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i-simp-for-gintoki · 3 years

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Visiting Yuji in Tokyo

“yuji x reader where she was childhood friends with yuji and its basically the friends to lover sort of thing? and basically reader is visiting tokyo and meets up with yuji for the first time in months?? bonus if gojo and megumi are there :)”-anon

Damn its either super short or long no inbetween huh? Sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted! Some of the characters are little ooc (when are they not when i write them-).This turned out much much longer than it needed to be

You and Yuji have known each other since kindergarten

He’s such a sweet kid its always really fun to hang out with him

You guys play lots of video games together and are basically inseparable

Constantly reading manga or watching anime its great

Your parents disapproved of you hanging out with a dude all the time but you could care less

Why should you only be friends with your own gender? Thats so stupid

You always wondered about why yuji had such great strength and speed but he says he was just born that way

Hes just built different

Around middle school his grandpa’s health had dropped and was moved to the hospital

You did your best to make sure yuji stayed in good spirits and often visited the older itadori with him

He’s not the best at wording things but hes always there for emotional support

Maybe it was around 7th grade you noticed something was different around yuji

Like he himself hasn’t changed but whenever you look at him your heart just melts

Your thoughts or compliments seem more filled with love for him and thats when you realized you started to fall for him

Thinking the crush would go away you didn’t act much on it

Oh what a fool you were

Around 8th grade yuji had started acting kinda weird around you

He’d be much more easy to fluster and tenses up for a second if you ever make contact

You confronted him about it and cue the very awkward and middle school like confession

“I really like you!

You were so happy you confessed back and said that the only reason you didn’t before was because you feared to ruin your friendship

He says even if he somehow didn’t like you back that something like that wouldn’t effect anything

From then on you guys are such a wholesome couple

All the cuddles

No fancy dates just casual arcade or movie sort of things

His grandpa gave him a hard time but approved of your relationship

Throughout 8th grade summer and the beginning of highschool everything was going great

But a few months into highschool lots of things happened

Yuji’s grandpa had passed away, he and his friends in the exorcist(?) club had gotten hurt and after that night he had weird markings on his cheeks right below his eyes

And to top it all off now he was supposedly moving to tokyo??

“Yuji why are you moving away? My parents would gladly take you in you know”

He tells you he can’t explain why which breaks your heart

“Who are you staying with then??” he stops for a second and it pains him to lie to you. “A distant relative of mine, he works at a private school and thats where i will be going from now on.”

“But what about us?”

And so you guys decided to do a long distance relationship

Every night when you can you call and chat for hours

But thats not enough

You want to be held or hold him, you want to just cuddle or atleast be in the same room

It pains you to have a relationship through a screen and you grow respect for those who do

Trust isn’t an issue since you know yuji wouldnt even think to cheat at all

Probably doesnt even know what the word means

But after a few months you decide to go to tokyo for a few days

With the help of your parents you rent a room in a hotel and head there

Were just gonna pretend your parents are super super chill(and slightly uncaring like my parents would never let me) and lets you go to a whole city by yourself for several nights

You were super nervous and excited

Its your first time visiting a huge city like tokyo and its gonna be the first time you see yuji in months

Itadori was super excited that you were in tokyo

So excited that he got lost trying to head to the hotel you were staying at

After an extra hour you guys finally meet

He walks through the hotel lobby doors and gives a smile and a wave

In an instant you tackle him in a hug which he GLADLY hugs back in

After just holding each other for a while he decides to show you around

Hes still clearly learning the area himself but he’s very excited to show what he does know

“The place over here makes amazing sushi! Oh! And over here they sell little action figures! Oh oh and over here the steak is kinda bad but its cheap so its worth it! And-” you could only smile as he pointed in random directions with one hand, the other was busy holding yours

Buying food from a bunch of random vendors and wearing silly getups you guys take loads of pictures

Tons of hugs and cheek kisses

Yes its frowned upon to be touchy and stuff in public in japan but honestly you guys could care less

The sun was setting and you guys were currently sitting at a park munchkin on some crepes when you turn to him

“Yuji, do you think i could visit who your staying with? I’d hate to impose but i just wanna know if your in good hands”

His chewing pauses

Its not like he didn’t want you tell about jujutsu

But he doesn’t want you to be apart of that world, he wants you to stay as safe as possible with no harm ever headed your ways

With him being a vessel for sukuna gojo had told him that he and his friends could potentially be targeted

Theres a reason sorceres put up cloaks when engaging in battles and its so normal civilians can continue living in peace without the knowledge these monstrosities actually exist

“Mm its a bit sudden and he’s out on a mis-er meeting right now so maybe tomorrow?” he says

You frown, you can tell he’s lying but he wouldn’t do it without a reason

“Fine. But Yuji. Just know that if you ever feel unsafe or want to come back your more than welcome too. There will always be a spot for you at my home” you say hugging him

You both kinda forgot you were holding crepes and when you pulled away from each other laughed as the ice cream and sauce was smeared all over your shirts/jackets

He walks you back to the hotel and says goodnight with a kiss

The next two days went by in a flash

Just spending time with itadori, even if it was just sitting in silence has been the most fun youve had in months

He had showed you many places and has boughten many small trinkets for you to remember

Your phone has grown about 300 photos just from the past couple days with him

It was about midday of your final day in tokyo and so you both wanted to make the best of it

You both where sitting inside a cafe exchanging stories and just chatting when suddenly two people walked in the cafe

One was very tall and had spiked up white hair and was wearing a blindfold, and the other had spiky/messy black hair

You didn’t think much of it at first but did question the blindfold

‘A fashion choice?’

Turning your attention back to yuji you gave him a soft smile as you listened to his ramblings about a manga

“I love you” you said cutting him off

Immediately his face turned red and whatever he was just saying turned into stuttering nonsense

Before he could respond he let out a short yell when someone placed a hand on his shoulder

It was the two dudes who walked in from earlier

“So this is what you’ve been doing.” “Fushiguro! Gojo sensei!”

The shorter one who looks yuji’s age started talking about how it wasn’t good to turn his phone on mute and go out the whole day

The tall one gives you a wave

“Sorry to interrupt your date but we gotta take yuji away for a bit” he says grabbing yuji’s collar

“Wait who are you guys?” you ask and they pause to give short introductions

“Fushiguro Megumi.” “Gojo Satoru, nice to meet ya miss girlfriend” “How did you know??” Yuji says making gojo laugh

“Its pretty obvious, you didn’t do much of a job hiding it” he says pulling yuji a little bit more.

“O-Oh im L/n Y/n, nice to meet you” you say realizing you forgot to introduce yourself

As the three chatted along with each other, you sat in silence as you tried to remember where you heard gojo’s name from

‘Oh yeah, he’s the one who yuji described as his relative. Even if it was really fast since he tends to change subjects whenever i ask’

“Wait Gojo? White hair...blind fold..are you Yuji’s relative?” you ask making both of them pause

They both turn towards yuji who gave a sheepish smile

“Thats me, im his mothers little cousin” Gojo said, a very quick and random asspull

“So why does he call you Gojo-sensei instead of uncle…Satoru?” “Well if im his moms cousin that would make me his cousin once removed wouldn’t it? And he calls me sensei since im a teacher at a school he goes to”

“And what about you?” you ask the other boy

“A classmate.” he says in a very short and uninterested tone

“Welp lets go” Gojo says dragging yuji but he quickly resists

“Wait wait! Sensei can i please stay? Today is her last day here and i don’t know when i will be able to see her again”

The teacher and student stares at each other for a long time

You have literally no clue what the blindfolded man could but thinking its so hard to read him

Then again you just met him so

Gojo sighs and lets go of yuji

“Just this once, and only because im the greatest sensei you’ve ever had. Lets go megumi. See ya miss girlfriend” gojo says walking away with a wave

Megumi looks surprised but follows him “really?” “Yeah yeah its fine, its only a couple of grade 3’s anywa…” as their voices faded when they left the building you gave yuji a look

“Are you going to get in trouble?” “im probably going to die in training…” “huh?” “nothin”

The rest of the day you guys hang out and its mmm

Yuji would be such a good boyfriend hes so wholesome

When its time for you to part he give you a big hug, kiss and ‘i love you’

You do the same and tear up a bit

With one final photo you head back to your home town

You make it a mission to visit tokyo more often and yuji tries to visit you whenever he can from then on

#itadori yuji x reader #itadori yuji #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #i swear if the tags dont work imma be really annoyed lmao #jjk x reader

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gothsic · 5 years

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i sentence you to be exposed before your peers...

