me.”

“I didn’t mean that,” Roman whispered, tears starting to well in his own eyes. “Janus, I didn’t mean that.”

“I know you didn’t. I know that. Roman, look at me, you need to breathe.”

“But I didn’t— and he—and I—”

“I know, Roman,” Janus said, pulling Roman towards him and wrapping him in a hug. “I know.”

Roman’s own coffee slipped from his hand to join Janus’ on the ground, and he wrapped his arms around Janus and buried his head in his shoulder.

“It’s okay,” Janus murmured. “It’s going to be okay. We’ll find him again, we’ll explain, it’ll be okay.”

“That’s not— it’s not that easy,” Roman said, because those were the first words he’d said to that person, which meant that— that for his whole life he’d—

“It’s going to be okay,” Janus said again, and Roman realized what he was doing. This was their moment to lie to themselves, before they had to acknowledge to what colossal degree Roman had just fucked everything up. So Roman buried his head in Janus’ shoulder and cried as Janus murmured over and over again that it would be okay.

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They found the person in the dining hall at lunchtime, which was probably why they were just meeting him now, since they almost never ate lunch here. The second the person looked up, and as soon as he saw them he started to push his chair back, probably to run again.

“No, please,” Roman said, holding out his hand, and the person stopped, still looking terrified. “Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean what I said.”

The person leaned back, still looking scared, but at least he wasn’t sprinting from the room, which was something.

“I—” Roman didn’t know what to say from there. It’s not like he could just introduce himself like this was a normal soulmate meeting.

Luckily for them, and thank heavens this was the case, Roman didn’t have to figure out this relationship all alone.

“Are you alright?” Janus said, sitting hesitantly down while pulling the chair back from the table so he wouldn’t be getting any closer to the other person.

“I— uh— I’m sorry, I didn’t—” the person said, looking between them both.

“You don’t need to apologize,” Roman said, holding up his hands when the person looked at him in fear. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

The person’s gaze turned a little confused. “But… you’re… you’re them. Aren’t you?”

Roman nodded. “I didn’t… I didn’t mean what I said,” he said. “I’m so sorry. I was having a really awful day, and I snapped and said something I didn’t mean.”

The person blinked. “Something you didn’t…” he blinked again, looking like Roman had just tilted his entire world off axis with two sentences. He didn’t say anything else for a very long moment.

“I’m… Roman,” Roman said hesitantly. He gestured to his left. “This is Janus.”

The person shook his head. “You… but you said… I thought…”

“I can imagine,” Janus said gently. “I’m so sorry things ended up this way. But neither of us hate you. We’ve been looking forward to meeting you.”

The person shook his head again, tears welling in his eyes. “No,” he said. “No, you haven’t. You said— you—” He took a shaky breath and pressed his hands over his eyes.

Roman looked over at Janus, lost as to what to do here.

“Okay,” Janus said, and the person looked up again. “I imagine this is overwhelming. So how about…” He grabbed one of Roman’s notebooks that he still had from class, and Roman handed him a pencil too once he realized what he was doing. Janus scribbled both of their phone numbers down, tore out the paper, and passed them back to the person.

“Whenever you’re ready,” Janus said, as the person hesitantly accepted it. “It doesn’t… it doesn’t have to be anytime soon,” he gave a shaky smile. “But please know we really are looking forward to hearing from you.”

With that, he took Roman’s hand, and they both headed out of the cafe, leaving the person alone.

As soon as they made it outside the building, Roman moved to the side and collapsed against the wall.

“Roman,” Janus said instantly. “Hey.”

“We don’t even know his name,” Roman murmured.

“It’s okay,” Janus said. “It’ll be okay. We did everything we could right now.”

Roman buried his head in his hands.

“Stop it,” Janus said, pulling his hands down. “Stop blaming yourself.”

Roman stared up at him. “It’s my fault.”

“It’s not— okay, yes, but not to the extent you’re thinking,” Janus said. “If this was any other situation, you’d have to apologize for saying a shitty thing after a bad day and then move on.”

“But it’s not any other situation,” Roman said. “It’s this one.”

“Roman, it’s not your fault those words are on his wrist.”

“Yes it is!”

“No, it’s not. Again, you’re at fault for saying a shitty thing after a bad day, which you apologized for as soon as you possibly could. You cannot be held responsible for a person’s entire life. It is not your fault those words are on his wrist.”

Roman shook his head, tears welling in his eyes again. “We don’t know how he was affected by that. Janus, it looks like I really hurt him.”

“So we’ll help him,” Janus said, leaning their foreheads together. “Remember? What we were totally prepared to do anyway? It’ll be okay, Roman. Maybe not immediately, but eventually we’ll be okay.”

