#you're amazing and I hope you have the kind of magical day an amazing person like you deserves

[mariclerc]

A late teenage dream☆ | CL16

Summary: In where you confess to Charles that he is your first love ever and how much that embarrasses you.

Warning: Nothing, just fluff Charles and him being lovely and patient as always.

Author note: Hi guys! I had thought a lot about writing this, because I think that many of us will feel identified with this topic, I personally feel very identified and I ended up crying like a dumbass. I hope you like it!

It was a fairly quiet night, you were lying in bed a little sleepy with blankets around you, next to you was Charles, his hand rested around your waist and with his fingers he made some circles in the area. His eyes were closed and to you, he looked like a Greek god or something. You have been dating for at least a year and every day feels very special and amazing with him.

"Mhmm... Charlie? I can't sleep." you said a little sleepily.

Charles opens one eye, and rests his warm, sleepy gaze on you.

"Anything on your mind, amore?" he said with a little smile on his face.

"It's just... sometimes I think about, you know... About us," you say with some hesitation.

Charles hums, drawing you closer to him.

"What about us, honey?"

"How we are... How you're... everything." you say quietly as you look down.

He nuzzles your neck, his breath tickling your skin.

"Everything? In what way, my little dreamer?"

"You're my first everything." you say quietly.

Charles tenses slightly, his brow furrowing in concern.

"Your first...? What do you mean, cara mia?"

"Well... My first date, my first boyfriend, my first kiss.... You're... all of that, Charles." I said as I looked down to twiddle my fingers, feeling very embarrassed.

He pulls back, his eyes searching yours. You see a flicker of surprise, then something softer, something understanding.

"I never knew princess. I... I thought maybe you were with someone before me... I mean, you're so beautiful, so kind, radiant. I couldn't imagine..." he says with a slightly husky voice.

You nod, a shy smile gracing your lips. "I've never had a date in high school. Guys just...didn't see me, I guess... Or maybe I was the one who didn't see them... Maybe I was a little shy and that's why I hid from the romantic scene." Your voice dips a little. "I used to think there was something wrong with me, you know? That I wasn't enough for anyone." You said as you looked away embarrassed, trying to ignore his soft gaze.

He cups your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away a stray tear that escapes your eye. And the truth is that you were always the "spectator but never protagonist" type of girl, you always looked at your friends going out on dates, having their first kiss and they even told you the most intimate things about their relationships, somehow that made you question if there was something wrong with you and why no one ever asked you out on a date when you were 16.

"Never say that again baby! You are perfect, just as you are. And I'm so grateful you chose me, that I get the chance to be your first... I promise you, amore, I'll be sure it's the best fucking teenage dream you'll ever have." he said tenderly.

"You already have, Charles. Every touch, every smile... it's magic." you say while your eyes were shining.

He leans in, his lips meeting yours in a soft, lingering kiss. It's slow, gentle, filled with a sweetness that makes your heart soar. As you melt into his embrace, you know he's right. This isn't just any relationship; it's a love story written in stolen glances, whispered promises, and the gentle unfolding of a first love.

You started to think for a few moments while he was kissing you... Is this how your friends felt about their boyfriends when they were 16? Did they have that tingling sensation through their veins every time they looked at them? Every time their boyfriends looked at them like Charles looks at you? Chances are, they were also feeling like you are doing right now, and even though your teenage love didn't come just when it was supposed to happen, it came at the perfect time for you! You really liked the idea that Charles was the right one for this experience. And somehow, at 23, it feels like the most perfect teenage dream come true.

As you pull away, a breathless laugh escapes your lips. "You were right," you say with a big smile. "This is better than any teenage dream I could've imagined."

Charles smiles, his eyes mirroring your own joy. "Good," he says, pulling you close again. "Because this is just the beginning, baby. Our very own love story."

And as he kisses you again, the lines between a teenage dream and real love begin to blur. This is your first love, but it's also a love story that transcends age and experience. It's a love that feels like coming home, a love that promises forever, and a love that you know, in your heart, will be worth every wait... It may have arrived a little later than expected, but it was worth every second of the wait.

#charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #f1 x you #formula one x reader #charles x reader

[bedoballoons]

Considering my love language is physical touch and all I want after a long day is a hug this literally makes my heart just like melt!! Thank you for this request and I hope you enjoy!!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ❄️𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ❄️

{༻~A hug a day~༺}

CW: GN! Reader! Mentions of the character being down in the dumps/sad, reader has a kind of sunshine personality and of course fluffy!!