-- TEAR DOWN THE WALL!

so... once again, i’m floored. i mean, seriously floored.

i could probably say my usual nonsense, which is that i’m amazed, i’m flattered, and i’m even speechless at the amount of love, patience, and just downright kindness i have received since day one. tomorrow marks a month since this blog was opened, and i have to say that it has been one of the best months i have ever had in the tumblr rpc in all my years of rping.

that’s saying quite a lot!

i have to reiterate that i was incredibly worried about how jonathan was going to be received here. but the exact opposite has been true - if anything, you have all welcomed him with open arms, and been incredibly amazing rp partners in every sense of the word. i hope i return the attention you’ve given me thricefold. it’s true that i’m incredibly slow, keep piling on those ask memes and starters, but the real reason is because i just want to interact with you all in some capacity. i highly encourage those of you that have yet to do anything with me to send me something, and i can promise you i will get to it!

but what does any of that have to do with an appreciation post? well, it really is just me rambling about how incredibly honored i am that you all have stayed here through thick and thin despite my slowness. you are all the real mvps! in fact, i wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for all of you wanting to do things with me. really. you have no idea how much of an honor this is, especially considering that this is for an original character rather than a canon one. i just... wow! there i go again, failing to be eloquent!

the graphic above was thrown together tonight because i wanted to get this out this past weekend, but i figured the closer to my one month anniversary the better. that would have been october 1st, so sadly it’s a bit late. however, screw it! let’s throw two special occasions into one! i figured i would call it something different this time, as this is a bigger milestone than before.

so now that part one of this post is finished... let’s get to the good stuff. the follow forever list ( which i personally prefer calling it! ). read under the cut!

THE STARS WHO LIGHT THE PATH FORWARD:

the first up on this list are personal thank-yous to very special people who have made this experience so incredible. all of you have, but these are people i have known for several years, people i have grown close to quickly, or just people i have a lot of things to say to. i’ll probably even say these things to you in private in more expansive detail.

here are my appreciative ( albeit abridged ) comments to the following people:

@pistolbitten: tycho, you’re one of my bestest friends on this entire hellsite and even offline. the fact we haven’t met yet irl is fucking criminal - i hope that in the near future we can, though that might be kind of bad because i think the entire universe would just cease to exist if that happened. but we gotta try, right?? ANYWAY more importantly i want to emphasize that you are doing such a tremendous job with nack. i’m seriously impressed, and i want you to know that the work you’re putting into him is seriously amazing. keep it up because it’s clear to me you’re having a lot of fun. you really deserve it after everything that you’ve gone through in the past few years. you’re my little brother and it’s gonna stay that way! you know how i feel about you, but if you ever feel down, i will remind you again and again. you’re destined for great things, and you’re incredibly strong. but sometimes, it’s okay to feel a little weak. it’s human. you’re human.

@destructiveglitch: farida, i can’t emphasize how glad i am that we reconnected. i want you to know that i really admire the work you’ve put into making cadillac the amazing character that he is. you are seriously an inspiration to this community not only with the positivity you exude, but with the humor you bring to the table and the way you accept people with open arms. i strive to be more like you, and i am so proud to see how far you’ve come since we met a few years ago on this hellsite. you are seriously amazing, and so is cadillac - i cannot wait to see you chase your dreams even further; you’re an inspiration!

@daiteitako + all your other blogs: don i’m really glad we reconnected after i vanished kind of suddenly - again, i apologize for that. however, i really cannot wait to do stuff properly with you, but the most important thing i really want to say here is that a.) you’re incredibly kind, b.) you’re HILARIOUS and c.) your graphics are beautiful. also, i should mention that the dedication you’ve put into making all your muses your own is just stellar. i love it and i cannot wait to see more. i always appreciate our ooc chats and i’m so glad that i get to see your antics on the dash whenever your url pops up!

@dadadaemons: che... che. what can i say. when i came back to the rpc after a couple years of being gone, one of the things i really missed was having someone i could really connect with. honestly? it’s rare that it happens. but with you, it felt pretty instantaneous. i feel really glad to have met you - i feel that we can just shoot the shit whenever, and our muses have quite the relationship. i adore it, and i really feel comfortable talking with you - i hope that its the same for you. basically what i really want to say is that i feel incredibly lucky to have come across your blog and gotten the chance to talk to you, and eventually talk more ooc, i just... honestly? your writing is incredible, a mixture between tragic and comic, and i really adore it. it stands out. it’s you, and it’s unique. this is a little rambly, but i am really amazed at what you’ve been doing with your muses ( especially cherry ) and i cannot wait to see your work in a visual novel-type game someday. with your art skills? it’s bound to happen. you’ve got me to cheer you on!

@czhng: ángel... sends you the cat meme for the 10292373747th time ( you know the one ). just kidding! i feel like in the past week or two, we’ve grown pretty close. our ship has really blossomed into something fascinating and it’s really funny because the lovely people here on tumblr have absolutely no idea what they’re in store for. but better yet, i’m really glad i got a chance to meet you - i couldn’t have imagined how much fun we would be having together! i love sending memes back and forth, and also just talking about our characters, or hearing what you were up to or how you’re doing. while these may be simple things, they mean the absolute world to me. in short, i’m so grateful that i got to meet you, and i hope we can keep being even better friends into the future!

@cardinalrot: burns! you were one of the first people i think i formally interacted with on this blog, and while we briefly knew each other on my ramona flowers blog, i recently started talking to you more in depth ooc and honestly? you’ve made my time here so much better - you’re funny, you’re getting me into a band i barely knew about until i found your blog, and i just adore what’s going on in our group chat. i can’t wait to get to know you better, and better yet, see what ridiculous things our muses get up to as things keep rolling. you’re a lot of fun to be around and listen to, and i love hearing your ideas. honestly? you’re just a bright light on the hell that is tumblr!

@citialiin: basil! what a shock to find out we actually knew each other back in 2015! that was definitely a surprise. but above all, what can i say other than i’m truly amazed by a lot of things that have happened - that ziggy and jo have the relationship they do, that there’s some real stakes involved, and above all things, that your art is truly wonderful! plus, your writing is so wonderful to read - i feel that you really capture whomever it is that you’re writing, and what i love most about you really is that you’re incredibly honest about who you are, and your art manages to reflect that incredibly well. i wish you the best in your future endeavors, and i cannot wait to roleplay with you more! also, of course, chat ooc with you and get to know you better. plus? you, burns and i are truly a cursed trio - it’s great frankly.