“You don’t know that,” Roman whispered.

Janus sighed. “You’re right, I don’t,” he admitted. “But you’re not alone in this. None of us are. We’re all going to work through it together.”

“If he even wants that,” Roman said. “If I didn’t ruin our entire chance with him before we even met.”

“You didn’t,” Janus said firmly. “That’s not possible, Roman.”

“Really, because it looks like that’s what just happened,” Roman said, gesturing behind them.

“You don’t know that, Roman. You’re jumping to conclusions. It’s perfectly understandable if he needs some time to process after everything that just happened. As a matter of fact, I suggest we do the same.”

Roman blinked. “What?”

“Let’s go home, Roman. It’s been a very difficult day, and we should go home and rest.”

“Oh,” Roman said weakly. “Yeah, that… let’s do that.” He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands and looked up at Janus again when he lowered them. “I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

“Worry about you right now, darling,” Janus said, leaning over and giving Roman a light kiss on the forehead. “I’ll be okay.”

Roman pulled Janus into his arms for a second anyway, squeezing him tightly. “Thank you,” he mumbled. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Janus said, squeezing Roman back just as tightly. “We’re gonna make it through this, alright?”

Roman made a muffled noise of affirmation, and then they both started home.

…

Remus, who didn’t have any classes that day like the lucky fucker he was, was understandably surprised when both of them came back looking like a wreck. He wasn’t less concerned when he heard what happened, but he did take one more look at them both and announce that they were ordering pizza that night for dinner and eating it and ice cream in front of all the best movies Dreamworks had to offer.

Roman, naturally, immediately started arguing for Disney instead, but he suspected Remus’ real plan was to get them focused on something else, and he’d hand it to him, it worked.

They did end up getting pizza and ice cream and eating their feelings away in front of The Little Mermaid (and then Shrek, because Remus earned it by trying to cheer them up). Roman managed to mostly get his mind off of their soulmate throughout the course of the evening, at least until Janus suddenly reached for the remote in the middle of the movie, paused it, and passed his phone to Roman.

Roman blinked down at it for a couple seconds before he realized what was on the screen.

(919) 867-5309: My name’s Patton

(919) 867-5309: I think I might need a little time to process

(919) 867-5309: Saturday? Do-over?

Roman took a shaky breath and nodded. “Saturday,” he said weakly. “I can do Saturday.”

“Me too,” Janus said, as Remus peered over his shoulder to look at the phone. “You want to meet at the coffee shop by the library?”

“Yeah,” Roman said. “Let’s do that.”

Janus nodded and started responding to Patton.

“See, look at that,” Remus said, Roman glanced over at him. “You guys are fixing things already. You’re gonna be okay.”

“I don’t think it’s going to be that easy,” Roman said.

“It’s a start,” Remus said. “You’ve got this.”

“It’s definitely not all going to be easy,” Janus said with a nod. “But for now we just have to explain what’s happened, and get to know each other just like you and I did. It’s gonna be okay.”

“Exactly,” Remus said, smiling at Janus. “It’s all gonna work out.”

Roman snuggled closer to Janus’ side and rested his head on his shoulder. “I hope you’re right,” he said.

At that point none of them really wanted to think about it more for the rest of the night, so Janus turned the movie back on and all three of them ended up in a cuddle pile in the middle of the couch, doing their best to relax.

It worked alright for that night, but with their new plans to meet on Saturday, Roman found it difficult to focus on much else for the rest of the week. When Saturday finally approached, he and Janus were both equally a wreck. Roman spent most of the morning pacing around the house, and Janus spent it cooking an absurd amount of food in the kitchen.

“I’ll be here as soon as you get back,” Remus said, from his spot on the couch between them both. “We can celebrate, or have a pity party, or some weird hybrid of the two depending on how it goes.”

“Thank you, Remus,” Janus said, giving him a grateful smile that lingered just a second too long, which Roman wasn’t going to comment on.

“Thanks,” Roman agreed, because he didn’t think there was much Remus could do to calm them down completely, but he appreciated how hard he was trying.

They left after lunch, since they’d all planned to meet there at 1:00, and both of them agreed they did not want to make Patton wait.

They got there with plenty of time to spare, which wasn’t great for Roman’s nerves as their decided time approached.

“You don’t think he decided not to come, right?” Roman asked.

Janus shook his head. “No, I don’t. He’ll be here.”

“I mean if he did decide not to come that would be totally understandable considering—”

“Roman, I think he’ll be here,” Janus said gently.

Roman took a deep breath, and nodded. “Yeah,” he said, trying to convince himself more than agreeing. “I think you’re probably right.”