Pet names used on reader: Mon amour, My dear, honey, my sweet

(Includes: Lyney, Diluc, Kaveh, Alhaitham and Neuvillette!)

𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney rested his head on his arm, slowly turning his hat by the brim as it sat on the table in front of him...to say he'd had a bad day was a understatement. Out of all the things a magician could have happen to them during a performance, having their trick explained by a crowd member who then got everyone else riled up...was probably one of the worst. He could still hear the boos...and feel the embarrassment flow through his veins as things were thrown at him on stage.

"Oh what a day..." He sighed and you could hear his sadness in it, that was the last straw...you couldn't just leave him upset. You wrapped your arms around him from behind, hugging him tightly, "Those people are just mean, your shows are amazing and just because they called out one trick doesn't matter cause you will just come back stronger. I know you Lyney... don't let that one low life make you feel down...you're ten times more incredible then they will ever be."

You felt him tense at your touch, but quickly he melted into it and you could see his smile returning already, "Ah Mon amour, you're right. How can I feel sad when I have you, I'm luckier than any guy in the world. Thank you for reminding me."

𑁍༄Diluc:

Diluc swirled the grape juice in his cup, wishing he could simply forget the things he'd learned today. Gathering intel was normally easy for him, he'd use it to protect Mondstat...the ones he loved, but learning the dangers, what he was truly up against...it made him worry. How could he protect everyone against something so treacherous... "Can I really do it all alone?"

"Alone? You're not alone."

He sat up straighter, not expecting a answer...not expecting you to be walking towards him, how you always managed to know when he was in need of you was a mystery to him.. "When did you get back?" You smiled at him and wrapped your arms tight around his chest, "Just a second ago, I had a feeling something was wrong and that you needed a hug. Was I right?"

"More then you could know, thank you. My dear."

𑁍༄Kaveh:

Kaveh tossed his sketchbook onto the table, his pencil snapping between his fingers as his free hand ran through his blonde hair. Normally he'd just take a step back, cool off before returning to his happy self but the whole day had just been... well not great and not being able to sketch was the nail in the coffin. "I swear if one more thing goes wrong I- huh?"

He looked down at you as you embraced him tightly, your face snuggling into his chest, "It's okay Kaveh, we all have those kinds of days but I'm here and I'll make it a good day. How about I make some snacks, we can look at old photos and cuddle up on the couch."

Whatever he was feeling before you touched him...it was gone, just one hug and he felt better, he was almost convinced at this point you had some type of magic, "I would love that...thank you honey. Sorry you had to see my little freak out...aha not my proudest moment..."

"Everyone has them Kaveh, it's okay."

"Ah...what would I do without you?"

𑁍༄Alhaitham:

Alhaitham knew he didn't handle things like everyone else did, when others had bad days they'd get upset and stressed, take time to themselves...even cry, but he was far better at hiding how he felt. He'd stay in his study...reading for hours until whatever had made his day hard was but a small needle in a haystack of information...or at least that's what he used to do.

Now he had you and you weren't one to let him lock himself away, you would hold him tight even when he'd never usually accept hugs and for some reason...he enjoyed them. Having you so close, feeling your heart beat against his chest, instead of being alone for hours and reading till even he got a headache...it merely took a few minutes with you.

"Better?"

"Better."

𑁍༄Nuevillette:

Rain was batting against the windows, water pouring down the glass outside...and it had been going on for over a hour now. He'd have to apologize to everyone at some point, normally cases wouldn't bother the chief of justice, he'd been doing his job so long nothing really got to him...but the last one, what gruesome case it was and it had ended in such a horrible way...none of it even necessary.

"Neuvillette...you've been staring out the window for a long time. Are you alright?" You looked at him slightly worried, your instincts kicking in as you hugged his side...he wasn't really allowed to share the details of alot of his work, but you could always tell when the clouds appeared that one had gotten to him.

He looked at you for a moment and placed a kiss on your forehead, feeling his burden of information slowly grow lighter as your touch lingered, "Yes im alright my sweet, just...keep close to me for a second longer and the storm will clear."