@themoralpuppington: the fact that i keep finding you on every blog i make after all these years ( since 2015, can you believe it?? ) is a testament to how much i adore your writing, and just you in general, hayley. i need you on my dash to feel complete, as bizarre as that might sound. your passion for your muses, most of whom are pretty niche, is really a sight to behold. i admire how much time and attention you put into crafting them to be the best they can be, and your enthusiasm and positivity is also a sight to behold. i still remember the thread we had on my old him blog between him and dot, and that was probably one of the best threads i ever had with someone to this day - can you believe that? the point i’m trying to make here is that you basically make tumblr a better experience for me, and i’m sure many others - you are an amazing person through and through!

@luckblues: kat what could i possibly say about you that i haven’t already? you were there from the beginning, and on all your blogs we had some form of interaction - usually of the comedic kind. our conversations ooc have also been immensely hilarious to read, and the thing i really enjoy is hearing your thoughts on how your muses would react - not to mention whatever posts you make on your blogs, ooc or ic. i’m very glad i got to meet you, and also interact with you because your writing is just so much fun! you always put so much work into your muses and it is seriously an inspiration. keep up the amazing work, and i hope we can get even closer over time!

@toooldforgermany: hannah! i’m really surprised we found each other again - i remember just recently how we were trying to remember which of your many blogs we interacted on, and when we finally did, things slid into place. it’s true that i don’t really talk as much as i should, but what i do have to say about you is definitely truthful: you’ve really dug into what makes arthur such an interesting character, and i mean it when i say you made me more interested than i already was in we happy few. one of these days, i’d like to watch you play it - the clips you’ve shown me have been really something special - and i can see why you’ve put so much time and effort into getting him as close to the source material as possible. that in it of itself is admirable. what you’re doing is really special, and i can’t wait to see more, both with what you do next, and what our muses do next!

THE STARS I NOTICE IN THE DISTANCE, WHO TOO HAVE LIT THE WAY:

these are people whom i have known for several years, and want to continue to know better. we may have fallen out of touch a few times, but the important thing is that we are reconnected now. all of you listed here are special to me in different ways, and i hope that i can express this properly as i continue to do things on this blog.

@guiltycharge + your other blogs / @heedingcalls / @puckish-rogue

THE GASLAMPS MADE FROM STARDUST:

now these are individuals with whom i have spoken to a great deal ooc, have had a lot of laughs with, or just in general have made me feel at home on this blog. chances are, we’ve interacted too. you have all made this blog special in a way that nowhere else on this site has made me feel before. i am having the time of my life thanks to you all.

@anammxlech / @dcfctivc + your other blogs / @loverslanetm + @aphroditetms / @psychexch / @tricksterfinale / @soughtcryptid + @horrormaestro / @hismanners / @shotbled / @richatire / @demonshe / @rubinsteind + your other blogs / @crimescupid / @crimsxnidol / @sociialpath / @pennepenned / @lovelypillar / @arizonadirtbag / @jihoney / @macabreatlas + @deathwitness / @innosen / @barbiemov / @charismastatic / @voieur + your other blogs / @flutterid / @maljefe / @spacymuses / @ryusci / @bledthrice / @bellecosebabe / @bestvictim / @bentme / @spectrisbound / @starlyht / @griefkept / @vortship / @necroticlimb + your other blogs / @gothicbite + your other blogs / @thegothfiles / @wretchedgoth / @hisnote / @dethrocuted / @justverdict + your other blogs / @stagekiller / @scarwritten / @plasticlioness / @ecentrici / @prdghtr / @drstmbrg + your other blogs / @espercr / @juvenileterror / @putrifyre / @9livin / @saturnincs / @batzie / @deceitfame / @princeternal / @autoptes / @empaethies / @vodkaraised / @censer / @maestrodarte / @ensular / @elleomet / @smallmoss + @heylincorporated / @eoleolhan / @pseudogaiety / @byerszombie / @toendwar / @rivalrus / @giftblessd / @girlrued / @godmeld / @russianllterature / @consultingsister / @desxderium / @aemiliiu / @infiltier / @yoursmary / @svperposition / @friendsfought / @reapinghook / @blossomingbeelzebug / @levyosn / @slashhers / @promdevil / @fvvckcff / @fuckingvictus / @killfame / @dnbrough / @nailfanged / @hellionrot / @hyacinthsgirl / @panamastayed / @shelcved / @spllcat / @battleridge + many many more !

THE HOMES ALONG THE STREET WITH THEIR LIGHTS ON:

the following individuals are those i watch from a distance, have yet to interact with, or admire their writing in some fashion. all of you are a joy to have on the dash ( and be mutuals with ), and i hope that we can one day do something together.

@animalcontrol / @atlantisking / @herbounty / @hxgure / @scaeld / @snowinabottle / @soleiltm / @strxnzo / @cultkiid / @clownin / @clownwork / @corpsemade / @demonwield / @orhabit / @demonicarchitect / @etrefurieuse / @unstabletm / @bulletmailed / @wordseen / @deadlcrd / @dojiryu / @garrotejima / @gothamcartel / @devilsitter / @imparist / @voicehost / @voidvoyeur / @evilwiithin / @thatcertainnight / @azircphcle / @biblicael / @ribmcde / @warwronged / @actorkills / @fourrarri / @fosterskeeper / @vicemirrored / @vmprwtch / @peacefulapostle / @honorborn / @wargod / @wonwars / @waywardsignns / @inorationis / @deathscorned / @ncisepcllution / @lycanlead / @hauntediris / @tommyhtm + your other blogs / @phantomally + your other blogs / @abisnorida / @frstpearson / @nytchld / @agentbeyond / @scouscr / @vplameni / @monikalone / @sheslayyys / @sheflirts / @skllington / @skeptus / @ultraviolentis / @greyheroes / @outlawiism / @doefied / @conseille / @seeksghosts + your other blogs / @forsesti / @blacklistcr / @betterhealing / @bowitched / @bonewitchery / @theednygma / @conseille / @soliswrote / @rebelstwo / @divisus / @diversifiedpersonas / @hisband / @grcndel / @dnawield / @soypeor / @talewoven / @yblchth / @halloweeenies / @coldslayers / @iilvecchio / @discandi / @beelzbvb / @snipare / @brenheir / @johtei / @pastfound / @necrogal / @necrophagic / @neonglowed / @halvtblod / @maskedform / @enkaioni / @deddomun / @knifewields / @kerflooey / @likespooky / @happymediium / @happykcd / @vladdad / @endheir / @curdledmiilk / @firstdraper / @thcfreak / @revengah / @lcstrega / @strlcss / @strigct / @hanahakioni / @mortuiflores / @bozojesus / @madeherchoices / @madburnishdetroit / @apostleled / @wiltpetals / @scmperviren / @rainbowsongs / @powertook / @mortiiicia / @mortuam / @macebre / @pestilencepriest / @huntsaliens / @huntpyre / @dptysns / @theppgs / @thicktville / @citylives / @cadaever / @jcinthedance / @jesteriina / @jehstr / @jenasil / @occultspecialists / @exorsista / @aislinqs / @gwaed / @obsessicn / @confcssed / @enravaged / @morbosi / @alwayscutoff / @personsuited / @edgecutting / @heaimed / @clownlike / @warjournal / @selfbest / @shekore / @senoyer / @nuiweion / @slayscryptids / @footagecaught / @toshapeshift / @eyeswaps / @eyedented / @crysbeckett / @4-6-4-1-9 / @gothsrot / @witchbonds / @vctivus / @realityrot / @realcomedian / @wulventyr / @montanaerobics / @sexwins / @coucheravec / @snapsbeast / @ordinryman / @deathtaught / @edhelgund / @herheal / @heavensdecay / @gumihc / @pestired / @byersmom / @skateshe / @wantlonger / @veiledpeak / @wasben / @apostaet / @girlquaked / @betterthanmorty / @ascotwearing / @witcheking / @yourbloodbelongstome / @omatics / @rcdteeth / @nomither / @prodigil / @prouddov / @obscenesupreme / @roguepiece / @isempath / @babaayaaga / @burglarie / @enruined / @visionsent / @spellfear / @spelltricks / @deadgirldani / @dctorsleep / @dcputyrook / @dcllparted / @huntsighted / @prceteritus / @wildardor / @vigilink / @cupidvvitch / @liftedrelics / @mediocremorals / @heamatic / @heartmiles / @omegles / @motivelacking / @mistoffelous / @bberkman / @blondieat / @starszakrew / @fraudcoded / @thequarrelsome / @deathatyourdoorstep / @egopath / @hariolor / @tolerhate / @useknives / @starleft / @jeanjacketed / @tiimedtm / @wanderlustmuses / @musewritten / @houseofwindows / @magicalshe / @ozwolff / @jigento / @cthlicdevil / @hailiing / @31daughter / @epitideios / @metareview / @fiercemarked / @iceized / @phantomwhisp / @abomichor / @luemiere / @blckaiser / @inqustve / @toheavyn / @atnoctum / @vicemirrored / @thirtnth / @pyoniumyankee / @onlycertainty / @putryd + many many others whom i’m currently following!