“Roman, it’s about time you learned that I’m always right,” Janus said, giving him a teasing smirk.

Roman laughed a little. “I love you,” he said, reaching out and grabbing Janus’ hand.

“I love you too,” Janus said, bringing it up to his mouth and kissing it.

Roman smiled at him, but before he could say anything else, the door finally opened, and the person he now knew as Patton walked in.

Janus picked up on Roman’s look and turned to look too, just in time for two other people that Roman did not recognize to follow Patton in.

They were clearly with Patton, though, because as soon as Patton saw the two of them, he said something quietly to the one in the purple hoodie, and all three of them started over.

“Um. Hi,” Patton said as he stopped in front of the table.

Roman nodded. “Hi,” he said quietly.

“I’m glad to see you again,” Janus said, giving Patton his most sincere smile.

The one in the purple hoodie scoffed, but Patton gave him a look before he could say anything.

“I… I am too,” he said, still sounding hesitant. He looked nervously at the other two people, and the one who had glasses like Patton nodded at him. Patton nodded again, more to himself, then turned back to face Roman and Janus.

“So, um, I’m Patton,” he said. He pointed to the person with the purple hoodie, and then the one with the glasses and dress shirt. “This is Virgil, and Logan. They’re, uh…”

“We’re his boyfriends,” Virgil snapped, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. “You don’t have a problem with that, do you?”

…

Chapter Two

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fascinationex · 1 year

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Next week (Monday the 6th) I'm gonna write and post something every day. As a treat. For me.

I think I will put it in a series called "A Fun 7 Day Writing Activity" or something on AO3. I'll let you know.

#it's a treat for me because i require the sense of obligation to help distract me from the tribulations #aaannnnd because idk how enjoyable that'll be to read #maybe some sealpatico #maybe yet another fic about staracream taking a nap #maybe the equestrian au fic about ratchet #the sky is the limit #fas.txt

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evil-ontheinside · 1 year

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Can I stop making up weirdly specific and totally unnecessary aus please? I do not need a byler Heidi au I am actually very well stocked with lots of other aus in my docs thank you

#this is very stupid #i watch Heidi One Time and suddenly have the urge to write an au #also there'd be so much byers family build up first before anything byler related happens (which is actually kinda nice)#but also i have no idea how to add all necessary characters (aka the party)#but i know that mr Clarke would be the teacher obviously and maybe Murray is the doctor #bob could be the grandma omg that'd be so sad :(#or Murray is the butler sjsjsjs but he'd be too exasperated for that #maybe they don't have a butler and mr Clarke does multiple things #which would make more sense of i get rid of Ted as in he leaves and Karen makes the money and is never at home #I even have the ending figured out someone stop me from starting yet another fic pls help #at this point i will never finish anything bc i just jump to the next idea #stranger things #byler

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acaciapines · 1 year

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me out here like so i know ive written a lot of deltarune fic and my big project now is the owl house daemon au but what if i write MORE deltarune fic instead <3

fkgndfjg recently ive been thinking about an au where kris left with dess and thus its noelle and susie who fall into the dark worlds (similar to the ending of my fic either (first, last) where dess is human except idk if id keep that part of things) and im like. n. no. you cant do that. youd end up Writing Deltarune. do you know how long that would take. so fucking long.

but im like. but noelle in kris’s role....how the prophecy is still ‘a human, a monster, and a prince from the dark’ except the human died? vanished? before it could ever be fulfilled. how if i make it so kris and dess are still alive that means they could come BACK and we get to see a kris raised by dess. how this means asriel wouldve never left for college (since the dreemurrs think kris and dess are dead and if kris Died because of dess azzy 100% blames himself and isnt about to leave his mom and dad) and i get to explore his relationship with noelle as the two left behind. how ralsei is still kris’s headband here but there is no kris, so where does that leave ralsei?

BASICALLY SOMEONE STOP ME I KEEP GETTING MORE IDEAS. i havent even posted the bad end au yet and im like ok but what if MORE.

#chatter #deltarune #drkau #as you can see my brain is like. 80% deltarune at any given time #sorry this au is just its been in the back of my mind since i wrote either first last lol #bc there is something so interesting about it!#like a kris raised by dess would be SO FUN theyd be fucked up in so many new cool ways #like for example: not coyotekin! they might actually end up with less issues in the human/monster regard #and just identify as a monster!#(bc for all she does dess is 100% supportive of kris being a monster and sees them as such)#dess and chara might end up together (since dess still wouldve gone to xir)#which means we could get frisk and kris as stepsiblings!!#noelle and azzy would become super close! asriel wouldnt leave hometown!#toriel and asgore might not get divorced (dw it would still be an unhappy marriage lol) or if they do it would be later!#the prophecy would just be like. ralsei would have to content w it not being the end all be all way early!#since theres no human just two monsters!#the ralsei susie noelle friendship dynamics....#noelle being party leader....#fuck it guys i think im convincing myself to write this #if you read all of this tags Hi send me asks about this so i can hopefully get it out there #instead of adding yet another fic to the backburner #tho backburnering this one could work #since id want to write it as like. All Of Deltarune #so more deltarune being out helps lol #god. fuck. guys this one might exist one day.