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day!~*⁠.⁠✧

#genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin x you #lyney x reader #lyney x you #lyney fluff #lyney headcanons #diluc headcanons #diluc x you #diluc x reader #diluc fluff

[missyandthemisfits]

The Black Bulls x Chubby!Reader

OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO

How would they react to developing a crush on a chubby magic knight??? Heck if I know but I got some ideas-

Asta 

- If there's one person on this list of suitors who just straight up does not care about size, it's this one right here

- You're strong, you're a great cook, and he has fun with you- that's all this one cares about, really

- Unfortunately, he's not the brightest bulb and he doesn't exactly get it when he's being approached romantically, so they're gonna have to spell it out in some way shape or form 

- It is only after you two are together that he realizes 'You know what? I think I've had a crush on you for a while now'

- Such a cute dork

Magna 

- Not gonna lie, he's gonna want someone whom he can lift so he can fLEX on everyone-

- That said if you're cute and sassy enough, man is hitting the workout sessions HARD, just to be able to carry all that gorgeous around town- basically the ultimate flex

- He obviously is the first to confess albeit extremely flustered and surprisingly full of self doubt 

- He's actually kind of insecure, especially about his looks - go easy on him 

Luck 

- Honestly? Very into someone on the plusher side and for completely selfish reasons at that - huge, HUGE cuddler once you get him down long enough (plz wrestle him he wants it so bad)

- Is ever so slight the tease, doesn't help that he's incredibly subtle about it either 

- Makes a point to be around you damn near 24/7 so that way when he's not around, you definitely notice (calculated) the lack of lighthearted teasing

- Believe it or not, 100% makes sure he's got a fighting chance before confessing - he can't afford to be rejected by someone who means this much to him (can't handle that)

-Also be wary, randomly grabs you just... all the time, consciously and unconsciously. You've become his single yet constant source of comfort 

Vanessa

- Forgive her she means well, but may or may not unintentionally offend by offering up diets and routines and walks around town together - I SWEAR she's only trying to be kind

- If you're honest about your feelings on it though, she feels just AWFUL and apologetic and buys you many, many gifts to try and make up for it

- Truthfully, you guys just kinda ended up becoming an item one day - rumors of a drunken kiss still floating around town, unconfirmed 

- Doesn't mind it too much all in all, especially if you spoil her

Finral

- He's a little apprehensive about it at first, his mind barreling back into the teasing of how scrawny and weak he is and he's not entirely confident in his ability to shall we say satisfy -

- Buuuut quickly says 'Screw it' when he realizes how amazing you are, on and off the battlefield 

- When I say this man cannot WAIT for the end of every night just to hold you??? I MEAN IT

-  Very soft for his soft s/o, would give them the moon

Charmy

- You already know she doesn't care like come on

- And honestly, she may try to pressure you into many, many impromptu snacking sessions. Food is cooked by her 97% of the time, always. 

- However if you have any personal health or fitness goals, Charmy is more than capable of curtailing menus to be healthy AND tasty so that's a plus for sure - but you will have to drag her along if you want her to walk with you

- Again, the relationship just sort of happened - even you two aren't quite sure when

Gauche

- Sorry lovelies but this man's first ever comment may be about your weight, granted he was already upset about Asta and Marie earlier but STILL - no bueno

- It's only after he starts getting to know you that he realizes what complete ASS he was during that first meeting. Will eventually apologize for that, it's said very softly and he sounds kind of annoyed but he's more annoyed with himself than anything 

- It's gonna take quite some time to worm much of anything that isn't full of sarcasm out of him, let alone a confession, unless you decide to take that first step

- Hope you're ready for the slowest of burns -

Gordon

- If you think this awkward bean would EVER judge you on your weight, or anything for that matter, think again!

- Absolutely adores you for you; all your dimples and folds, all your past trauma, every facet of you is something he wants to learn more of and explore - absolutely all of it

- He develops a crush pretty early on but good luck getting that confession out of him 

- Absolutely will nOT confess until you do because he needs to be 1000% sure he's not gonna scare you off like he did the others...