i wish i could have included everyone who’s currently following me, but just know that if we’re mutuals, you’re included. these are as many as i could remember, but i want everyone to know that you are all appreciated by me, especially considering how you are all really the ones to thank for making my time here so wonderful! you are all amazing, truly amazing. in the coming weeks, i will do my best to interact with mutuals new and old.

keep your chins held high. each portrayal is special, each roleplayer brings something new to the table, and if you ever need a friend, i am always here for you.

once again, THANK YOU ALL for your support!

SINCERELY, ALEX

#SOMETHING ABOUT YOU MAKES ME WANT TO KEEP YOU IN MY LIFE. - BIAS LIST.#( i made this promo graphic like........ last week )#( or actually earlier this week and then i HAD TO REVISE IT WHAT THE FUCK )#( I... WOW )#( falls back on my bed as i go back to writing starters and ask responses AHHH )#( im gonna announce the q & a as well... perhaps ill do that sunday )#( ANYWAYS HAVE THIS )#( i tried to get as many as you as possible so... forgive me... )

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domschreave · 7 years

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You have a serious victim complex if you're acting as if that ask you got was hate. It was just someone calling you out on your bs. I've seen people get far more hate than you and still able to contribute more than just "results." Everyone gets shit at some point and you have to move on and accept it, not just respond with "i'm not in the giving mood." Please be as mature as you should be in doing this. (Also, stop with the shade about "at least I posted it on the same day.")

((Oh my god you have got to be freaking kidding me. Yeah, sure, call Madalena BS if you want. The entire character was a joke and it should have been obvious she was a joke. I purposely gave her a high score on PC1 for a stupid challenge just to be funny. Then for pc2 i figured people might have been a little annoyed, so I decided to be OBVIOUSLY joking about it. Her challenge was clearly a joke, and then I gave her a 42. It’s not even a real score. And it’s FORTY FREAKING TWO!!!! Would the joke have been more clear if I had said 69? 42 is the “answer to the universe, meaning of life” whatever. From Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. If you didn’t know that, then I don’t know where you’ve been for the last ten years because that number has kind of been a meme since the movie came out. And if you’re so upset about a joke character WHY ARE YOU NOT FREAKING HATING ON MEME???? SHE’S EVEN WORSE THAN MADALENA!!!!!! AT LEAST MADALENA NEVER SPAMMED NONSENSE IN THE GROUP CHAT. Also, yes, I know people have it worse than me, but that does not mean that I have to take this “shit” and just accept it. I AM ALLOWED TO HAVE EMOTION AND BE UPSET ABOUT THINGS. Just because I have a good life and do not openly state that I have depression, and I don’t say that I’m going to go kill myself, doesn’t mean that I can’t be sad about things and need breaks every once in a while. I don’t share this often, and I don’t want to use the pity card because I’m sure you’ll just accuse me of saying it because of the whole pity card thing, but my family has some kind of genetic depression thing and it usually doesn’t affect me that much, but I have days when I actually am depressed to the point that I can’t go about my daily functions. My mom takes medication for it, and there’s some evidence that my great grandma may have committed suicide because of it. Just because I’m too scared of death to ever consider suicide doesn’t mean I don’t have my own problems.

Everyone has their limits and everyone has different definitions of what they constitute as hate or offensive or upsetting, and no one has to just accept that they will get hate in life and just have to live with it. I am living with it, I am still doing this Selection even though there are so many times like this where it’s really just not fun for me.

Which brings me to my next point. I don’t think you seem to understand how much I actually do for this Selection. I mean, for the most part the challenges have just been the same as previous Selections, so I haven’t had to be that creative so far, but I have created so many different characters and blogs and I’ve been rp’ing with everyone. I’ve had to read and grade everyone’s fics even though they’re almost all posted in one night, so I have one night to grade them. I also have a job and I’m taking two online classes for school, so it’s not like I have just all the time in the world to do all this anyway. I take time out of my life to do this and I’d really like to just be able to do this in peace and not be called out for anything you consider to be BS. I’m sorry you think it is. I thought it was a fun joke.

Last but not least, nowhere did I ever state that I would give feedback for the challenges anyway. It’s hard for me to give feedback so I don’t really like doing it anyway. I was nice and gave everyone feedback for the first challenges, but I don’t even really have much to say to people. If you want writing tips, I guess I could give that but I’m not the most amazing writer myself, so you’d be better off asking someone else. If you want character advice, just wait for the Selection to start and we’ll see. I’m sure all of you have put a lot of time and effort into creating your characters, and that’s amazing and awesome and I know from experience how much fun that can be. For this Selection, I’ll be basing eliminations on Dom’s opinions of the girls, not my own (usually) so even if you write amazingly it won’t guarantee a win. And if you have the most creatively and thoroughly developed character, I will fully praise you as Alex, but Dom may still not like you because Dom is my own creatively and (mostly) thoroughly developed character who has his own likes and dislikes. That’s all I have to say for feedback, and that’s what I probably would’ve said for everyone who asked for feedback anyway.

And I don’t remember saying “at least i posted on the same day” but maybe i did. I was mainly saying that I wanted to have everything posted on the correct day because I’m trying to keep the Selection organized for myself. So if I said it rudely like that I do apologize.))

((Can we please stop with all the ooc stuff and just focus on the actual Selection please?))

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Title: Dreams of the Past Rating: T Series: Yugioh Zexal Characters: Quattro, Shark Pairings: hellshark/Disqualifyshipping Summary/Note: It's a dream, that's all it is and that's all it has to be. Shark wants to believe that they’re only dreams and have no meaning behind them. Even if they keep occurring and involve someone he used to hate. AU.

I started writing this after finishing the first part of Zexal. If I didn't do this now my motivation/inspiration for it will be gone by the time I manage to finish the whole series. I know only bits of part 2 thanks to the wiki but either way I'm considering this an AU. Dub names used and I hope y'all don't mind the name I give for Quattro's past life person. tbh they're probably ooc at some points but eh I'll hopefully get a grasp on their characters after I watch part 2.

The sound of a roaring crowd can be heard, there are cheers wanting to see him, their ruler. A smile forms from their ruler's lips; he has yet to walk out to the balcony and reveal himself to his loyal subjects. Dark blue eyes drift from to the slight view of the outdoors to a familiar face. A girl looking to be around the same age as him, so similar in appearance, a smile to accompany his.