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aria0fgold · 3 months

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I don't know what I'm doing with this fic's story anymore at this point, I'm just doing feck all but somehow it's also so fun to just... make it a lil wacky.

#aria rants #im still writing that mhyk fic. its like... getting so long i didnt intend this to get so long and im still not done but like #im also having so much fun with it like-- i cranked up my fuck it we ball meter with this and now i cannot be stopped #i dont even know if im doing these characters justice and ohgod i hope i am actually cuz this is nearing 5k words and its not #even done yet like im in a bit of a pickle here but also its kinda fun to just let loose a bit with the funny-ness of the story #cuz like this fic's story is set in modern times. the 3 characters in it are students with 1 that im partially projecting some #of my own oc's (alec's) traits too cuz i dont know much bout this character other than he likes art. is likeable. war changed him #to be quite jaded but frankly understandable cuz its war but also cuz he lost an arm during that war and that yikes for an artist #basically all i know bout this guy is that all he ever wanted was peace and harmony between wizards and humans and to fulfill #his dream of being a painter (which sadly comes only second cuz hes a prince and was crowned king) so now in my fic #since all the characters are younger than their canon counterparts cuz modern au and school setting. i just made him energetic #as can be. still an artist. hes roommates with another character. wants the other character which is the other half of the pairing im #supposed to write for to be his muse but its like... a shenanigan thing tryna get to that while he also has a gay panic #anyway im writing for alefau where i projected some of alec's traits (im so sorry and for shame on me) on a character whos name is #also alec cuz my brain is built the way that it is but also cuz i barely know anything bout the guy my own son was my best bet at helping #me write this fic and i dont even know what happening anymore its like the characters got a mind of its own now and im just #narrating and typing all that theyre doing and ive been stuck writing this fic for hours now its 3 am

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osaemu · 5 months

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GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ I WANNA SHOW YOU OFF ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ streamer!au: some other streamer's been buying you gifts, but satoru knows he can spoil you better.

contents: fem!reader. kinda sorta clingy!gojo. more toji slander hehe. inumaki and megumi gang up on gojo. like always. oh also you guys kiss on camera! tagging @sutorus and @yunymphs ꨄ︎

author's note: ughhh he's such a pretty pathetic loser i wanna shake him silly :(

"oh, satoru, someone sent me another gift!" you say with a smile, beckoning him over to look. satoru hops off his chair and looks over at your computer screen, resting his chin on the top of your head. "look, it's the skin i said i wanted! i wonder who sent it to me, huh..."

satoru shrugs and dips his head to kiss the side of your face. "coulda just asked me for it, y'know," he mutters, eyeing the username that had apparently sent you the gift.

you ignore him and gesture at the time on the top-right corner of your screen. "isn't your stream starting in a couple minutes?" you ask, tilting your head. satoru nods and pulls away, shaking his white hair out of his eyes before walking back over to his monitor. and just a minute or two later, he's live and chatting with his early viewers.

"hey, suguru," he says with a grin, waving at the screen when his close friend joins. "you wanna join my team for today? the match's gonna start in a couple minutes."

suguru-geto: yea sure one sec

satoru spins around in his chair a couple times, and he blows a kiss at you every time his chair faces your direction. and every time, you humor him and catch his kisses. eventually, he stops spinning around in circles and starts actually interacting with his viewers.

inumaki: i hate gojo's streams

inumaki: you just stare at your gf for half of them

inumaki has been kicked from the stream by satoru-gojo.

