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see-arcane · 2 years
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Lucy, Mina, and Jonathan: The Childhood Friend Trio We Don’t Get to See
Because I saw your tag @marghen (and because I need little to no prompting on this)—yes, everyone should absolutely keep in mind that Lucy, Mina, and Jonathan have been friends since childhood. I can’t be bothered to harvest all the scraps of text, but it’s mentioned more than once that Lucy and Mina have been close since they were little girls, and Mr. Hawkins will later mention the fact that he’s known Jonathan and Mina since they were small. They were all wee little kids together, all each others’ closest social circle up through adolescence and young adulthood. And, if the manner of their writing is any indication, they’re still each others’ closest friends.
Things to picture for maximum sweetness (and hindsight pain):
- Mina was the bridging friend between Jonathan and Lucy. As canon has established, both Jonathan and Lucy have the sweetheart gene, and likely took to each other like two golden retrievers meeting for the first time.
- Mina, while still being the mini mom friend, is also the scary friend. She’s the one who goes out of her way to read/stay up late to overhear the ghost stories too menacing for little children’s ears. She absolutely recites them to Jonathan and Lucy. They are both too smitten with her to mention they will have nightmares afterwards.
- Sometime around age 6, Lucy announces that she has already made plans for their home someday. Also their wedding—they will need an especially wide chapel to fit everybody across the aisle, she’s decided. She draws out the situation on a big piece of butcher paper, illustrating little crayon Lucy holding Mina’s hand who is holding Jon’s hand. Lucy is also holding the hand of a stick figure with a question mark for a head. There are several such figures squashed in with the three of them, as placeholders for future people.
Lucy: “In case we need to get more married,” she explains. “We’ll need a very big house.”
- Jonathan causes more than one heart attack when he reveals himself as being part spider monkey. He once climbed a tree that was three floors tall to retrieve Mina’s hat that had blown up into the branches. Another time he climbed the outside of a house to get a stuck cat off the roof. He was 8.
- All three have individually fought for the others’ honor on separate occasions as they grew up. Insults and rumors varied, but generally had themes of implying unmanly weakness on Jonathan’s part, salacious man-stealing on Lucy’s part, and blindness to how foolish it is to let her man be friends with other women on Mina’s part. Rebuttals were always swift, venomous, and often required the insulted party frantically holding back their companions, lest the defensive duo commit something newsworthy against the mudslingers.
- Mina, hiding her left hand: “Lucy. You know that trip to Bournemouth Jonathan and I went on last week?”
Lucy, has been conspiring with Jonathan for the perfect setup for weeks, has been slowly dying with the effort Not to Blab: “Mmhmm?”
Mina: “He proposed to me there. In a graveyard.”
Lucy: “Oh, my!” :o
Mina, glowing: “It was at Mary Shelley’s grave.”
Lucy, turning mental cartwheels: “You don’t say!” :O
Mina, revealing a wedding band with gemstones set like a skull: “And just look at the ring!”
Lucy, straining with every fiber of her being not to break decorum by jumping on the café table and cheering at the sky: “It’s gorgeous, congratulations!” :D
Later, out of Mina’s earshot, everyone in a post celebration-wine buzz:
Jonathan, beaming: …
Lucy, shit-eating grin: …
Jonathan, for the 100th time: …She said y-
Lucy, also for the 100th time: Fuck yeah, she said yes!
(They have been doing this for half an hour. At the full hour mark Lucy is giving a thorough monologue about why she should be both Maid of Honor and Best (Wo)man, it’s only fair, really, she’s known them both longest/best than any of his law school fellows…)
((Jonathan is still nodding at her when he falls asleep and off the chair.))
(((Mina herds them both to bed, silently promising herself never to mention she’d caught on to their plans from day one)))
I don’t know, I just really think it’s vital to recall that these characters are all just barely grazing young adulthood as of the novel’s time, and their entire lives have been spent growing up with each other. Even if the romantic context weren’t there, this is a certified found family trio—we just don’t get the chance to see and appreciate it within the novel due to certain vampiric prick circumstances. 
Which is yet another strike against the bloodsucking bastard man. If it weren’t for Dracula, Jonathan would have gotten home on time and we’d have gotten a whole beach episode in Whitby with the three of them. Sigh.
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Can I send an idea you know there are multiple supreme beings of nazerick. Imagine of them has a wife(Not Ainz's wife). Imagine that wife looks baal zebul from bayonetta. I would love to headcanon that she works as a lounge singer IRL. Maybe she could be married to Albedo or Shaltear's (creator).
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Married to a Supreme Being | Yandere Overlord
That’s an interesting idea. That you are brought into the game without being actively a part of it. Your partner is the one who plays religiously and helps you boost your levels. When you arrive as your character you’re truly taken aback. Thinking it's more like an isekai anime you're pleasantly surprised to recognize the name of Ainz Ooal Gown:
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Peroncino
“I love H-games.”
“I know you do which is why I’ll dismiss the cleavage on my costume.”
When he started the guild he probably wasn’t seeing you seriously
As a friend or coworker
When he does get the ring on his finger though the guildmembers notice
And so do his creations 
When Ainz finally does find you he’s ecstatic but also worried
Shalltear on the other hand is on cloud 9
“Mother/Father! I’m so happy you are here! Did Peronchino-sama come with you?”
She’s hurt for a little while but she’s your sweet little guard dog
Granted you could hold your own she’d rather you never lift another finger again
Draining and devouring any human who so much as offends you
She’s a lot more hostile until she gets pets from you
And she’ll never stop bragging
“See? Ariska Peronchino-sama left his love to me because he trusts my power most.”
She pampers you to no end and with Ainz’s unexpressed permission
She’ll be in charge of your protection
By any means necessary
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Tabula Smaragdina
“Darling you’ll wear the leather harness right?”
“Darling~You’re microphone is on….”
“...Will you?”
He doesn’t speak about you too openly 
But his close friends, the entirety of Nazarick know he’s snagged someone
The lore he writes is so detailed and convoluted that there are a few lines that reference you 
Ainz would never know that when he brings you to Albedo and Nigredo they’d have such a visceral connection
“(Y/n)-sama!? To think I’d have you here is a miracle! (Y/n) if I may, there’s so much I have to ask you! ”
“My…my….my creator’s significant other…your greatness!”
Albedo is quite open about her pride in you 
Bragging with a blush on her face as she returned from a conversation over tea
She adores that you’ll encourage her newfound obsession with Ainz
“And he squeezed me!”
“Oh my so forward! I think you're a shoo-in for the first wife! Even my darling Tabula wasn’t so forward with me.”
“No way!?”
“Yes, I had to take quite a few advances myself.”
“How romantic!”
And Nigredo
Oh Nigredo
She’s honored you came to Frozen Realm just to see her 
Let her rest her head on your lap as you brush through her hair
“Nigredo, you’re as beautiful as the day Tabula made you.”
“Oh, my supreme!”
“You may call my name Nigredo. I’d feel outcasted as an extension of your creator.”
“Do not harken my insolence to your grace. I’m grateful to be gazed upon by you.”
Both will protect you with a veracity that rivals their typical bloodlust
Ainz may be leading them but you are their creator’s prized partner 
You’re the closest thing to their dear Tabula, they both promise to never let you go again
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livewithyura · 3 months
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you may have just written the perfect smut….. So you have inspired me: Dating Tekken 6/blood vangance Jin Sfw and Nsfw headcanons
Tekken 6 Jin x Fem Reader! Headcanon ! ✦( sfw/nsfw )
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Pairing : Tekken 6 Jin/Fem reader .
Warning : MINOR DNI , NSFW.
Answer : OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH! I was embarrassed by myself while writing smut , thank you for that words! That's a hard request since Tekken 6 Jin is a TOTAL JERK! But I also think he has that 'twisted' kindness in him since he's born to be a Kazama child! Hope you enjoy anon , I'm not that expert in writing and I tried so hard to keep him in character. I hope I done your request nicely .
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ REQUEST OPEN! [ ALL TEKKEN CHARACTERS ]
Information about request : Sorry! I will try to do it faster! I have a history exam in next week so just put it in my inbox I will make sure to make it. But don't worry I will try to do one or 2 in a day . I just organize my time for my writing so you guys can still request! Btw all of the request are so good! probably will make it!
SFW !
Jin's love language's totally 'act of service' . He's not good at paraphrasing his own words . He also believes that actions speak louder than words . You always find yourself receiving a bouquet of flower and Your comfort food at your own table . He will also write 'it reminded me of you' on a sticky notes .
He's a frickin CEO of a big military company , he must be rich asf but he never admit it . He always hands you his black card as casually as if he were giving you a piece of paper. He also will spoil you too much . He will bring you to a lavish restaurant and shopping trip just to spoils you .
You receive a gifts almost everyday . Expensive jewelry , a big ass teddy bear , flowers .
Yes, at one point, you mentioned your love for reading books, and he went ahead and bought the book café just for you.. "You know the book café from street 191?" "Yes...wait...DON'T TELL ME YOU JUST--" "It's yours now" "EH WHY?" "Princess , I tell you It's yours now . Don't let me repeat myself"
You can order a coffee or other beverages for free and read a latest popular book in there .
He will also act like he's busy with work . But thinking the fact you will go alone is much WORSE .
"Jin...I thought you have a business call?" "the meeting wrapped up early , I kinda bored so I'm here to be with you . Please appreciate my effort as I willingly to join your stupid shopping spree" Meanwhile his inner monologue : [I hurried over as soon as possible because I care about you, damn it.
"Stupid shopping spree..? If you don't want to be here then it's okay? I don't ask you to be here , you can rest" "For you [Y/N], I would rather be bored 'here' than being alone without you"
More textual evidence that shows he's actually care for you Whenever you're leaving his side while choosing clothes, he goes into a frenzy trying to find you. "Please search for [Y/N]," he immediately instructs his bodyguard to locate you.