"Are you ready to go, brother? They're expecting you."

"Us," he corrects.

The girl rolls her eyes to that. "You know they look up to you more than they do me."

"But you do have a say in what goes." He pauses. "Whether I like it or not."

She pouts and lightly punches his shoulder. "Shut up and go out there already."

The smile he wears fades for the time being, dawning his serious and more formal look. He takes in a breath, a hand brushing against the sword resting at his side. His gaze had returned to the balcony and he begins to step towards it. He sees the crowd of his people, cheering, happy. He bathes in the light of the sun, going to speak to them. But the light begins to shine to brightly. To bright.

Everything turns white.

~...~

"Ugh..." Shark wakes with a groan, a hand reaching up to shield his eyes from the sun's rays that are breaching into his room, namely right on his face. While he preferred a less...sunny wake up call, this was a sign that he did have to get out of bed. He had slept in again. The boy slowly sits up, brushing the covers off him and looking down into his lap.

He couldn't recall when those dreams started to happen, when he had become this ruler of people he had never known. It was only a dream, he told himself, no matter how realistic or vivid they seemed. He brushed this ruler dream nonsense off at first, figuring it would be one of those crazy dreams that he'd forget in about a day or two. Yet, they were reoccurring, never the same, always continuing on. Whether they were in a timely order or not, he didn't know.

And I don't care either.

Why dream of being a ruler anyway? He was just an ordinary teen, a duelist, not some king (although being considered the king of games wouldn't be that bad of a title). And he was pretty sure his sister wasn't any princess either. He couldn't help but snort to the idea of her fulfilling a princess role. Maybe that would suit her, let her boss other people around.

Shark brushes any remaining thoughts about that off. He doesn't have time to worry about those stupid dreams. They're not important. (Are they?) What's important right now is preparing for another upcoming tournament. One that he was certain he'd win. His heart was set on it.

~...~

Footsteps could be heard moving throughout the halls, rushing towards his location. A soft sigh escapes him as he glances out to the balcony once more. This time, it's empty, but his sight is set on an even further location. The harbor. Unfamiliar boats were docked, visitors from another land had arrived. It was a meeting he was to have with a neighboring kingdom in order to keep peace.

"Nash, your highness!" A voice shouts from outside his chambers. "Your guests are making their way to the hall!"

He doesn't answer, merely standing from his seat and beginning to make his way to the door. As he walks, he recalls who he is to speak with, those of the Heraldic family. The head of the family would be unable to make it, busy with ruling his own country, so his sons would be taking his place.

"H-Hey! You're not allowed to be here! These are private quarters, please turn around this instant!"

Nash stops as he hears his guard. What was going on? Who was out there? Why had his guards become so flustered with an intruder? He nearly rushes to the door, pushing it open with force; he's glad that his pair of guards weren't at their usual position beside it.

"What's going on?" He growls, intent on protecting even his guards if it came down to it. Said guards were trying to push back an unknown person. A man. He had spiky hair, dark red for most of it, though his bangs were yellow, he had piercing red eyes and distinct cross shaped scar running over his right one. His clothes were different, unique, but were laced with a golden pattern, a sigh of wealth, royalty.

Their eyes met and for a moment, the world seemed to stop. Nash becomes transfixed by his gaze and can't pull away. An odd feeling shoots through him and he can't place a name on it. Was it fear? Anger? No. Whatever it is, it leaves an uneasy feeling in his chest.

The other male smirks, taking advantage of the guards' moment of confusion and lack of instruction, pushing them aside and taking a step towards their ruler. His red eyes observe him, looking him up and down. He extends a hand.

"Apologies, but I simply could not wait to see the ruler myself. You must forgive me for being impatient, but waiting isn't my strong point." His voice is surprisingly sweet, almost honeyed to a certain point.

"Who are you?" Nash asks, eyes never leaving his and ignoring the hand that is offered.

"You shouldn't be speaking so rudely to a guest. Don't you have any manners, Nash? Well, I'm sure you've heard of us. If you don't know my name, I'll make sure you'll never forget it." With his hand not being taken, he simply extends it further to reach out and grab Nash's. The ruler tries to pull away from his grasp but finds the stranger having a tight grip. His trapped hand is pulled up and this scar faced man bows slightly, having his lips press against the knuckles of his hand.

"The name's Four. Prince Four Heraldic."

~...~

"Quattro...?" Shark mumbles the name, the image of that prince from his dream still fresh in his mind. If there was one person he never expected to be in his dreams, it was Quattro of all people. Or a look a like for that matter. While his intense hatred of the other duelist had died down, a slight and odd friendship had formed as time passed. Still, he never thought he'd be in a dream of his, and one with him playing a foreign prince either.

"Hey, Shark, you okay?" A worried voice, coming from Yuma, who begins to poke lightly at Shark's arm. With that, he's brought back to reality, back at Yuma's home. Apparently, he had taken a quick nap, head resting down on the table, arms being used as temporary pillows.

"Don't touch me," Shark growls, swatting his arm away. He sighs to himself, not intending to sound so angry to his friend. "I'm fine, Yuma."

"You sure?" That answer doesn't seem to suffice for him. The duelist narrows his eyes at the other, as if trying to find an answer from him. "You did doze off for a while there and you were even muttering Quattro's name in your sleep."

"I...what?" He was certain that he had just thought of his name not say it aloud.

"Yeah! You were snoozing all peacefully," Yuma imitates the other's action, slumping down and crossing his arms on the table, "and then you were suddenly saying Quattro! Well, I think you were. I heard the name Four being mumbled to. You know, I never knew that you were a sleep talker."

Apparently, Astral makes a comment, causing Yuma to end up explaining what sleep talk is (to the best of his ability). Shark appreciates the distraction, whether intentional or not. He knows he doesn't have time to gather his thoughts on this while Yuma was around. That boy would be prodding him with questions the moment Astral finished with his own.

Why the hell was he in that dream?

The thought worries him. Would he appear again? He didn't need to be dreaming about Quattro or anyone else for that matter. He lets out a sigh, which ends up catching Yuma's attention.

"So, what is all that about, huh, Shark? Oh! Were you dreaming of dueling Quattro? That has to be it! You guys haven't faced off against each other in a while and I bet you're itching to duel with him again!"

"Guess so." That sounds better, more believable than explaining his reoccurring dreams. Better yet, it helped that he didn't have to explain why things had gotten so...weird near the end of it. He didn't want to think about this prince Quattro flirting with him, not in the slightest.

~...~

Nash loathed seeing the Heraldic brothers, that feeling aimed namely towards one in particular. Four. His brothers, Five and Three, were tolerable. Three, the youngest prince, was a nice and somewhat timid boy. He hardly ever spoke up during meetings, but was friendly to those around him. The guards were always pleased to have a chat with him, even his sister enjoyed his presence. Five, the eldest, was mature, level-headed. He knew what to ask and how the two kingdoms could cooperate. Though he never spoke much about himself, his knowledge was vast. He was someone fit to be the next in line for the throne.

And then there was Four.

He was the loudest one of them all, always interrupting, spouting out nonsensical ideas, boasting at how great he was and how his subordinates (that he claimed to have) would assist him no matter the cause. That was easy to put up with, at least if Five was around, he'd put his brother in his place. But, when he was unfortunately left alone with him...

"And how has my ruler been since we've last met?" Four asks while standing right in front of Nash, blocking him from taking a step further.