"anyways. suguru, you ready yet?" satoru says with a grin. suguru replies with a thumbs-down in the chat, and satoru groans impatiently. "what are you even doing that's takin' you so long?"

suguru-geto: taking care of something

"whatever," satoru grumbles, slouching down in his chair and spinning around one more time. "hey, chat, y'wanna know a funny story? i could use your help on it too."

the comments explode with various forms of affirmation, and satoru turns his head and winks at you. "so, lately, some random account's been sending my girlfriend everythin' she could ever want. skins, coins, you name it. what does that mean?"

he ruffles his hair with one hand and drums his fingertips on his desk with the other, surveying the replies from underneath his long, white eyelashes.

sho-ko: some guy wants her sooo bad

yuuji-itadori: maybe the person's just being nice! :)

satoru makes a face at shoko's comments and scowls, sitting up and leaning closer to the screen. "i dunno if the guy who's sending my girlfriend gifts is here right now, but if you are, you better not think that you have a chance with her. 'cause you don't!"

you can't stifle the smile that spreads across your face at satoru's indignant words, and when he turns to you, you just can't help but laugh. he's so sweet, even and especially when he does his best to gatekeep you. but ever since he brought you onto his stream for the first time, you've been an instant fan-favorite, so he can only hide you for so long.

satoru scrunches up his face at you childishly, and you draw a heart in the air right back at him. it makes him smile ruefully, and his eyes light up when you blow a kiss at him. he turns back to his screen determinedly and raises an eyebrow at the latest comment.

sho-ko: do u have the guy's username? cus you can find out who it is that way

"oh, it's... hard to say. rio-zuku?" satoru tries, squinting his eyes. "i don't know, whatever. you guys know him?"

megumi-fushiguro: dyou mean ryosuku? i hate him

yuuji-itadori: oh i don't like him either :( hes mean

satoru scoffs and puts his feet up on his desk, rolling his cerulean eyes. "he can't be more famous than me, so whatever."

megumi-fushiguro: he gets 100k views per stream

"well, he can't be a better gamer than me," satoru replies dismissively, waving his hand.

kugi-saki: didn't he win the val championship last year?

"but i bet i'm hotter!"

toji-fushiguro: you wish

"fuck you, toji," satoru huffs indignantly. "well, how haven't i heard of this guy? if he's so famous and so hot, huh?" ignoring your snickers, satoru switches to another tab and types in the username. but when he clicks on the first link, nothing shows up. it's a blank profile, and satoru's jaw dropped.

"how the fuck am i blocked?!" he whines, flopping his head back on the headrest of his seat and pretending to faint. the chat floods with a thousand expressions of laughter, and you hop off your seat to go sit on the desk of satoru's desk, taking care to stay out of sight of his camera.

satoru opens one eye and squints it at you, lips forming a childish pout. he reaches out and twines his fingers with yours, completely ignoring his exploding comment section. you squeeze his hand gently and reach over his keyboard, hitting a key to mute his microphone.

"i can block him if you want," you offer, wrapping your other hand around satoru's. "and, for what it's worth, i think you're prettier than him."

satoru grins smugly at that, eyes softening more and more the longer they focus on you. "m'kay, thanks... wait, how do you know what he looks like?" he asks suspiciously, narrowing his eyes playfully.

"'cause i looked him up this morning."

your boyfriend sighs dramatically and pretends to faint again. when he reopens his eyes, there's a slightly new look in his eyes as he mumbles, "i wish people would stop hitting on you."

you reach out and touch his chin, forgetting that people on his stream could probably see your hand even if you two were on mute. "oh, i get that a lot," you tease, pinching his cheek affectionately. "but, honestly, you're the only one i wanna be with. even if that other guy buys me everything i could ever want, he's still not you."

satoru kisses the inside of your hand, eyes still fixed on you. "you do know that i'd buy you all of that and more if you asked, right?"

"i know. and i'd love you even if you were as broke as toji."

your side comment makes satoru throw his head back in laughter, and he shakes his head as a wide smile grows across his face. he pushes his chair closer to the desk and tilts his head up, minty taste fresh on his mouth as he smiles against your lips.

a bashful giggle slips past your lips as satoru kisses you again and again. from the corner of your eye, you can see that the two of you are just barely off-camera—in fact, anyone who's watching the stream can tell that the two of you are kissing, but you're still just out of sight.

"d'you want the new battle pass?" satoru mumbles against your lips, caressing the side of your face. you nod and grin, kissing the corner of his mouth.

"only you would talk about a battle pass while you're kissi—" satoru cuts you off with another kiss, stopping you from finishing your sentence.

"uh uh, shut up and let me kiss you. you're the prettiest girl i've ever seen n' i wanna enjoy you," satoru says plainly, gripping your chin in between his thumb and index finger. he tugs your lips on his again, and when he finally pulls away, he turns back to his screen and sticks out his tongue.

satoru unmutes himself and smiles smugly at the camera, face flushed pink from the way you had kissed him back. "well, at least that asshole doesn't have my pretty girlfriend, and he never fuckin' will."

yuuji-itadori: aw you two are so cute :)

megumi-fushiguro: i miss the single gojo

inumaki: im back whatd i miss???

inumaki: oh nvm im leaving again

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