"I'm right here dude" "god dammit [Y/N]" after that , you will make fun of him .
Yes , you're his pet . But whenever you're mad or hurt he will switch up and be your pet . "Do you want anything princess?" "Are you sick? You don't eat the dessert that I bought for you , tell me what's wrong?" He will positioned himself below you whenever you're sick or mad at him .
This man would prefer to endure an awkward conversation with you than be separated from you.
He always invite you to his office whenever you're free . "So..Jin..what do you want?" "Just stay"
He rent a penthouse just for you two to hangout , the penthouse symbolize the sense of comfort in himself . He becomes incredibly open about himself when he's in that penthouse with you.
He will have a shower with you , sitting in the bath up and caresses your body/hair/face "Even when you're being incredibly annoying....I still love...I will always come back to you.." He said that while stroking your wet hair .
He will put you into bed , "Can we just spend the entire night..with you on top of me...princess?"
Also , he will picks you up with his motorcycle . "Hop on , princess. I will take you far away from here...if you don't mind?" He will leave a slight smirk while looking at you . "So evil" That's the words that entertain him .
NSFW ! [ MINOR DNI ]
He's dominant , he want to be on top of you , bullying your sweet little cunt with his huge cock . He always remind you , your place when he's in charge . "Who do you belong to , princess?" "You"
He enjoys public sex but not too much , he still want a privacy . He loves the fact that you try to not make noise while his cock bury in your tight little cunt . He loves to fuck you in his office and um his HELICOPTER . [ whenever he's alone , he ask Nina to leave him with you in his helicopter ]
He also don't care when he's on the phone , He will fuck your pussy anyways . "This is Jin" He picks up the phone while his dick's still inside of you continue to fuck while he discussing his business with Nina or Eddy .
"Where's your panties , sweet little thing? My sweet princess really want to cum in my private helicopter hm?" He said that while circling your clits while his hand firmly grasps your chin.
He loves to see you playing with yourself , he bought a toy just for you to play with it . Watching you fucking yourself with his toy that he bought for you just send him into paradise . "Yes princess , cum for me" he said that while his eyes ogling your body .
Whenever you're not with him , he will make you wear a vibrator . You think it's hot so you just agree with it until you clit is swollen and wet because of it . Finally you face him in his office "Lift up your skirt , princess " He will remove it if you're not comfortable with it . He will apologize seeing your pussy being wet because of the vibrator . "Sorry princess , how was your day?"
He loves to place you on his lap , make you riding his lap while he bounce you on his leg . "Say the magic words princess"
Then he will make you hop on his cock .
Oh this man love spanking you but only when you're disobeying him . "Count for me princess" then he start to spank your ass while your entire body on his lap . "I don't know this spanking session can make your cunt this wet , princess"
He don't like to breed you or cum inside you .
Instead , he will cum on your face . "Ah...Such a messy princess"
★ Written by @livewithyura Why you want to copy this crap? I also take inspiration from my fav romance novel . You can reblog and share !
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miharuki · 7 months
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🌟I have perfect request for you… I would like a Fierce Deity Link! BEN Drowned with Hylia! Goddess! Female Y/N🌟 (I love this so much, have a wonderful day/night!💜)
For this request, let's do a few things. Let's say that you are not Zelda, or a reincarnation of Hylia or Zelda (who is a reincarnation of Hylia), but the Hylia herself. Here are some headcanons and a mini story (if you like it, I might be able to turn it into a series).
Remembering that my English is not perfect, I feel a lot :v Also, I only did the fierce deity link one because I missed the Ben drowned one, so I'm sorry too
Your wish is an order!
𝕱𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖊 𝕯𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖞 𝕷𝖎𝖓𝖐 𝖂𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝕳𝖞𝖑𝖎𝖆! 𝕲𝖔𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖘! 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗
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Fierce Deity Link:
—being the deity himself, Fierce would have a greater respect for you, let's say he respects you more than any other deity.
—I believe Fierce would be somewhat doubtful if you wanted to have a relationship with him. He would be questioning why, like, "She is literally a goddess, one of the creators of this land I'm standing on!! And she simply wants to go out with me?!"
—but let's say Fierce is also a deity, he would also be wondering why you would be dating someone like him when there are better options (it's not insecurity, just doubt). Something like, "She is the freaking creator of this land and she wants to go out with me, me? I'm not even at the feet of a goddess like her."
—A softie, I believe he would be as affectionate as possible, trying to make you feel comfortable in some way. He would also prioritize your safety, even if you know how to fight (let's say you do), he would still protect you and be concerned, even if you are stronger than him (because you're a goddess XD).
—The type of attentive person, for sure. Let's say you're telling a story about something that happened, he'll be listening to every detail. If you ask if you're talking too much, he'll say something like, "Your voice is too precious, I'd feel like trash if I didn't adore listening to you every second you speak," all with that sexy look and a gentle smile.
—Speaking of sexy... I believe Fierce is the kind of person who would take things slow, if you know what I mean. He doesn't want to hurt you, he just wants you to feel good. He finds your body stunning, in his words, "There's nothing to fear, angel, your body is a paradise to look at," all with a husky voice.
—I believe he's a waist man, so at any moment, he might come up from behind and grab you by the waist, just to rest his chin on your head.
—In terms of height, I believe he's quite tall, and when I say tall, I mean really tall. So, he kind of loves that you're smaller compared to him, of course, with the respect that you're practically a goddess, but he just finds your height adorable and won't accept any complaints about it.
—I imagine him picking you up by the waist and lifting you to his head, for you to sit and for him to feel his head between your thighs, nothing sexual, just adorable.
"You had me worried!" said the armored man as he held your shoulders, shaking them in despair. "I told you I'd be fine, you don't need to worry," you replied."But your safety is so important to me, what would I do if I lost you?" he says, sighing as he stood up and removed his hands from your shoulders, looking down. "You know I can very well protect you," you reply.
"Yes, I know, but you also know I'm strong enough to protect myself, that was nothing," you say as you approach the boy.
"Even so, I still don't like knowing that you could get hurt at any moment... it's just..." He can't finish the sentence, hugging you as he puts his head on your neck, taking a deep breath.
"Just be careful next time, please," he says, letting go, making you smile as you run your hand down his back, returning the hug.
"I will."
"I love you," he says as he steps back, looking into your eyes while placing a hand on your cheek, smiling as his cheeks turn pink.
"I love you too, Fierce," you reply.
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azulysiann · 1 year
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Hi hi! Can I request for Luxiem where they play horror games with the reader?
✧✧You ask and you shall receive ✧✧
Main pairing: Luxiem x Reader/you (separately)
Au: none
Genre: Fluff (slight crack)
Type: [HEADCANONS], One shot, or Series
Characters: Vox Akuma, Ike Eveland, Shu Yamino, Mysta Rias, Luca Kaneshiro, Reader
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Luxiem playing horror game with You.
✧VOX AKUMA ✧
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The sweet voice demon. We know that vox like playing horror games, and he also likes spending time with you! So why not combined them together?
Vox LOVES spending time with you, either cooking, cuddling or just laying around.
You two were quite bored and had nothing to do, when vox suddenly got an idea.
"Dearest? I have a suggestion."
"oh? What is it Vox?"
"You said the other day that you wanted to learn how to play FNAF? Right?"
"ah yes, why is that?"
Why don't I teach you now? Since both have us have a lot of free time."
You agreed and so the (pain and suffering) game begun!
Both of you went to his set up and started laying the game, he was teaching you how to do play (such a gentleman) but ofc it's not Vox Akuma without the teasing.
So be prepared cause this man would tease you over the littlest thing. When a jumpscare suddenly happened and you screamed on the top of your lungs, hu just laughed at you while you were panicking.(ofc he still helped you by giving some hints.)
While yes he is a tease and you screaming your lungs out may not be the best, both of you still had great time. I'd say that's a great way to spend time with someone: 8/10
✧IKE EVELAND ✧
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Ah the sweet novelist, Ike ofc is very familiar with horror games he plays them(ofc his a stream for fucks sake) you knew this.
Ike love spending with you, you also love that. So here you are trying out the new horror game that you suggested both of you play.
You were sitting on his lap as both of you try to clear a certain level. Let's see how this plays:
"WAIT! I SEE HIM I SEE HIM IKE!! MOVE!"
"ÄLSKLING IM TRYING BUT HIS TOO FAST!"
"HOW TF IS HE RUNNING SO FUCKING FAST!"
"I DONT KNOW??!!"
Well safe to say y'all have the time of your life(even tho your throats hurt in the end)
The neighbors almost called the cops because of how loud you two are, but you managed to tell them that no there is no murder in your house.
You both are loud but it was fun because both of you managed to spend some great and fun quality time together if I do say so myself:8.5/10
✧SHU YAMINO ✧
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Ah the calm and collected sorcerer, Shu I'd say is a great partner for playing horror games!
He is a great shupport for you, and that's why you suggested both of you play this game together to spend time and maybe try to get shu to scream (you didn't heard that from me)
Anywho both of you were on you computer and started playing, but seems like the both of you don't have a clue how your throat will hurt after this huh:
"SHU! HELP MEEEEE!!"
"I'm upstairs babe!"
"HOW TF ARE YOU CALM??!"
"BABE! They are behind you!"
"AHHH-"
Quite chaotic I'd say..
But both of you managed to get all of the endings with the cost of 😱 screaming and almost losing you sanity because of the game.
After the game you couldn't sleep because still being haunted by the man that was chasing you for 5 mins.
So both of you just decided to have an all nighters to forget it eventually?: 9.5/10.
✧MYSTA RIAS ✧
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I can already smell the chaos both of you will do-
Moving that a side *ahem" Mysta Rias would be the perfect panther if you have strong ears because screaming will be almost there every second-
Anyways both you and Mysta were figuring out what to play, when he suddenly brought the idea to play Vox suggested.