Nash shoots a glare at him. "I am not your ruler," he hisses. The middle prince had taken a...possessive liking towards him. It was difficult to tell if he was simply toying with him, wanting to get on his nerves or actually meaning any of this. He always went with the first explanation. "Don't speak to me like that."

Four rolls his eyes, a sad sigh escaping him. "And here I was trying to have a nice chat with you."

"Your chats are anything but nice." He turns his head to the side before stepping forward, shoving the prince to the side. "Shouldn't you be with your brothers? Your boat is departing soon."

"Even so, I can spend my time until then as I wish. And that means spending it with my favorite person of this kingdom."

That sent shivers down his spine. It was almost unsettling the way he spoke, calling him his favorite person. "Leave me alone." He demands and is intent on leaving the other behind as he walks.

But, he persists, walking beside him and even challenging to walk slightly ahead of Nash. It annoys him greatly.

"If you really wanted me gone, you could just call the guards on me." Four sports a playful grin.

"The idea is tempting."

"Maybe you should. Being alone with a foreign prince isn't always the safest thing."

"What are you talking abo-"

Nash is cut off as Four quickly takes hold of his arms, pinning them to his side against the closest wall. His knee is forced in between his legs as he holds him there, a dark grin forming from his lips. He inches his head closer, foreheads nearly touching.

"You can't keep your guard down, because you end up like this. You become someone's prey, ruler. And maybe, just maybe, you'd end up as someone's puppet." He chuckles, unlike his usually joyous, foolish one, this one sounds more sinister.

"I knew there was something off about you..." Nash growls as he struggles in his grasp. He wants to fight back and escape, but part of him knows that his threats towards him are empty. He was just trying to scare him, prove himself in some way. "You probably could have done worse to give me an example like this. If you're trying to be tough and dominant, you're not doing a good job at it."

This causes Four to scowl, a rare sight at him being the annoyed one for a change. "I could cut you up, threaten you...use your lovely sister a-"

"Touch her and your dead."

Four lets out a laugh, shakes his head and eases up on his grip, allowing Nash to push him off. "I found your weak spot." That darker part of him seems to disappear as he puts his hands up in defeat. "I won't lay a finger on her, promise."

Nash glares at him, wondering if that was true. He decides to, unwillingly, believe him. "And I won't lay a finger on your brothers."

"Promise?" Asking that seems almost...childish. The look in his eye was serious. Hard to believe he was in a joking mood nearly five seconds ago.

"You have my word."

~...~

Won't lay a finger on my sister, my ass. Recalling that last dream had put Shark into a bad mood. Quattro- Four, had promised to never harm his sister, yet he was quick to recall the reason for her being hospitalized. It was all his fault. Partially his father's to, he learned that. But to break a promise had just bothered him. A little more than he wanted to.

That was all in a dream, it wasn't real. That wasn't Quattro but some...weird fantasy version of him that was in his head for whatever reason. He still wasn't quite sure why these dreams kept going, why he could recall them so clearly, why they were so vivid, and why they bothered him so damn much.

It was like he was living another life as he slept.

Shark shook his head, taking a sip of his canned drink for a moment before letting his gaze drift across the park. Maybe he should ask someone about this. Find out if they ever had dreams like this to. He could ask those that were in his dream but...he'd rather not. And going to someone professional- was there even a professional for dreams like this?- seemed out of the question. He could already guess they'd tell him that it wasn't anything important. Just plain old dreams.

"My, my, my, I didn't think I'd be running into you here, Shark." He didn't even need to look up to see who that came from. He just lets out a sigh, refusing to look at him for the time being. His drink was more interesting than him.

"What do you want, Quattro?"

"I just wanted to drop by and say hello, aren't I allowed to be friendly to a fellow duelist?" Shark eventually looks up to him. The other was wearing that usual smile of his, keeping up that look and persona for his fans.

"You did, now what do you want?"

"You really are grumpy today. Did some little guppy beat up the big bad shark?" He asks in a mocking tone.

To his comment he just glares and takes a sip of his drink. He wanted to throw another comment his way, but wasn't in the mood for it. Maybe he should just chuck his can at him. That'll get him to shut up. Or get him to not stop yelling about how his beauty would be ruined by a carbonated drink.

"Fine, don't talk." Quattro shrugs, taking the seat beside him. He sports a friendly smile to anyone who looks his way, waving to them as well. It was always weird to see him acting too nice, especially since he knew the real him.

Shark's gaze remains away from Quattro, trying to ignore him as much as possible. But, he finds himself glancing over, keeping an eye on the other. Was he expecting the other to just pounce on him unexpectedly? No, he wouldn't. Probably. Not in public anyway.

Quattro does catch the other looking over, eyes locking for a moment before Shark breaks it almost instantly.

"You are acting really funny today."

"Thank you, captain obvious."

"So, you do admit to that, hm?" He smirks and Shark mentally face palms. He should have just remained quiet and finished his drink. He figures to do just that now. At least he has an excuse not to answer.

"Say, you up for a duel?"

"Where did that come from?"

"You won't speak to me, so dueling is the only other option. Or are you too scared you'll lose to me like always?"

"As if, puppet boy. I'll beat your ass any day."

~...~

"I didn't think you'd come, Nash." Four sports a smile as he turns on his heal, looking to the ruler of this land. While he looked happy, the ruler did not.

"I know when to decline an invitation. Though I'd rather decline anything that comes from you." He huffs, arms crossed as he made his way to stand by his side. He had been called to his own private spot, a little getaway from the world where he could take in a beautiful view of the ocean. He had made the mistake of bringing Four here once (more like he just followed and couldn't get him to leave his side).

"How sweet of you to come by anyway."

"Care to explain yourself? Why call me here and not in the throne room?" Or anywhere else for that matter? Sometimes he just couldn't understand what was going through his mind. Scratch that, he could never begin to guess what was on his mind.

"I just wanted to talk with you," he replies, voice going oddly soft for once. "We're going to be busy back home, which means no more personal visits to your land." He sighs and his gaze is set on the ocean. "I'm going to miss coming here."

"Hmph." He nearly makes a comment about not missing him but holds back on it. Would he miss Four? His immediate answer is no. He will not miss this over the top prince who constantly followed him around whenever the Heraldic family dropped by. He would not miss the little chats, the squabbles they shared. He would not miss those rare moments were things seemed right between the two, when Four was actually tolerable and showed another side to him, a vulnerable and childish side.

He would not miss Four.

"Don't you want to say you're going to miss me?" Four asks, as if he could read his mind.

"I'm not." Nash replies and glances over to him. There's a flash of a hurt look. It stings, just a little.

"What a shame. And here I thought things were going smoothly between us."

"I'd use another word instead of smoothly," the ruler mumbles.

"We don't need to be technical about it." Four waves a hand before turning to Nash. "You were always an acceptable host." He bows his head, actually putting himself slightly lower than Nash's height. "And I thank you for always looking after me."

"This is something your brother would do." Five. They're both aware of it, Four chuckles slightly as he goes back to his usual height.

"Don't compare me to him." There's a hint of anger in his voice. "I'm just me, not my brothers or even my father." He goes quiet. "And I want you to only look at me, don't think of them when you do."

Nash was confused by that last comment but brushed it off. He knew there was something going on with his family situation, but never pushed on it. Sometimes Four would spill things here and there before quickly changing the subject. It wasn't something he liked to talk about.

Any sort of serious tone was replaced with that smile of his. "Like how I wanted you to never forget my name when we first met, I never want you to forget me. And I know just how to."

Before Nash could even speak, raise a question, Four had put an arm around his waist. He was pulled closer, his other hand resting against the ruler's cheek, gently forcing his head to look up. Four was still smiling, enjoying the confused and slightly flustered look on Nash's face. And before Nash is able to fully comprehend that he's literally within Four's grasp, that bastard prince steals a kiss from him.