- Hand holding is must, it comforts him so 

- Truthfully anything more than light sweet touches will send him to the moon, so be wary of feinting if you go in for a smooch

Grey 

- So very, very shy this one is

- Doesn't actually care about your size, only about how you treat others and most importantly yourself - won't stand for negative talk and bombards you with "T-that's not true at all...!" followed closely by an entire assortment of things that make you so great in her eyes

- Just... so damn sweet 

- You'll definitely be the one initiating anything and everything romantic, to include a confession so uh yea 

- Just LOVES holding onto your arm once she's comfortable enough, both for support and as something of physical affection 

Zora

- Yeeeea dubs you something akin to 'Chubs' upon meeting you, there's like...no way around that. He's mostly harmless tho...mostly

- Truthfully tho he's actually really attracted to curves - not that he's ever gonna tell you that (not without a teasing smirk and remark, anyway) 

- He's gonna be dropping the most subtle hints that he's interested in you and the harmless flirting is eventually gonna turn into legitimately pining on both sides so you just flat out tell him one day "If we're gonna keep going like this, we should at least be official..."

- He was content with a situationship of sorts, but a relationship certainly has it perks - ones he could get behind given time 

Henry

- This sweetheart is just ecstatic he's found someone with such a plethora of mana (or no mana at all, your choice), someone he can actually be around for more than a few seconds - he does NOT care  

- Helps if you're nice, but won't shun you away if you have a mean streak- he's not that type of guy

- Believe it or not, he's actually the first to cave and confess his undying love - and no that is not an exaggeration he genuinely falls very hard and very fast 

- His biggest dream is to be able to hold you in his admittedly frail arms, caress your hair, and whisper sweet nothings to you as you drift to sleep

- He'll keep that dream close to his heart until he can make it a reality

Secre 

- Not one for judgment, but also not one for romance so this one might be tough

- She's a sucker for people who are upbeat and positive though so if you've got that going for you, you stand a really good chance of at least grabbing her attention 

- Slowest of slow burns here, folks 

- You'll be the one administering the confession , as well as many complements, to a very adorably flustered Secre and boy is that priceless 

- She very much enjoys pockets, will constantly have her hands in yours for comfort - a little weird but very cute 

Noelle

- Yes absolutely she has a preference and it's definitely not chubby- no offense (please do not take offense I for one think you're amazing)

- It's gonna take someone with a strong backbone to handle the condescending frowns and holier-than-thou attitude that comes along with crushing on this one, you've been warned 

- It'll take a while of chipping away at her steely exterior before she's ready to give way to the fact that yea, you're pretty darn cute 

- You confess several different times before she gives it a real go - hang in there 

Nacht

- May come as a surprise, but he doesn't really care about size - just about the character of your person 

- So yes he's all for someone on the curvy side, actually one of the few that compliments you outright upon meeting you

- Probably puts you through a serious of subtle tests to see how suitable you really are and how compatible you may be with him (cause let's face it, he plays for keeps) but he's very honest about the fact that he's interested in pursuing you romantically 

- Touches are feather light in public, but he very much likes to have his hand at the small of your back or gingerly around your waist 

- A man who knows what he wants and is not afraid to pursue it? Hell.Yes.

Yami

- Excuse me but this guy dreams of having some short, curvy so and so on his arm - someone he can really grab onto

- He's got this glint in his eyes that almost creeps you out at first but is quickly squelched by the invitation to drinks

- It only takes 2 more trips to one bar or another for him to know he wants to start talking to you on a more personal level 

- Will grab ass anywhere, anytime so just... keep that in mind

- Less of a solid confession, more of a drunken offer, something along the lines of "Hey, we should totally make this a thing. This us thing or whatever it is-,"

- He's slurring and you're positive he won't remember a damn thing but he remembers everything, all the way down to how gorgeous you looked that evening 

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A/N - I want you all to remember that no matter WHAT size you are; you deserve love, happiness, and to feel good in that beautiful skin you're in! <3

#black clover #black clover fluff #the black bulls #luck voltia #magna swing #noelle silva #asta black clover #zora ideale #henry legolant #charmy pappitson #vanessa black clover #finral roulacase #nacht faust #gauche adlai #secre swallowtail #yami sukehiro #grey black clover #gordon agrippa #yami x reader #asta x reader #luck x femreader

[morverenmaybewrites]

Hi! I'm so glad you're back, new chapter of Pizza girl was amazing as always, for me it's absolutely the best dc fic ever!