So now here both of you are screaming on the top of your lungs as you tried to escape the murder chasing mysta -
"BABE! HELP ME!! HIS CHASINGS ME! WAIT WHAT TF?!"
"IM SORRY MYSTA YOU HAVE TO WAIT A FEW MINUTES IM TRYING TO FIND THE DOOR!! AHH-!"
"NONONONO! HIS RIGHT BEHIND MEEEE!"
"YOU CAN HANDLE IT MYSTA-!"
Now that's chaos
It took guys about 5 and 1/2 hours to finally finish the game because both of you keep losing all of your life.
Super load but fun as you both rest in your bed chilling around like both of you were not screaming like your being murdered- :10/10 very beautiful chaos.
✧LUCA KANESHIRO ✧
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Ah the pog boss, sweet sweet Luca.
Luca would be a fun partner in a horror game! He would cheer you on while both of you tried to finish the game(even when his dead-).
You both played multiple horror and non-horror games in the past, so both of you decide to try a new one testing if both of you are brave enough and to see who screamed first.
Lets just say both of you screamed almost the same time-
"LUCA I LOVE YOU BUT PLEASE DONT DIE I CANT FINISH THIS ONE ON MY OWN!"
"YOU CAN DO IT!!"
" LUCA PLEASE LOOK BEHIND YOU THEY ARE ALMOST THERE!!"
"OH SHOOT- WAITWAITWAIT PLEASE-"
Really interesting I'd say.
In the end you guys finished hald of the game since your throat was hurting and you didn't want to lose your voice.
And Luca too he was worried for you and your voice so both of you just sat down and played some Mario kart to pass time.
(And to see who's better at playing) Anyways overall very fun!: 8.3/10
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A/n: another request done! Hope you enjoy! This was fun to write. (Apologies it's short)
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dracocheesecake · 11 months
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Oh I just wanted to ask if you have any platonic! Kai x reader headcanons with dynamic like big guy protects smol creature and maybe being a father figure to them?
Actually yes! Warning, though: Kai isn't exactly a great person.
Father-Figure!Kai x Reader Headcanons:
Why are you so smol and weak? It's not worth taking your chi, really. It would be like eating celery: you burn more than you get out of it.
Someway, somehow, though, for whatever reason, Kai can't seem to get rid of you. At first it seems that you keep on running into each other, and then Kai starts cracking a slight joke or two, full of self-satisfaction. "Alright, I refuse to believe it's destiny at this point: you just have to be stalking me. What, are you a fan or something?"
Then this eventually progresses until you somehow bump into him again, and Kai gets so fed up that he just decides to take you along for the ride with him- supposedly, until he decides just what to do with you.
Kai, of course, in the midst of this rash decision, forgot that you are very mortal and still require things like rest stops, food, warmth, sleep, etc.- Transporting you around isn't exactly like carting around luggage. Kai gets annoyed when you point this out to him, but does (reluctantly) provide for you- while claiming that he's just getting you stronger so he can take your chi later.
He's actually a decent cook, but don't ever critique him. "What? I haven't done this in 500 years, I'm a little rusty. Besides, if you were really hungry, you'd eat anything put in front of you without complaint. Eat or starve."
However, as time wears on, you notice Kai starts being a little less harsh on you. His occasional sardonic remarks become somewhat more playful, and sometimes are punctuated by him rubbing his knuckles against the top of your head in a manner one could almost call...dare I say...affectionate?
You find Kai making you little gifts: a cloak to keep you warm ("It won't be on my head if you freeze to death, at least.") A blade of your very own ("You're weak and small. You need some sort of protection. What? Did you think I was going to follow you around to play bodyguard forever?"), etc.
Kai will also start training you a little as well. It seems harsh and unforgiving to you at first, almost to the point of being cruel- but when you complain to Kai he laughs in your face. "Harsh? You call this harsh? You have no idea how easy I'm being on you. You should have seen how I trained my soldiers!"
*Sarcastic gasp* "You moved me at least half a centimeter! What an improvement!...Nah, fifty push-ups. Now."
When you actually start improving, he actually praises you- though at first it's more as if he's praising his own abilities as a mentor- but you can tell he's actually proud of you, how much you've managed to accomplish in such a short time.
However, if you do somehow manage to run into trouble, Kai is there in an instant- he's not letting anything happen to you, even if you can supposedly handle yourself. If you ask him about it, he just shrugs and says that if anyone's going to take your life, it's going to be him.
Kai also yells at you whenever there's the slightest chance you'll get hurt; the louder he yells, though, the more it shows he cares- he might accidently let a few words slip, such as "Do you have any idea how worried I was?! Do that again, and I'll throw you off a cliff myself! Maybe I should turn you into an amulet after all, and keep you out of trouble!"
Kai grumbles under his breath, calling you an idiot, all while he patches you up with more gentleness than you thought him capable of.
Also expect him to carry you around alot. You have tiny legs and it's faster and easier. Sometimes, though, Kai will scare you by running as fast as he can on all fours, laughing while you scream at him to stop, clinging to his fur for dear life.
Seriously Kai loves messing with you. He calls it his prime source of entertainment. At first his teasing and jokes at you are cruel and dark in nature, and often at your expense; but steadily they start turning more light-hearted, and even get a laugh or two out of you (which makes him smile- but you didn't see it).
Basically Kai doesn't want to outwardly admit that you've grown on whatever little shred of heart he thought had long withered away in his chest. Over time, he's almost come to see you as the child he'd never had the time to have.
When he finally does take your chi, he wears your amulet around his neck, close to his heart. It was hard- harder than he would admit, even to himself- but in his mind, it had to be done: at least this way, he tells himself, he won't lose you.
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one-vivid-judgment · 1 month
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I'm not sure if you have a character request limit but I couldn't help myself with the fluff! Could we get some headcanons on how the following characters would propose?: Yamai, Eiji, Ebina, Tomi, and Sawashiro? Thank you in advance! 💚
Oh brother, I'm sensitive af bc pre-period hormones do be hitting like that and the cuteness of it all actually made me tear up 😭😭
Yutaka Yamai
See, normally that wouldn’t be his thing. Either you propose or he’s most likely not gonna do it himself. Last time he tried to follow his heart and do something for someone he was in love with, he was framed for murder and had to flee to Hawaii, for fuck’s sake! If you proposed though, he would say yes 100%.
In the very odd case that he took the initiative and proposed though, it’s gonna take him so much mental preparation beforehand. It’s gonna be nothing fancy; no out in public, no expensive restaurants, no one but you and him. Probably at home, doing something so mundane as watching a movie while he hugs you from the back so it’s harder for you to make eye contact.
It’s one of the only times that you can think of that he’s had trouble getting the words out. His confession won’t be anything too fancy either; he’s gonna go straight to the point and tell you how it is. He loves you, he wants to be with no one else and wants you in his life forever, so... Would you marry him?
Eiji Mitamura
A fucking wreck of a guy. Cause first of all, in his head, after everything he’s done and after serving his time, there is no way you’d want to marry him, even if he is trying to change. Of all the people in the world, why would you pick the guy who was willing to hurt a child, manipulated and blackmailed a woman, faked a disability to garner sympathy and has endured public humiliation ever since? Sure, you saw something in him (though he doesn’t know what, exactly), but you wouldn’t be willing to go that far, would you?
You know he’s got something eating him up, but he brushes it off whenever you ask him. So, you just let him sort out his thoughts himself and come to you when he feels ready. It’s not easy though, because you know he’s beating himself up over something that probably is fucking ridiculous.
Well, no, it wasn’t fucking ridiculous after all: he wanted to fucking propose, but didn’t know how. It’s super simple, and could barely even qualify as a proper proposal; he didn’t buy a ring, he didn’t get down on one knee, he just totally broke down over dinner one night when you asked if he was okay and he told you everything. He loves you, he wants to be with you forever, but how realistic is that? With all the baggage he has, why would you want to be with him over someone more... less like him? Of course, he would love it if you said yes, but... you don't have to feel forced to accept, or anything! You’d probably have to kiss him to make him shut up and then say your piece.
Masataka Ebina
Pulls out all the stops to the point that you can see him coming a mile away. Not that he cares—only the best of the best for you, obvious as he may make it look. If you outright ask him if he has something planned for tonight though, he’ll just smile it off and say, “Why don’t you mind your own business for now, huh sweetheart?”
Kind of a stereotypical, picture-perfect proposal when you think about it. Fancy restaurant, people around to watch, the ring with the fattest diamond he could find at the jewelry shop. You bet there are also candles and expensive wine, and of course he is going to pay for the meal, so order to your heart’s content.
Probably prepared a whole fancy speech as well. Absolutely no shame to spout all that in public whatsoever either—he can tell you are going to say yes regardless of how he confesses, he’s kind of a cocky son of a bitch in that regard, but he wanted to make it extra special for you anyway. Besides, you gotta give these people a good show, right?
Eric Tomizawa
This guy proposed once, yeah. But seriously, do you think he has any idea whatsoever on how to do it a second time? It’s like his brain short-circuits and suddenly Tomi.exe has stopped working. You ask him how he proposed to Marie? Oh, he remembers it all down to the last detail. But he’s not about to do the same thing for you. He’s not so lame that he will reuse a whole proposal.
You can kinda tell he’s plotting something behind your back. He gets startled and denies it very vehemently when you ask if there is something wrong. So vehemently, in fact, that you can tell he’s lying. He is not a very convincing liar to begin with, but the way he scratches at the back of his neck and his laugh gets all high-pitched is pretty telltale.
All-out, public proposals are not his thing, so no fancy restaurants in his agenda. He will, however, take you out on a date first, then offer to go for some ice cream, then a walk down at Aloha Beach to finish off. Pretty sunset, nice weather, and then he’s down on one knee. Sure, the ring is nothing fancy, but it’s all he could afford with his taxi driver income, and it is pretty regardless. He’s all nervous and stumbles on his words a few times, but that just makes it a more 'Tomi' proposal.