~...~

He could not for the life of him, look Quattro in the eye. Or even look at him for that matter. When he did, his mind had flashed back to that dream, to that image of Four and Nash...kissing. But that wasn't the only image from a dream that would flash through his mind. Several nights after that one had involved the two in some intimate way. Ways he'd prefer not to cross his mind. Ever. And it was difficult not to think of himself with Quattro whenever those dreams occurred.

Why had that happened in his dreams? Was it some way of telling himself he wanted to do the same with Quattro? No, it couldn't be. Definitely not. He had no feelings like...that towards him. He never had and never will.

Dreams wouldn't be able to affect his thoughts and feelings towards someone in the real world. Four wasn't Quattro, no matter how alike they were in appearance or personality. He was only unsettled by their similarities, their alikeness. Anyone would end up flustered if this happened to them, right?

No matter how hard he tried to argue against it and tell him that he was feeling absolutely nothing towards Quattro, it didn't stop him from avoiding the duelist. And when they did cross paths, Shark seemed to be at a loss of what to say. His comebacks weren't as great as they used to be (according to Quattro), his confidence faltered, and any touch from the other would send a jolt throughout his body. If this was an attraction to him, Shark hated the feeling that came with it.

Stupid dreams.

Shark decides to try and clear his mind, taking a ride on his motorcycle through the city at night. He needs a distraction, something to get these thoughts out of his mind. He even considers driving all night, to stay awake and pray that those dreams come back to haunt him. He'll be fine then, right? Though, sleep is unavoidable. Those dreams are to.

He drives faster when the streets are empty. It helps, just a little. When he rides, he doesn't have a single worry. Eventually, he comes to a stop. He needs a break, something from the nearby vending machine should help. He maes sure his helmet is set down on his motorcycle before going the vending machine, already eyeing his choices.

"What's a lone shark doing out here?"

Shark practically freezes to that teasing remark, making the mistake to look at the approaching person, which so happened to be the one he was desperately trying to avoid.

"Nothing," he spat in response. Guess that cold drink would have to come later. "The hell are you doing out here so late at night?"

"I could ask you the same. Isn't it past your bed time?"

Shark huffs in response, looking away from the other teen. "I'm not a little kid," he mutters, probably should have said that louder. Or throw a comment back. He shrugs it off before making his way back to his motorcycle. He can't be around Quattro any longer before that weird feeling sets in.

But, Quattro seems intent on (unknowingly) making it worse as he grabs Shark's arm, stopping him in his tracks. That strange feeling shoots through him and he isn't sure if he wants to stay or run. He glances to the other male, seeing his taunting gaze soften, a little more serious than usual.

"What's up, Shark? You running away from me again?"

"I'm not running away." He tries to free himself from his grasp, but fails. He mentally curses.

"You say that, but don't think I haven't noticed." Of course he's noticed his strange behavior, it was all directed towards him. He only acted like this when he was around. "And I deserve an answer from you."

"You don't deserve anything from me." Again he tries to pull away, this time he succeeds and crosses his arms. "I'm leaving." He's being colder than usual, a mixture of feelings rising in his chest. He wants them to be sorted out, gone. He can't do that around him, he just makes it worse.

"Reginald." Hearing his actual name is a...surprise. One he never expects to hear, especially not from Quattro. "If I did something to you, aside from the obvious, tell me." His voice is...different. He lost that haughtiness, that superior tone he used with him.

Shark slowly turns around, not expecting to see a hurt expression on the other teen's face. It was a rare sight, surely none had ever seen this famous duelist looking so wounded before. He didn't expect it to hurt so much either.

"I know I messed up in the past, but I'm trying to make up for that. I thought we were getting along pretty well to, until you started to avoid me." He pauses. "Are you still bothered about what I did?"

He feels as if he has to answer that. Of course he's not bothered by that accident, not anymore. Even if it occasionally slips into his mind, his sister was okay. She was alive. He shakes his head.

"No, I'm not. Don't worry about that anymore."

"Then what is it?" His red eyes seem to be searching for an answer within his blue ones. Yet, one doesn't appear.

Shark can't answer, he can't tell him the reason for his suddenly avoidant nature. He'd just be laughed at, mocked by the other. Who cares if he's being sincere right now, that wouldn't last.

"It's nothing. I've got to go."

The shorter teen hears his nickname this time. Quattro's voice almost sounds as if he's begging for him to stay. There's a guilty feeling in his chest, but he doesn't stay. He quickly grabs his helmet, places it back on, and drives off.

~...~

The lands that the Heraldic royal family governed had been attacked by a vicious force. There was something about hundreds of ships, a fleet, and gorgonic monsters being involved during the attack, but nothing else. No name to put to those who gave the order to lay waste to this land. It was quick and sudden and supposedly, not many survived.

Unnecessary worry struck through Nash upon hearing the news. He should only care about his people and his land, even if he was in agreement, a truce, a pact with the Heraldics, he shouldn't be caring so much. Though, it took him a while to admit it, he was worried over Four, along with his family.

If the attack was so brutal that left just one beaten up ship to come to his land with a single messenger, there was little hope for anyone else. But that tiny speck of hope was what he held onto as a small fleet of his own made its way there. That soon began to diminish the moment the foreign land came into sight.

There seemed to be nothing left, only smoke from dying flames lifting towards the sky. Any buildings that were seen were battered down to just a single wall or rubble. Boats were trashed at their harbor, parts of the water stained with red. The streets were no better as bodies were littered everywhere.

"Search for any survivors!" Nash gave the order once they docked. He had himself prepared with a sword and shield, ready to fight any lingering enemies that may be here. While he was cautious at first, his worry began to overtake him. Not bothering to check corners or overlook any possible traps, he was beginning to be reckless. He began to race towards the castle, or what remained of it.

"Four!" He shouted as he ran closer and closer to it. He had to reside there, he had to still be there, he had to be alive. The sight of the fallen castle matches that of its kingdom. It's broken, rubble everywhere, bodies thrown across the rooms. Nash's footsteps are the only thing heard as he runs through the halls, along with the name he continues to call out.

He's desperately looking for a sign while anger towards those who did this begins to fuel him. How could they have attacked these people? How could they have been so ruthless? It served no purpose, at least in his eyes it didn't.

That hatred growing inside of him suddenly disperses. The sight of Four on the ground, a puddle of red surrounding him makes everything just stop.

"Four...?" He expects a playful response, that this is nothing more than a joke. He doesn't get one. His steps are slow, vision only focusing on his motionless body. The ruler comes to a halt, the tip of his shoes barely touching the edge of this red puddle.

He's not sure what to do, what to say.

Anger overtakes him.

"I'll avenge you."

~...~

Shark wakes with a jolt, a hand going over to his chest. He can feel his heart pounding against it, a sharp pain coursing through him. His eyes feel watery, cheeks slightly damp. He's panicked, worried. Quattro isn't dead, is he? He can't be. Hadn't he seen (and avoided) him a few days ago? That doesn't matter. He has to see him again. Today. Now.

He makes himself look presentable, or tries to. His hands are shaking and he can't help but wonder how badly that dream shook him. Actually, this nightmare. Not all his dreams were pleasant, but this was the first that had affected him so badly when he woke up.

Normally, he'd find a way to think things through, find some reason before going out on his way. But the feeling is just too strong, the urge to see someone who might be lost forever. It's not a foreign one. He's felt like this before, when he had heard of what happened to his sister. Now he was feeling it over a dream version of Quattro.