I especially love how the relationship between Jason and other characters feels heartbreakingly natural, how it isn't a case of "love magically cured trauma" but rather slowly and messyly opening up, and trying to heal with the help of right people at right time.

And as much as I cannot wait for Jason and pizza girl to have more straight up romantic shenanigans, I love how they started with gaining each other trust and building their friendship, I adore them as domestic buddies.

I have a question, if it isn't some kind of spoiler of course, at this point of the story, does Jason have (or wants to have) a life outside of his Red Hood persona? And I mean it half psychologically half practically (similarly to pizza girl, how does he earn money if being a vigilante isn't a source of income?)

But seriously, I find it heartbreaking that as much as he yearns for home, he still lives in safe houses, and I was so happy when he thought about asking Babs for help in looking for something more permanent for himself. And it fits into his fear of being traced of course, but got me thinking, in a more personal sense, does he have a motivations for living other than trying to make up for his mistakes as Arkham Knight?

Something like: does he realise that there's Red Hood who fights for those who can't do it for themselves, but there's also Jason who likes the smell of new books, has his favorite mug and favorite way of drinking coffee, has his favorite chair at the local library, who maybe has quiet and innocent dream to get a degree or his dream job and be loved and needed by someone?

Does he realise the second one exists and deserves to be cherished by him?

(Sorry if this ask is too much, I just now realised how long it got 😭 I will absolutely understand if you don't have time to answer this)

Anyway thank you for writing this amazing and captivating work, I can't wait for next chapters, whenever they'll be ready❤

In the meantime I hope you get time to rest and have fun! Stay safe!

This is a wonderful breakdown of Jason's character! To answer your question, does Jason have a life outside of his Red Hood persona? No. Does he want one? Unconsciously, the answer is yes, but I don't think he can acknowledge it right now. For years following the Joker's torture, he's pretty much been in survival mode, keeping himself alive by being obsessed with a singular goal. First, it was to kill the Joker and Batman, and then when he found out the Joker was dead, it was to kill Batman. Now, it's to seek redemption as the Red Hood. While he may have (somewhat) progressed from his days as the Arkham Knight, he's still clinging to the same unhealthy coping mechanisms. It's a little (or a lot) like depression. He's so focused on getting through today and the next day and the next day that there's little room for anything else. Hobbies and friends and a place to feel at home in sound nice, but they also sound absolutely unattainable. And he's lived with that mindset for so long that he's all but forgotten that there are different ways to live. That's where Jason's head is right now. Maybe one day, he'll progress enough that he'll be able to look around his safehouse, so sparse that it's no different from a prison cell, and he'll think to himself that he wants something more. And it doesn't have to be anything big. Nothing so grand as the Wayne Manor. Just a small place, maybe above a bookstore. Maybe in the beginning, it's not so different from his safehouses. Just a mattress on the floor and a bathroom. But then one day, he'll add something small. Some secondhand book he bought from the store for the change he had in his pocket. It's from an author he's never heard of before. The writing is a little clunky, but it's enough to pass the time while he's waiting for updates on his cases. Maybe he reads it next to his window, by the light of the flickering street lamps, trying not to grimace at the way the hard wood is digging into his back. Maybe one of his siblings or even the reader notices. She takes him to one of her favorite flea markets under the guise of buying a new rug. And he ends up taking back an armchair, so old that the stuffing is coming out in places. But he makes do, the way he always has, he washes away the accumulated dust and dirt, he patches up the holes, and he places it next to his window. Where the street lamp shines just enough light to read by, even if it often flickers. He opens his book, written by an author he's never heard of before. The writing is a little clunky in places. But for now, he thinks, it's enough. (And maybe he'll read until morning. And maybe he'll realize, or maybe not: that the Jason Todd who used to spend hours in the Wayne Manor library, who had a favorite armchair by the fire, is still in there, somewhere. And perhaps, he'll think--or perhaps not--that the Joker hasn't killed everything that he used to be. Perhaps there's still a little bit of Robin left in him.)