Jo Sawashiro
You thought Yamai was closed off? Try this guy. First off, he thinks he’s too old to be getting married at this point. Then again, he really does love the feeling you bring to him—it’s an inner peace he’s never felt before, and why lie... it makes him feel good. But honestly, how do you propose at this stage of life? He never even proposed to Ikumi, they only lived together, so it’s not like he has previous experience to go off of.
It’s very likely that it won’t be a proposal per se. You’ll just be lying down in bed after making love one night, and when he thinks you are sleeping, he’ll kinda... blurt it out. A simple enough “God, I want to marry you”. He gets soft after making love (not just fucking, but when it’s deliberately softer, more gentle) like that, sentimental even.
As it turns out, you were not asleep. You kinda scare the shit out of him when your eyes pop open right after he says that. It’s late at night, but really, you’re gonna have to talk things through right now or else, he’ll just go back to his closed-off self in the morning and pretend it never happened out of embarrassment. You want to marry him too, no matter what he’s done or how old he thinks he is for it. He can buy you the cheapest ring at the shop, or no ring at all, and you would still want to marry him.
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rindouheart · 1 year
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Ok- I saw your stuff and I couldn’t believe you only had three things hshsjjdb
Do you mind an enemies to lovers type thing with pink haired sonic and the hedgehog dude? (Aka. Chigiri and Barou lmao) The reason they beef can be anything you want-
If you’re taking anons- I wanna be 👺 anon pls and ty, it’s ok if you aren’t too lol
CHIGIRI and BAROU + enemies to lovers!
content. just them arguing with the reader (slight sad in chigiri’s part) + gender neutral pronouns used | small scenarios + some hcs
author’s note. hi babe! I’d love to have an anon! believe it or not, but in like 3 years on tumblr no one has ever asked it to me <3 however, i hope you like these headcanons!
(i made them extra long to excuse myself for the long waiting, please forgive me :( )
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CHIGIRI HYOMA
you were friends at first, but then the whole injury thing happened.
“why would you give up? a lot of famous players have had injuries in the past, but they still managed to come back! why would you throw your dream in the trash bin like that?”
“you’ve never understood me, then”
after expressing your opinion on why he shouldn’t give up on his dream while he can still play, you started arguing for everything.
it was heartbreaking to see: you, his best friend since childhood, being treated like a complete stranger.
even more heartbreaking was the fact that you liked him and you couldn’t stand the way he was giving up on his lifetime dream.
chigiri absolutely hates you when you’re right.
you started to avoid him and he started to avoid you. it was a mutual thing.
he actually hoped for you to come back, because he realised he acted like a baby.
however, he hasn’t even seen you for months.
chigiri fucked up, completely.
you meet again at a café (unplanned, you’re still not sure how to behave towards him)
“oh, y/n, hi” he mutters with his coffee in hand.
“what do you want?” it wasn’t supposed to come off that harsh, however, chigiri’s face changes expression.
“nothing” he wants to slap himself.
“do you have a minute?” you ask, sitting at a table in the corner “we have to talk and you know what i’m about to say, i guess”
he sits down and huffs.
“i’m kinda tired. we were best friends before the injury thing, and now we look like we spoke once in our lives” you say, keeping your voice as low as possible “your behaviour is annoying”
he knows you’re right, so he just murmurs a “i’m sorry”
you keep up talking “i was really upset when you told me those horrible things. i felt betrayed”
chigiri wasn’t expecting it to be this bad. he totally fucked up.
“I’ll get straight to the point, i had and probably still have feelings for you, but i don’t know if i should follow my heart or my brain right now, because you acted like a bitch with me”
oof, OOF.
“i am very sorry, y/n. i don’t know what i was thinking when i said that. i was too scared of hurting myself again and i almost gave up on my dream. it was stupid, i know you were right, but i didn’t want to accept it”
you breathe in deeply. “i accept your excuses, i’m sorry too. i shouldn’t have pushed that conversation that far”
“but you were right. during my time in blue lock, one of my friends told me the same things you told me back then. i realised that i was the one at fault.”
you nod “i’m happy you will continue to follow your dream. i’m sure you’ll be successful”
chigiri gives you a soft smile, making your heart melt.
“so we’re friends again” you say.
“actually… staying without you all this time was hard” he confesses.
“so you’re asking me…”
“yes, i’m asking that”
he laughs when he sees you blushing.
“i have a couple of days off, what do you think about going on a serious date before i go back to blue lock?”
“i’d love that”
BAROU SHOEI
this bitch
when he accepted to move into a new apartment for university he was prepared for anything, he thought.
you’re his polar opposite: messy, loud, extrovert, creative. the living copy of phoebe buffay.
“why are your clothes on my side of the room? is it that difficult to put your things in your side?” and he points the coloured tape that divides the floor in two halves.
(it was your idea to put it down, so he wouldn’t argue with you)
“the space on my floor was finished, i took a bit of yours”
this man is about to jump from the window.
you actually find his exaggerate reactions absolutely funny.
you leave your stuff around the house on purpose, just to see him getting mad.
barou, in reality, loves cleaning, so he is actually satisfied when everything is back to its place.
however, he is quite unreadable, and you think he hates you for the mess you always leave inside the apartment.
suddenly, one of your friends asks if you want a room near your university.
obviously, living closer to your department is better than living where you’re now, since public transport is often crowded or late.
when you leave he’s in paradise.
or at least he thought.
despite the first few days, barou actually misses your mess.
his days are pretty empty without picking up your stuff and cleaning your shared room.
he thought he hated you for that, but he loved cleaning your bedroom.
and that’s why he calls you after a couple of weeks “can you come back, please?”
you’re astonished. why would he want you to move back to his apartment? is he the same person that got mad every time you left something out of place?
“why?”
“well… I…”
is the king barou admitting his feelings?!
he misses you a lot.
“i miss your mess, now i’m always bored after studying, i have nothing to clean up”
“wait” you say, trying to connect the dots “i thought you hated me for my messiness?”
“i thought i hated you too”
“thanks?? how should i answer to that?”
“with a <<yes, I’ll move back to your apartment>>” he laughs
“okay then”
HE DID IT!
now you’re back in the same flat!
for now, he isn’t going to tell you that he appreciates your presence this much, but i can confirm that he’s down bad.
“you’re the only person whose mess isn’t a problem for me”
he might be a king on the football field, but we still need to work on love declarations.
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majorbaby · 1 year
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i think when considering Margaret and her much lauded 'character development' it's less about her developing from a bad person to a good person, but from a narrative device, as she was in MASH 1970, to a three-dimensional character. the former isn't inherently poor writing.
this happened deliberately as the show shifted from satirical plotlines that emphasized the moral bankruptcy of the systems that prop up the war machine to a show about how being in the war wore on the characters individually and changed them as people.
season 4 and onward focus more on individual character drama, highlighting the flaws and virtues of each character, their interiority, their changing relationships with one another and brings in their relationships with offscreen characters - most infamously, Peg and Erin Hunnicutt but also Dr. Pierce Senior, Radar's mother and uncle who eventually passes and Honoria Winchester. Even minor characters get at least one episode that focuses on some offscreen relationship, Mulcahy's sister Kathy and Klinger wife/ex-wife Laverne.
maybe with the (blessed) exception of Frank Burns, I think the function of all the characters changes from 1-3 to 4-11 as the show made this shift.
Trapper is a lancer. we get some glimpses into there being more to him, in Kim and Check-Up - but most of what we see is him performing a specific function, propping up Hawkeye, who in turn props up the messaging of the show. I would have loved to see Trapper's interiority explored more in the later years but I'm not mad about it missing in 1-3 - it's not about him getting "more", he got plenty in terms of what he was created to do. him having 'conflict' with Hawkeye isn't something that would've ever occurred to the writers at that time and you would never hear trapper say something like 'i can't divide myself emotionally' he doesn't have enough of an emotional self to divide.
when it comes to Hawkeye, in 1-3 i think the details of his life beyond what we see of him on screen are extraneous. hence the inconsistencies with his backstory, his sister, his mother, him being form vermont - this stuff just didn't matter back then. focusing on it now can be fun if you're trying to explore the character in fanwork, but the reason Hawkeye's sister (who i've affectioned named 'benjamina pierce') disappears is because they weren't really thinking too hard about her in the first place, you're not supposed to remember her and so the show assumes you won't.
Hawkeye writes home to his father but we don't learn a whole lot about Daniel Pierce at the time, he's only there for Hawkeye to narrate to, that doesn't mean Hawkeye doesn't love him, it's just that the writers don't intend for you to focus on their relationship until at least The Late Captain Pierce.
Other major developments wrt to Daniel happen much later on: he is retconned into being a doctor in the later years when the show wants to care about developing those details of Hawkeye's life and in season 10 we get Sons and Bowlers.