I must be fucking pathetic.

That doesn't stop him from sending a text to said person he's worried about, asking to meet up with him. He nearly regrets it when he receives an overly friendly text back, saying that he'd be more than happy to meet with him. He's thankful to be alone as that message does calm him down. He received a response. He's alive.

Shark puts a hand to his head. It seemed silly to worry about him being alive or not. Of course he was alive. This was Quattro and they weren't in some past fantasy time. There wasn't anything to worry about. He wouldn't lose him.

I'm not going to lose him.

His brows furrow to that thought, but leaves it alone. It's time he make his way to their appointed spot, the riverside. As he makes his way there, he tries to make sense of everything so far. His dreams, his budding crush on Quattro, and what it could all mean. Sadly, he can't find an answer. He hadn't since he tried searching for one a while ago.

Quattro had gotten there before Shark. When his eyes land on the older male, he smiles, actually looking happy to see him. The sight causes a loud thump in his chest and he tells himself that he just imagined that.

"I never thought I'd get a morning text from you." He's already poking fun at him. For once, he doesn't mind it. Much.

"Don't phrase it like that," Shark grumbles. Part of him wants to reach out and touch him, just check to make sure he is living and breathing. The other half tells him that it's a stupid thing to do.

"Anyway, what was so urgent you needed to see me? I'm honored my little shark has decided to face me now."

"I'm not your little shark..." Shark lets out sigh, a hand rubbing the back of head as he looks elsewhere. But, his eyes eventually land on the taller teen, who is just standing there, hands on his hips and waiting for a response, something more than that comment.

"I just...wanted to see you." It's a quiet answer, but just loud enough for Quattro to hear.

He raises a brow. "After all this time of avoiding me, you finally want to see me?"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

"Why the change of heart?" Quattro asks, taking a step closer to him. He knows that doing so would cause the other to take a step back. He's surprised that he doesn't. "Did you miss your lucky number?"

"Shut it," he growls, glaring back at him for a moment. "I was just...never mind." He shakes his head. How was he about to tell him that he was worried about him? And thanks to some stupid dream to?

"And just when I thought I'd get some answers, you retreat back into your den." Quattro sighs. "Well, I'm glad this is one small improvement. Good to know you aren't completely avoiding me."

"I..." Shark looks down. He doesn't want to avoid him. They were...still friends. And he liked him, which was something he didn't want to admit nor say. He was annoying but good company, someone who could put up with him and vice versa. "I don't want to avoid you."

"Oh really? I find that hard to believe."

"I'm being serious, okay?" He can feel his cheeks heat up. "Look." He takes in a breath. "I'm sorry for being rude and avoiding you. I didn't mean to. I just..." There are too many feelings swimming in his chest. He doesn't want to lose him. Not again. Would he lose him like this? He doesn't know.

Too lost in his thoughts, trying to put together words, Shark is surprised to feel hands on his shoulders. He looks up to see Quattro right in front of him. His expression is a rare sight, he's not even sure if he's seen him like this before.

"You know you can tell me anything. We're...friends." It's such an odd word to say when considering their relationship. He had always hesitated when uttering the word, friend, to him. "And, I do like you, Shark."

Shark can feel his face going completely red to that. It sounded like a confession and even Quattro seems to realize that, his face also beginning to heat up.

"As a friend!" He adds, trying to recover from that. "You're one of the few- only one I can really call that..." His eyes glance away and it was easy to see how he was hoping for the other not to tease him about this.

His mind reels back for a moment, an image of Four replacing Quattro. The action is similar, a blushing face along with some confession, one that escapes him. He recalls Nash giving the other a kiss, a way to reassure him, to answer him. And somehow make his face even redder. It was a cute sight.

While he had recalled that scene, he wonders if he should do the same now. Would his reaction be the same? Wait, why is he even thinking about that? He shakes his head slightly, trying to get rid of the image in his mind. Doing that out of the blue would not end well.

"You sure about that?" Shark decides to challenge it, much to Quattro's dismay. He isn't sure why he's asking either. Maybe he did like him. Or maybe he was just being hopeful.

Quattro clicks his tongue, pulling a hand from his shoulder to have it grip onto Shark's chin. "What? Don't believe me? Or do you actually wish for me to claim to be head over heels for you?"

Yes, he did. But he doesn't answer, face only blushing while trying to keep a fighting look towards the other.

"You've always been a stubborn one," Quattro breathes out. "Even when you ruled the oceans."

Shark narrows his eyes to that comment. When had he ever ruled the oceans? Did he mean with his deck? He couldn't possibly mean anything else, could he? He wants to ask him what the hell he means by that. His mouth begins to open and he then feels lips being pressed against his own. His eyes going wide in surprise. Yet this moment seems so familiar. He had been cut off before by him, like this, hadn't he?

Rather than think on it, he finds himself kissing back, slowly putting his arms around the other male. He's wanted this for so long. It felt better than it did in those silly dreams. He didn't want this to stop. The same went for Quattro.

Eventually, the taller pulls back, taking in a breath. He wants to place his lips onto him once again, but hesitates for a moment. "You know you really did used to rule the oceans, a long time ago..."

The shorter locks eyes with his, still wondering what he could be getting at with that. Again, his thoughts went to his deck, but also to those nights when he was someone else.

Maybe those dreams weren't just dreams.

"This may sound ridiculous, but...does the name Nash mean anything to you?"

Maybe they were real.

~...~

Four slowly begins to put his arm around the ruler, before quickly pulling his body closer to his, forcing the other to sit on his lap. He likes it when they're like this. Nash would say otherwise, at least if they were around other people. But when they're alone, he doesn't fight it. He allows him to be affectionate, head resting against his. Four tries giving him light kisses against his neck in order to stir him up.

"Four." Nash uses a commanding tone, the other already knowing what that means. It's not time for anything intimate. So, he pouts.

"You're no fun today."

"I have to meet with my generals later. If you want fun you'll have to wait."

"Hmph." His pout stays, cheeks puffing up slightly. The prince only wanted to spend time with the ruler. He guessed that being like this was as best as it would be for now. He doesn't mind it.

There's an odd silence between the two. Normally it's filled with Four's chatter. Yet, this isn't an awkward silence, it's comforting. They can enjoy each other's presence in silence, surprisingly.

"Nash?"

"If you want something from me, it'll have to wait until later."

"No, it's not that." Four begins to move so that he can get a better look at Nash. "I wanted to ask you something."

"Like what?" He raises a brow, expecting this to be a silly question. He never asked the right things at the right times.

"Do you believe in reincarnation?" His question is random, but his tone of voice is serious. It confuses the other.

"Where is that coming from?"

"One of the monks came to the castle the other day and went on and on about it. I thought it was pretty stupid at first, but...do you think any of it is true?"

Nash shrugs slightly, relaxing against him. "Don't know. Never bothered to think about it."

"Me either. I'll leave that to the gods. Although..." A smile forms. "I wouldn't mind being reborn with you again. Next time, we can add a little tragedy to our scene. A prince of the sea and a prince of the land fall madly in love with each other, but are forced apart by family-"

Nash swiftly cuts him off with a kiss. He didn't need to hear his crazy fantasies. He imagined it was based off some romantic novel he had read recently. That manages to shut him up, thankful.

Silence fills the room again, but that doesn't last very long.

"I think if you were to be reborn, your name would be Shark. And you'd be a shark prince. Your sister can be a ice princess."

"Shut up."

#fantext;#yugioh zexal #hellshark #I hope I italicized everything that needed to be #its late and i don't wana double check #also wtf this got really long #probably longest one shot I've ever done end me

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