Hawkeye gets a little more character stuff than the rest of the cast because he's the protagonist but there's still a marked shift between 3 and 4, starting with his emotionally charged personal drama re: Trapper - before that, he does have moments where he emotes but it's always to fulfill the show's anti-establishment messaging: Yankee Doodle Doctor, Carry on Hawkeye and yes, even Dr. Pierce and Mr. Hyde. again, that doesn't mean we can't diagnose him with a laundry list of issues based on that episode when constructing headcanons but his mental state alone can't be divorced from the messaging at this point. "why does he do these things?" asks Henry at the end of Pierce/Hyde, and Trapper replies not that Hawkeye is damaged or hurting or broken (even though he may be all these things) but with the show's central thesis "he took this oath never to stand by and watch people die" - his breakdown directly ties back to the show's criticism of state violence. compare to Bless You Hawkeye, which might've taken place anywhere whenever Hawkeye smelled mouldy pond water.
so if even Hawkeye is more of a device than a character in the early years, what can we say for Margaret?
the Margaret character does her job. the hypocrisy of "fighting for peace" is paralleled perfectly in her relationship with Frank. these are two people who claim to be god-fearing, well-to-do, conservative Americans, but they engage in the same vices as Trapper and Hawkeye: drinking, promiscuity and scheming and worse, Frank and Margaret look down on others for it.
i get why people want something 'more' (really, something 'else) from Margaret and I'm glad we did eventually get that because it was sorely needed, but tbh i adore early Margaret and i think it's a little silly to call her a 'bad person' or 'underdeveloped' - she's just a villain clocking in.
similarly i don't think we're meant to reflect on Hawkeye/Trapper/Henry's philandering as assessments of their character so much as they are clear statements on traditionalism and sexual liberty. you can personally dislike whatever you want in a character but i think the context of the show airing in 1972 when attitudes towards sex, particularly female pleasure, were starting to finally loosen, is relevant.
some people want character drama from MASH and that's their preference, but character drama isn't inherently 'deeper' or 'more complex' than satire. on the contrary some of the writing is so technically strong in the early years, the jokes on-the-ball, the witty criticisms of American foreign policy and the traditional values that uphold it buried within objectively hilarious episodes like Tuttle (where they create 'the perfect American man' except that he's not real and make fools out of ranking officers while they're at it)... I'd argue that that's highly complex.
i don't see the point in getting hung up on the morals of a character who clearly intended to be a villain when judging whether or not they're a 'good' character or not. calling her 'flat' when they're all somewhat 'flat' because the show is not trying to get you overly invested in their personal lives seems unfair to me. same can be said for comparisons of Frank and Charles which are critical of Frank. or my most beloathed criticism: of Henry for being an 'incompetent CO' - that is a feature, not a bug.
criticisms of 'flat' characters in general are definitely valid, but imo only when those characters exist alongside nuanced characters who have rich interiority. since Margaret exists alongside Trapper and Frank, I don't think that critique is valid here. she actually gets a few solid moments where we get the sense that there may be more to her, in Aid Station and Carry On Hawkeye. compare that to episodes that frame her as being entirely sympathetic when she's been a terror to people she holds structural power over: The Nurses or the Birthday Girls - both good episodes in general, but it's another kind of flatness to present a character as being wholly sympathetic when they've turned around and done the very same thing that was done to them to others. just something to consider about how making Margaret 'more nuanced' actually glossed over some of her interesting complexities.
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maybe-i-need-a-hug · 1 year
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I started to write this post almost a month ago, but some bad stuff happened and I was… really not okay. But I'm getting better, kind of, so here are some (a bit angsty) night thoughts for you.
I share the fandom headcanon that Jason's father was not, you know, exactly the "father of the year" type. So, when Jason and Salim start to live together (because, as we all know, that's how the game ended, that's canon, right?), Jason sometimes becomes… overprotective of Zain.
He doesn't even realize that. It's just small things. Taking the blame for the glass that Zain accidentally broke. Trying to convince Salim that in Zain's age it's totally normal to come home late and a bit drunk, even if Salim is understanding and not actually angry. Stressing out when Salim and Zain argue, even if they both mean it as a joke. Stuff like that.
Jason doesn't realize that's the thing. Salim and Zain do.
"You know I love my son, right?" Salim asks one night.
"Yeah, I noticed,” Jason chuckles. “You've said that, like, a million times in the first hour after I met you."
"And you know I will never hurt him."
"Yeah, you'll probably hurt yourself first. Why?"
“You seem to… protect him from me.”
“What?"
Salim can see that Jason genuinely doesn't understand what it's all about. Salim tells him about all those small moments, about his obvious nervousness — and Jason is visibly embarrassed.
"Do you want to… talk about it?" Salim says.
"I'd rather not."
"Okay. And it is fine, you know. It is kind of cute."
"Fuck off," Jason grumbles, rolling his eyes.
Salim just smiles and changes the subject.
It's Jason who brings it up again in a couple of days.
"About… me being overprotective."
"Yes?"
"I wanted to make it clear… it's not about you being a bad dad or anything. It's just…"
There's a long pause as he is trying to find the words. Salim is waiting patiently.
"I had a fucked-up childhood, alright?" Jason says finally. "And my father… I mean, he meant well, I guess, but I do still have a couple of scars. And… well," it gets really hard for him to say that, "I guess, l myself wanted to be… protected. And, I guess, it'll stick with me for the rest of my fucking life."
He stares at his hands as if it's the most interesting thing in the world. Salim doesn't interrupt.
"And about Zain, it's… what's the clever word, projecting or something? I'm projecting this stuff on him, probably. I mean, I don't know shit about psychology, but that's the thing, right? It's just… not easy to stay chill when you two start arguing. Even if I know that it's really alright."
He sighs as if it was physically hard for him to say. He seems relieved that it is finally put into words.
"So, yeah. You're a great dad, and Zain is far better than I was at his age. And I'll try not to do that shit you told me about. Sorry."
It's Salim now who is trying to find the words. Jason never really mentioned his childhood; Salim did not expect this.
Salim could never understand how it is possible for a father not to love his own kid. Salim is not an ideal dad, of course; but it feels impossible for him to hurt Zain. Even to think about hurting him.
"I did not know about your father," he says as calmly as he can, even if something inside him is furious. "I will try not to raise my voice when you are around."
"No, that's… fine." Jason shrugs. "You don't have to. I mean, it's your family, your rules, you are both fine with that, and I'm just intruding."
"Jason."
"Yeah."
"You are a part of the family too. Have you not noticed?"
Jason mumbles something unintelligible and moves closer on the couch. Salim puts his hand around Jason's shoulders.
"I love you," he says. "And Zain thinks of you as the cool dad. Or, at least, the cool big brother."
"Yeah, that's all I lived for," Jason grumbles sarcastically.
He is smiling — he just can't help it.
It's all going to be okay.
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risustravelogue · 1 year
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You, and Only You
Summary:
Hope is the light at the end of the tunnel.
Featuring:
Tighnari (brief appearance), Alhaitham, Chubby Depressed!Reader
Tone:
Angst... with a happy ending. :)
Note:
An expansion of the second part of this headcanon. Second (impromptu) submission for @haithamuse's birthday collab. Enjoy getting hurt! 💚 CW: Depression, thoughts of self-hate, self-worth issues, emotional detachment, depersonalization. Heavy self-insert.
🔗 AO3 | masterlist 🔗
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That fateful day, you met up with him at the café to talk. He sat across you and held your hand.
“What is it you want to talk about?” he asked.
You gulped. Deep breaths. It’s okay, he’s my boyfriend. He’ll understand.
“I went to talk with a psychiatrist,” you began. “She said I have clinical depression.”
“Ah,” he sighed.
He lowered his gaze. You could swear you heard him whisper, perfect timing.
He turned to look back at you with a sickeningly sweet smile as he withdrew his hand from yours.
“Then, I’m ending this. Us, I mean.”
Your body went numb. “What?”
“Yes, well. I’ve long since suspected something like that was going on.”
You could almost hear the cracking sound of your heart breaking.
“And I am not dealing with it.”
Crash.
“I intend to end this sooner or later anyway.”
Burn.
You asked him why. “Why are you doing this?” “Did I do something wrong?” “Can I salvage this?” Just please, please don’t leave me—
You asked him even though you already knew the answer. He’s grown sick of me.
In the end, he left you with lots of excuses but never an apology.
You figured it was because you deserved nothing of the sort.
For no one owes the songless bird a chance to sing.
You woke up to someone knocking on the door. A familiar voice called your name several times.
“It’s Tighnari. You haven’t gone out of your room for two days.”
A pause.
“I’m worried about you. May I come in?”
You put the blanket over your head.
“Go away, Nari.”
A sob.
“You shouldn’t talk to a piece of shit like me.”
A muffled hiss.
“You are not a piece of shit.”
Another sob.
“Then tell me, what should I call myself? I’m a defect and no one—”
A choking sound.
“No one will ever love me.”
The sound of the door opening. Footsteps approaching. A dip on the bed. The light brush of a tail on your feet and a hand on your shoulder.
“Don’t say that, please. You’re my dear friend. I love you, and nothing will ever change that. Not even your diagnosis.”
The bed sprung back up.
“I’ll help you pack your things, all right? I’m bringing you to Gandharva Ville, and I’m not taking no for an answer.”
You burst into tears again. Only the sound of your sobs and the shuffling of your clothes getting packed filled the room. Tighnari held your hand all the way to the carriage that brought you to Gandharva Ville, then shifted to patting your back along the way. A week off was the best he could help you get on such short notice—but that short week held your life together for the months ahead.
You’d been taking medication for several months. They had desirable effects, that much you didn’t deny. They fixed your sleep schedule, and the pain in your chest has numbed considerably.
But you knew that no medication could fill the emptiness in your heart.
“Why don’t you try joining a book club?” Tighnari had said. “You’ve always loved books, and the shared interests would make it easier for you to blend in.”
So here you were, in front of a house not far from the Akademiya. Some people were conversing just outside, and they invited you in when you asked about the book club.
You spotted a familiar gray head amongst the people sitting in the living room when you stepped inside.
… Alhaitham?
You felt chills all over your skin as he turned his gaze your way. Your lips parted when his eyes widened in recognition. You held your breath as he got up from his seat and walked toward you with restrained haste, a small smile forming on his lips.
“Hi,” he said.
His voice. I’ve almost forgotten his voice.
Your eyes felt hot as you held yourself back from embracing him there and then.
“Hi,” you squeaked.
You gulped down words you could never tell him. I’ve been missing you.
You clenched your fists to ground yourself. No, no. Do not even dare to hope. You will never accept me.
Your mind screamed words—words you could never let out because I am not worthy of you.
Words you could never say because you deserve the best, not a defect like me.
Your mind went blank, your breath hitched, because I’ve been missing you for so long, and I want your arms to wrap around me, for you to say you’ve been missing me too.
But you’re not mine, and you will never be.
Your eyes grew hotter, but you forced your lips to form a smile anyway.
“Long time no see,” your voice said.
“So that’s… yeah. That’s my update.”
A shiver rippled through every inch of your skin as Alhaitham took your hand into his and squeezed. His usually-sharp eyes looked deep into yours with a mellow gaze.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that.” He squeezed your hand harder. “I should’ve—”
He shook his head.
“No. Never mind,” he said. He gave you a small smile as his fingers fiddled with yours, eliciting a blush from you. “Would you like me to slowly end his career or something?”
You grinned. You are such a softie. “No need,” you said. Thank you. “He’s not worth it.”
He hummed. “If you say so.”
You couldn’t help but notice that he always had his hands on you for the rest of the book club meet-up.
His soft, warm lips. The same lips you’d been daydreaming of for years, the same lips you’d kissed a thousand times in your mind, were pressing gently against your own lips, against you.
“I love you,” he declared softly, a tender smile on his lips. It’s that smile. “I’ve been in love with you since we were classmates.”
You felt tears start welling up in your eyes. “That long? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You already had a boyfriend when I realized my feelings for you. I’m sorry. I should’ve investigated more instead of just giving up and staying away.”
You felt your chest clenching. No, don’t be sorry. You didn’t wrong me.
You leaned forward to place a light kiss on his lips. If this is a dream, I hope it never ends. He pulled back in surprise.
You chuckled at his reaction. “It’s okay. Thank you.”
You let your tears roll down your cheeks as he gathered you into his arms, pressing your temple onto his sculpted chest.
“You’re never a waste of my time. I said I love you, and I mean it.”
He placed a kiss on your lips.
“I don’t mind that you’re chubby, or rather sickly, or prone to insecurities because of an illness you never wanted.”
Another kiss. He pulled away after a while, his half-lidded verdant eyes looking straight into yours. He smiled.
“I’ll always be there for you because I love you, and that’s final.”
“You are the love of my life, and I want you by my side for the rest of my days. Will you marry me?”
You let out an unceremonious sob.
“You still need to ask? I’m already yours, forever.”
“I, Alhaitham, take you as my wife.”
“And I…” You say your name with a shaky breath. “I take you as my husband.” 
You put your arms around his neck as his hands find their way to your waist, pulling your body against his. He chuckles as he dips in to kiss your lips. The sound of your heartbeat is so loud, it drowns the small crowd’s cheers and sobs.
“You are perfect, my love,” he whispers. An evergreen smile blooms on his lips. “Until death do us part—no, until the end of time, I will always, always love you, and only you.”
You pull him into another kiss, savoring his warmth like there’s no tomorrow.
“And I, you.”
A bird’s song pierces through the cool morning air.
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desertfangs · 2 months
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For Daniel!
18. Do you prefer to see this character suffer or know peace? Angst or comfort? Both?
28. Do you get defensive about this character? If yes, then why?
18. Do you prefer to see this character suffer or know peace? Angst or comfort? Both?
Oof that's hard. Because in my heart, I prefer Daniel to be comfortable and comforted by those he loves. I want him to be happy. He's earned it. (They all have!)
And while I usually write fluffy or happy endings, I usually have to put him through the ringer a little bit first. (I love the hurt/comfort trope a lot.) Fluff and silly stuff is fun, but think it's really interesting what characters do in hard situations and how they manage to get out of them or what will make them open up and actually say the things they need to say to others, etc. So while I don't like seeing Daniel suffer, I do enjoy reading and writing fics where he's not having a good time and seeing how it plays out and what he does about it. Sometimes it doesn't end happily, and that's okay, too. Sometimes things don't.
But in my heart, he is often comfortable in bed with Armand or Marius (or both) and making the other person watch ridiculous YouTube videos about miniatures.
28. Do you get defensive about this character? If yes, then why?
No....? Maybe occasionally? I mean, I think in fandom one always sees takes or headcanons or ideas about characters that make you stop and go "Wait, what?" But I've really made an effort to train myself to go Huh, that's interesting take, I wonder why they think that? instead of knee-jerking to the "Wow, that's dumb" side of things. And I mean, let's be honest, sometimes you just Do Not See It and that's fine! We don't all have to have the same carbon-copy idea of these guys in our heads. (I'm sure plenty of people have the same reaction to many of my takes and headcanons, and that is also fine!)
With Daniel especially, we're not really given anything about his family life or backstory before the interview and even after he's a vampire, there are enough gaps in his story to fill a strip mall. So everyone is just extrapolating their ideas about him from what we're given based on their own ideas and experiences, and that's going to create a lot of variation. Which is fun!! We're not all gonna come to the same conclusions, and that makes things interesting.
I've been in this fandom for a long time and I've loved Daniel for a long time, so I have a lot of ideas about him built up in my head. I've had to reconcile new canon information with my mental image of him a few times over and that always caused some growing pains ('Oh he's mad now??? And building model trains? That's not mad!') And sometimes someone's take where at first I'm like "Huh, never thought about it that way" becomes my favorite new headcanon.
So in short, like... no? I certainly try not to be. And even if I don't jive with a take about Daniel, it doesn't hurt me for someone else to have it, you know?
Thank you so much for the ask!
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popawritter12 · 1 month
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That Hwei fic was so good, I litteraly can't get yandere Hwei out of my mind now 😭😭 Mind doing some more, whether it be headcanons or one shot? 🥹🙏
Author's note: Since you asked me based on Hwei's one-shot, I'm going to make its "sequel."
Also, I want to clarify that; To the other two anons who requested their respective things, give me some time, I'm a little "slowed down" due to certain personal issues <3
Love y'all
Yandere! Hwei x Fem! Reader
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Yandere Character: Hwei
From the videogame/serie/movie/manga/anime: League Of Legends
Case: kidnapping, restraints, drugs, very light NSFW, allusion to deaths
Part: 2 of 2
Part 1 here!
Finished: Yes
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This wasn't supposed to happen, she wasn't supposed to have found out about all this…, he wasn't supposed to have talked about it, in fact, she shouldn't have even gone through all this.
However, it ended up happening, and now she was there, tied to a chair and babbling cries and pleas that at this point only made my heart ache.
Do you know what was the worst? That it was my fault, I was the only one to blame for this situation, the fact that she was now trying to get out of it, but he refused to listen to her, he refused to even accept her pleas.
And then she resorted to talking to me, she tried to convince me that this is wrong, that all this was just a rotten desire, something so horrendous that it consumed me, and that it was going to consume her, that it was all a simple manipulation of Jhin, and that she could free me from these chains, that she could free me from this sick love.
And it hurt me, it hurt me to think that she thought so badly of me, that she thought of me as lovesick, as someone who was being consumed by some kind of vortex, it wasn't until I came to myself that I realized. that, in fact, there was no other way out of this situation
The vegetables stirring in the clay plate, and the spoon permanently crashing against the clay, the sound of the collision between both materials made me remember in great detail the first time I saw her, the feeling that seeing someone so eccentric caused me when she passed through the door of the temple, and the nerves that the mere fact of seeing her in the eyes provoked in me.
I still have the vivid image of her on the first day; A smile adorned her face, her fingers played with each other constantly, and the old cloth bag with the sounds of metals colliding together was an image that was always in my mind. Every time she returned to that memory, I completely forgot the horror in her eyes, the fear she shows me now.
For a long time, I thought there might be a comeback, I thought that if I untied her and let her go, she would forgive me, she would show me that she was going to lead me down the same path.
But I no longer see a return, now I did not see a return; This path that I had taken, all this… all this love, absolutely everything that torments my mind, I could not eliminate it, not even if I expressed it in so many paintings, not even if I vent it in Jhin or in someone else, I did not find any place for me that received with the same love with which she received every smile she gave me. Now she just had to find a way to accept that fate, to accept the love I have for her.
I knew that sooner or later all this was going to end like this, more so due to the fact that I had never known this feeling in my life.
But seeing her I was certain that we were destined for each other.
This is why I do this, this is all the reason why I still want to be with her.
But everything had to be a little crooked.
I placed the clay plate on the silver tray, and then I noticed it. A crystal glass sits next to the bowl, and I stare at it for countless seconds, trying to figure out whose hand it was that had placed it.
—I'm glad to see you haven't freed her yet —Jhin mentions —, it's just a matter of time before she gets used to it.
He settled down against the counter, and noticed the strange color in the water; small bubbles emerge from the bottom, but there was nothing there. I thought, for a moment, that it was carbonated water, however, it didn't fit how Jhin is, it didn't fit the idea that… he didn't care about her.
—Tell me, have you already thrown away the dried paint? —He questioned me.
I let out a sigh.
—What did you put in the water?
It was a simple question, but one that presented a danger to me. It was obvious that she wasn't going to notice this, it was obvious that he could poison her, drug her, harm her… How I supposed trust Jhin? or obviously doubt on someone like him?
—You did not answer my question.
—I'm not interested in throwing away the dried paint —I responded, huffing —, now, what did you put in the water?"
Jhin kept his cynicism in that smile plastered on his face.
—One thing.
—What thing? —I ask again, more angry.
—A wonderful thing.
—Why the fuck are you playing this shit now? —I ask, my frown clashing against his playful gaze
—Why don't you ask the color?
I sighed heavily, setting the water down on the table.
—What color?
—White. —he responded to me.
My hand tightened on the glass.
—And…? —He asked, playfully.
Roughly, I threw the water on the floor. I sighed heavily, wishing I could throw away the dried paint again. Even if he had already thrown it away.
—What texture? —I questioned him, raising an eyebrow.
—Dusty.
His smile spread, almost looking like a jester.
—Seriously, you are an idiot.
I had to go out to get more water, and as I progressed, more dried paint crossed the wooden box, escaping from the lock and through small poorly carved edges of the wood, denoting on the carpenter's poor work.
Apparently, the paint cans want to get out of the drawer.
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It was obvious that, far from what he expected, the glass of water still looked strange. I thought it was just me, so I just gasped, before knocking on the door three times.
—Sweetheart? I can pass?
I tried not to sound so sweet, but damn, it was complicated. It was extremely difficult not to be nice to someone like her; someone so sweet, so beautiful, so….
—Yeah.
Her voice sounded so soft, like the breath of a panting cat.
I grabbed the doorknob, before gently turning it to open the door. The mechanism inside the knob let me through, and I was able to open the door.
I Maneuver to enter. Seeing her, I only allowed myself to smile. As if the heaviness under my eyes finally disappeared, and energy returned to my hunched body.
—How are you, sweetheart? Did you like the painting I did for you?
I arrange the tray on the nightstand, the double bed squeaking softly as she sits on the mattress; her back nestled between large pillows and stuffed animals.
—It's… cute. —She responds, before arranging her wrists against the pillow she placed on her lap.
She was wearing a white dress, which covered her shoulders and reached her knees. The soft fabric rested against her delicate skin, and I could tell that, in her eyes that she was about to fall asleep.
—I'm glad you liked it—My smile spread, before leaving the tray on the pillow located in her lap.
She didn't respond, just staring at the plate of food. I hear her stomach make a sound, almost in protest.
—Do you want me to let go of the rope? —I asked, before moving my hands away from her.
—Yes. —she replied, her tone vaguely her own.
I couldn't stop thinking about how pretty she was in my eyes; Her eyes, tired and longing for sleep, only awakened that desire to take her in my arms, snuggle her against me and sleep next to her for countless days.
—Now I will release the ties, let me know if I hurt you too much, okay?
She nodded, her vacant gaze meeting my eyes. Just touching her arm made me feel that same nervousness that I had that day, that day when all this started, and what marked the beginning of our path together.
When I released the rope, I noticed the purple color that was present on her skin; Imagining the pain in her wrist, I just wanted to heal her, but now she needed to eat.
—Is Jhin still outside? —She asked me.
As I finished releasing her other arm, I just looked at her again.
—H-He just came to look for some materials for the temple… nothing special. —I responded, babbling for no reason.
—Oh, well… —She responds, before placing her hands on the pillow.
She sighs, as if her body is seeking a relaxation of the ropes.
While the spoon settled in her fingers, she looked at the steam emanating from the bowl. She was silent for a few seconds, and as she sat me next to her, I could feel uneasy.
—Lately I've seen you very… sick, so today you have soup and tomorrow I'll serve you your favorite food, do you agree? —I offer, tilting my head a little so she can see me.
At this, she simply nodded.
—How are my parents? —She asks me.
I blink a couple of times before I remember it.
They sobbed a lot that day; Her mother came to the temple threatening that she would kill anyone who refused to tell her where her little girl was.
Although her husband stopped her, she treated everyone in the temple badly, in her desperate look there were only hints of hatred and hope, hope of knowing that she was going to find her little girl safe and sound.
It was obvious that, when she approached me, I would think that she was going to treat me badly, or even try to strangle me.
But, that did not happen; She barely approached me, she just took my hand.
“Oh, you're Hwei, right?” she began “My daughter always spoke well of you to me, she said you were one of the few she called a friend these months.”
And she…she hugged me.
She collapsed into my arms, as if she were seeking comfort—or if she wanted to share her grief with me—to which I only responded by returning the hug.
“She always said that she felt that you understood her, and she greatly admired the paintings you made,” she sobbed, tears staining my shoulder and my clothes, “she loved you so much…, she even said that she considered inviting you to come to our house to paint together…”
A weight added to my heart, suppressing all that lack of emotion that I put up as a façade, and I felt like I was going to collapse too.
I never felt so foolishly humiliated as that day, and for my part, I only cried with her, but for different reasons…
—They… aren't feeling very well, but they told me a lot of things when they entered the temple… —I sighed, as if I hadn't come back to myself.
But a hand against mine stopped me from continuing to think, a hand that could have brought me back to this earthly plane.
—Hwei… What was in the water? —She asked, panting rapidly.
I almost immediately looked at her again, and noticed that she had taken the tray out of her lap, and was now on her knees, on the bed, exchanging glances with me.
— (Name), darling… —I whispered, taking her face in my hands.
I felt my heart pound against my chest, and the weight of my chest grew stronger.
—Forgive me, my love, forgive me… —I begged, pressing my face against his, —.., what hurts you? Are you okay? Do you feel dizzy? Can you see well?"
I couldn't even continue asking, why she took my hands, before roughly pushing me against the wood that separated the bed from the wall.
—I feel different. —She mentioned, before resting her forehead against mine.
—D-don't worry, just lie down and I'll take care of…
And her lips pressed against mine. Her kiss drowned me, and even more so when her hands met my wrists, pushing roughly against the wood.
I stammered uselessly at this, but she only responded by tightening her grip on my wrists.
At one point I just left myself, the taste of her lips and the domination and power that she had over me only caused my heart to move wildly in my chest, and generated heat in my body.
—No, stop… I-I can't do this when you're this bad… —I complained, trying to fight her.
But she never let herself to being weak, deepening her kiss in such a way that I could only accept it, that I couldn't fight someone who could manipulate my mind in such a way that my body weakened, and that I couldn't allow myself to fight her.
I REALLY LIKED HOW THIS ONE LOOKED OUT.
IT TOOK A LONG BUT HERE IT IS. AND IT'S BEAUTIFUL.
ALSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,
If this thing get like 100 notes, I do the part 3 but with the NSFW ;)
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fluffalpenguin · 10 months
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@arcvmonth day 24: the manga
oh man oh MAN it's vj day!!!!!
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it's pretty funny how all my gifs are mostly yuri-centered huh
Under the cut:
revisiting my review of the manga from last year
Headcanons and fic/comic ideas
rambling about an old WIP
small playlist! (with write-ups!)
First of all, here's the 3,000 words analysis/blog thing I wrote last year when I first finished it.
One and a half years later, I still largely agree with it! There's some headcanons I wrote in there that I completely forgot about, lol, so I'm glad past me posted it somewhere for current me to relieve it again! (The rants were also kind of funny to re-read too)
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Next, headcanons!
Lately, I found myself wondering about Yuto and Yuri's outfits; specifically-
...Why are they walking around Maiami with dramatic red/black capes?
After some time in the kitchen, I decided that when Yuya was younger, he was really into good versus evil roles when rehearsing his dueltainment lines. And who else better to serve as his practice opponents than his two brothers who aren't off busy making rounds at the stadium on a D-Wheel?
Tying his own fluffy, white towel around his shoulders, Yuya throws a nearby black blanket to Yuto. The oldest is initially a little embarrassed about the notion, but no one can ever say no to the baby of the Sakaki family, can they? (He'll just have to live the shame down from the twins later on... They barely even respect him as they are right now, anyway) In the middle of the duel, Yuri walks in onto the two of them after having finished his homework (or tweaking his deck). He raises an eyebrow at Yuto's appearance, but gets the gist of the situation when he sees their duel disks activated and Yuya standing on top of the sofa in a similar attire. As Yuto steals Yuya's schtick and becomes a tomato, Yuri pouts about being left out and quickly leaves to hunt for something that will allow him to join the fun. When the duel ends, Yuto passes the baton to Yuri. As he watches the two rattle off silly, goofy lines like, I will destroy the planet, the universe, all the worlds! and, Never! I'll stop you, fiend!, Yuto sighs in relief. At least Yuya now has Yuri to LARP with. Maybe Yugo would volunteer too, once he returned from driving practice and hears about it. Though, he'd likely ask to play the part of the hero himself. Anyway, Yuto's already almost in middle school; he's getting a little too old to play with costumes now. Then afterwards, at dinner, with an angelic smile Yuya says, "Yuuto, can we play like that again sometime? You look so cool with a cape!"
Yuri on the other hand, always had a tendency for the melodramatic, his own personal spin of the theatrics he's seen from his dad! Deep down he really loves playing the villain.
(This was meant to be a short description but I couldn't help putting some fic-like sentences in there tehe also yes that's a reference to the conversation between Yuya and G.O.D./Eve)
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(warning: angst ahead)
Another headcanon I have that I want to write/draw something for is that in the postcanon where Reiji, Yuya, Isaac and Ren travel through space and time together, Yuya has moments where he falters to his grief.
He's used to his brothers commenting and nagging him on almost anything and everything (A midnight snack? Think about your complexion, Yuya!) and his world is suddenly a lot more quiet. In his hurt, he starts to avoid Ren, not wanting to be reminded of what he's lost (He doesn't feel good about it).
Eventually Reiji intervenes and Yuya opens up a little. He's been unable to properly let himself grief for his brothers. All he wants to say is that he misses them.
But he doesn't feel like he has the right to do so, having being the one to seal their fates by personally destroying the one method of bringing them back to life. He doesn't regret his decision of course, but he's unable to stop himself from feeling this way too.
It has a happy ending; Reiji convinces Yuya to talk to Ren. Yuya shares stories about Yugo at Ren's request, making the both of them laugh. Yuya realises that there are other methods of bringing back people to life, too, even if only momentarily.
But it is enough.
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Misc hcs:
Yuya's charisma and attitude is a combination of his three brothers fawning over his cuteness from birth and Yuya being so star-struck with Yusho's performances he attempted to replicate the movements ever since he could walk.
Being the oldest, Yuto feels a sense of responsibility for his brothers and pledged to take care of them in place of his always-missing parents. However, he oft times finds himself not having to do much because Yugo and Yuri are so determined to win over Yuya's heart (and be proclaimed 'favourite brother') that they also make sure to set a good example for the youngest when possible. This causes Yuto a little bit of an identity crisis (/j it's just for fun) until he settles into his role as the househusband cook.
"All of us... are connected by... the arc of destiny!"
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Reiji and Yuya are supposed to be silhouetted by their fathers, so Yuzu is meant to seem like she's looking at Yuya, but is in fact looking at Yusho. I also think VJ Yuto should be allowed to smile more!
This drawing is meant to be my love letter to the manga as a whole, and ESPECIALLY the last duel between Reiji and Yuya. I talked about it a whole ton in the review linked above already, so go check that out if you haven't!!
I was really happy with the composition when I first made this, especially with Sora/Ren/Isaac Versus the Yus mirroring their duels! (Well, okay, I know Isaac didn't duel Yuto but.... just give this to me)
Anyway I really wanted a fun and positive energy for it! Every month I think about returning to this but I get slightly demotivated when I realise I have *zero* colour references for both Ren and Isaac... Please send in your headcanons...
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Last but not least, last month I got brain worms for another animatic/hand-drawn MV for Eve's Fight Song! I'll never ever have to time to go back to it, but I wanted to take the chance to talk about other songs that make me ill when I think about them with the manga.
1. Myth & Roid - TRAGEDY:ETERNITY
Don’t give me an eternity Even if that’s all I can believe Press pause on the flow of time In the shadow of the blink of an eye I don’t wanna fall into a sleep ‘Cause now you are my remedy Now knocking on, knocking on, knocking on my brain Even for the temptation of a nightmare Fate demands a costly reparation for its fare
Translated lyrics mostly from lyrical-nonsense, but I made some changes for better rhyming and flow yahoo!! This song is what I imagine the OP would be in my dreams when it received an anime adaptation, I've always dreamed of making my own animatic to it!!
Not just the chorus, but the ENTIRE SONG (pleeeease go take a look at the lyrics) feels like it's made for the manga please please go take a look
2. MYTH & ROID - -to the future days
I cast my wishes to the future days If we can meet on the other side of eternity… I cast my wishes to the future days What should we talk about first? Sadness and even joy will, eventually Will sleep together That's the way life is If such a world could be granted Would nobody feel hurt anymore?
Yeah I like M&R quite a bit, how'd you know
If T:E was the hypothetical OP, this is my pick for the ED theme, like AAAAAAAA for me it encompasses the yu's story so so so so so so so well, though
And:
Both despair and also life come to end eventually Take this future into your hands and let it run its course Spin it ’round…… The hands on the clock spin around Like flowers, petals falling and fluttering Once we blossom, we dissipate in the moment THE BRIDGE THE BRIDGE THE LYRICS ARGHHHHHHHH This is definitely for me, the moment when the three yus start to fade during Yuya's battle with Eve, their last conversation they have with yuya..... *lies onto the ground in a pile of misery*
Rest of the lyrics HERE shoves it into your face
3. MAISONdes - Tokyo Shandy Rendezvous
It's no joke, no it's not! Tokyo Shandy Rendezvous Even when the time comes nothing will come of it Vague truths only become melancholy Come on and snatch me away now, take on me!
This is a fun one, when I watched the PV and in the chorus Lum was spinning I instantly went wow what if that was Phantom.. and then the lyrics bared their claws and sunk them into my brain and hasn't really let go since
Unlike the above two songs, not all of the lyrics are a perfect match, of course, but I adore how in general the whimsical yet lonely nature of the song feels like it fits Phantom so well!
4. Eve - Fight Song
As the night still refuses to end, let’s dream
Last but not least the song I posted the above storyboard for! CSM fans (as well as Eve fans, lol) are probably already familiar with the song, and full lyrics here, though like the song above, only parts of the song (particularly the chorus) really resonated with the vj brainworms in my head lol Even for me, y’know Let’s make a break for the future Towards the verge of death like we pray for A boy that gave his word Today, just like back then As if there’s no more future ahead
Sigh.... Yuto, Yugo, Yuri................ Just let out your voice Let’s take it easy We don’t even know common sense, so we know the world through wise eyes These overflowing feelings, behold Greet me with an applause
I love the first half a lot, I can easily imagine Yuya saying it to the other three... and of course, the latter, from him to the world! (or perhaps even G.O.D...)
As always thanks for reading GOODBYE I GOTTA GO DRAW SOME ARC-V OCS
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Patrick Hockstetter Headcanons with Ballina Reader.
This Headcanons/Story contains thens of
Abuse
Vilont behavior
Language
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• Patrick will make you keep you late for your class,
*Y/N I have to go Patrick*
*Patrick Fine I'll be waiting Doll face*
• Patrick is very fascinated be your dance routines he asks you to dance for him he finds it interesting.
• He likes to pick out your outfits for your classes he likes to see you in Pink or RED.
• Patrick will NOT let you near Henry or the others in the grupe, and thay all know that and Patrick has threatened you to not talk to them.
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• One night Patrick was heading to your house as he usually does, Patrick would always sneak into your window he loves seeing you scared face when he scares you, when he closed your bedroom window. He heard the living room t.v on he knew it wasn't your parents thay were out of town, as he was slowly walking to the living room he heard Y/N giggling then he heard a voice *That Sounds Like HENNRY, why is he here i told him to never come near Y/N* Patrick thought. As Patrick stepped into the living room he reached for his lighter in his pocket, *HENNRY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE* Hennry and Y/N look at Patrick Henry with a surprised look and Y/N she had fear all witten all over her face. *Hay Hockstetter no need to yell i saw Y/N walking from her class and I had belch give her a ride home and- hennry stopped talking and looked at Y/N and he saw she had tears in her eyes then Hennry stepped in front of her.*And Hockstetter i invited myself in is that a problem* hennry walked closer toward Patrick * YES IT IS This is why I don't let you or Belch or Victor especially you Bowers NEER HER* Patrick shuved Hennry out of the way and went toward Y/N he grabbed her wrist tightly and pulled her toward her room*Patrick that hurts Patrick le- Patrick turned around and SLAPED Y/N then he forced her into her bedroom. Patrick went back into the living to talk to Hennry. *DID YOU TOUCH HER* NO I DIDN'T
*DID SHE TOU*
*HOCKSTETTER IF I WANTED TO TOUCH, KISS OR TAKE Y/N FOR MYSELF I WOULD HVE DONE IT BY NOW*
Henry then walked out of Y/N'S house and walked off.
Patrick close the door and locked it he went to Y/N's room and opened the door hes saw the fear in her eyes as he closed the door he had the most horrifying face she had ever seen.
Punishment Time Doll Face
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mareenavee · 9 months
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For the Asks to Spread Love, pick and answer 3 that you haven't been asked already! 🧡
Hello again, bri!! Thanks for sending more of these for me! I've really enjoyed catching up on them and thinking through these today!
Fandom Positivity asks from this game here.
10. A popular character you actually really like and why.
I do like me some rare characters most of all lol. My perspective is a bit biased because I love the ones I love and I don't mind if they aren't "popular" per se. (:
LOL -- The obvious answer is Teldryn, right? But I'm gonna talk about
💫Neloth 💫
instead.
I think he's popular to dunk on because he's been a very big pain in the ass in the games for centuries to everyone who will listen to him. I mean, since the events of Morrowind at minimum. (:
Why do I like him? Because of how he's been written by myself and a few friends -- namely @thana-topsy, @paraparadigm (TOOTHPICK!), and @thequeenofthewinter.
I love to see how other people take this character and run with what we're given in text ESPECIALLY considering how ridiculous he is to deal with and his general attitude toward other living things.
For myself, where I write him as a long term friend of Nerevarine!Teldryn Sero, I love to use his character as an opportunity to talk about the struggle of redemption. How does one redeem themselves from a lifetime of difficult choices made to fit into a specific perception? Does this perception eventually end up becoming a core facet of who you are as a person? If that is the case, can you change? Are the consequences of your choices enough to make you irredeemable? Further, can you forgive yourself if change does not come easily or if you return to old behaviors much too easily?
He's a complicated one, I think, especially by the events of Skyrim. He's not exactly estranged from the rest of House Telvanni, but the connection is tenuous and fraught as the House is still, apparently, recovering from the Red Year. In Morrowind it was very much the opposite. There's gotta be a kind of grief to this shift under the uncaring, hyperfocused exterior.
He's annoying, yes, but very interesting to me, and so he's in my fic. And he's actually a huge part of the latter half of the book.
11. Recommend a fic with an unusual/original headcanon or characterisation that you loved.
OH I'm SHOUTING OUT @changelingsandothernonsense's Danger!JOSH (aka Nerevarine Teldryn Sero)'s Nerevar-as-a-parasite situation in Serious Mistakes.
This angry spirit, more or less, lives in the ring and speaks into Teldryn's BRAIN and sometimes drives the entire car, so to speak and I've never ever read anything like it, holy shit. I'm a beta reader for this particular project and I literally cannot yell about it enough.
It's a novelization of the Teldryn Serious mod which was already intriguing, but AH. MY GOODNESS the Nerevar situation.
Let me show you. From chapter 4:
Aren’t you meant to be looking for something? “Oh, you’re still here?” Teldryn rasped, as if saying it out aloud mattered here. You should be thanking me. Teldryn grunted in annoyance, he had a point, he hated it when he was right. His mouth was dry. He wanted to stay where he was. Sleep. You can’t stay here! Get up! Teldryn groaned. Right again – the tide was coming in, if he didn’t find what he was looking for now, then it would be gone by morning. He needed his keys. Was there an Argonian on the beach? He couldn’t remember. His head hurt. He pinched the bridge of his nose, it did little to relieve the pressure. He always overdid it on the magicka, and now he was nauseous.
It's fucking cool, isn't it? (:
19. Give kudos to someone who leaves great comments.
OH GLADLY. Here's where I shout out @polypolymorph!!!
Okay so I could pick out a bunch of comments -- or novel-length responses. Each comment turns into an opportunity for a conversation and I'm always beside myself to hear back from her.
But right now, I'm still grinning ear to ear over, you guessed it. Eyestalks. Eye. Stalks.
(on this project here.)
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