#jason todd x reader #jason todd analysis #Jason finding a place to call him days at the morisaki bookshop style #moving into the second floor of a bookstore owned by a sweet old man #giving him the cozy vibes he deserves UGH #lowkey makes me want to write something about jason finally getting a place of his own #as someone who was stuck in a depressive pit for a long time and still struggle with it on occasion this ended up being highkey personal #rooting for you jay #THIS MAKES ME WANT TO WRITE A SHORT ABOUT JASON FINDING HIS OWN COZY PLACE IN THE WORLD #NO CASES #JUST COZY VIBES

[yuurei20]

Heya, I hope you're doing alright! I love your content and since it's so neat and you point out many amazing stuff, I thought I could try asking you! I was wondering something concerning the overblots as I don't specifically remember reading about it, so sorry if my question is a bit dumb! I was wondering if it was "common" knowledge that the overblot happened or if it's only the students that were present that know about it? like for example would a random person from Diasomnia know of Riddle's overblot? I never paid attention but now it's eating away at my brain haha!

Hello hello! Thank you for the question!! You are too kind! ♡

I think that most information may come from Book 6! The overblotters are kidnapped by STYX "a few days" after Vil's overblot, and Ruggie seems surprised to learn that Vil had overblotted at all.

But Cater lists off every person who was kidnapped/had overblotted, and Ruggie isn't surprised about anyone but Vil.

Vil also had one of the more contained overblots, as the coliseum had been enveloped in a "cursed poison mist" of his own making at the time.

It is possible that the NRC Tribe had been trying to keep Vil's incident as secret as possible as they were the only ones who witnessed it (with Malleus hearing about it afterwards).

It may be common knowledge at the school now, though, if the reason why he was kidnapped was made public.

Idia had another one of the more contained overblots, and as of this post I am not sure who, if anyone, at the school (outside of those who witnessed it) might be aware!

He mentions how people all over the world will be holding him accountable "as the mastermind of this whole incident," and while it's possible that his overblot ended up being included in the information that was released to the public as part of the explanation of the drama at STYX, I'm not sure it has been confirmed in-game at the moment.

The first four overblots were fairly public affairs with Riddle, Leona, Azul and Jamil all overblotting in front of many members of their own dorm, so those happenings are possibly more well-known than Vil and Idia?

We get more detail into Riddle's post-overblot-situation in the novel, where he describes having to suffer from the judgement of those around him every day, ever since:

"When Riddle enters the Mirror Chamber, the other dorm leaders cast open and obvious glances his way. It has been like this ever since that day."

"And he feels stares everywhere he goes. Looks of awe, curiosity, and scorn. A mage who lost himself to anger, to the point of overblotting.

A tyrant, abandoned by his dormmates.

A former honor student who has brought an unprecedented scandal upon their prestigious magic school.

The whispers are always filled with words that wound Riddle's lofty self-esteem, all of them true. And they torment him every day."

In summary! Riddle, Leona, Azul and Jamil's incidents do not seem to be particularly secret, while Vil's has possibly been belatedly revealed and Idia's might possibly be between himself and the other overblotters, but possibly revealed publicly in the aftermath of Book 6 (unconfirmed in game)!

#twstask

[ransprang]

Hello 🤗 how are you doing!?

For the ask can you please do Ace from one piece for the foot fetish? Idk why but that man screams foot kink like my guy worships the ground you walk on ( literally and figuratively) and adores the fuck out of your feet. Have a good day/night

P.s ur fics are really freaking good I recommend them to a couple of my friends who read fanfics <3

Kinktober 2023

Body worship: Ace

It had been a long day exploring Dawn Island, where Whitebeard’s crew had made a stop for the weekend. Ace had insisted on dragging you to all the places from his childhood and telling you stories. It was a lot of fun but now your feet were killing you and you desperately needed a break. You stepped in for a hot shower to relax and were cooling down on a chair when Ace walked in.

Ace's fiery personality always seemed to fill the room, and today was no exception. His eyes lit up when he saw you, lounging in the chair in your bathrobe with your feet exposed. He couldn't help but smile, his heart warming at the sight of you.

"Hey there," he said, his voice softening as he approached you. "Hope I didn’t tire you out too much?"

You shook your head, offering him a tired but content smile. "Maybe a little, but it was worth it. This place is incredible."

As Ace neared you, his gaze fixated on your tired feet. Without thinking, he dropped to his knees in front of you, gently taking one of your feet in his large, warm hands.

"Let me help you with that," he murmured, his voice laced with affection. His touch was firm but gentle as he began to knead your sore arches and heels. The relief that washed over you was instant, and you sighed in bliss.

Ace's fingers expertly worked their way around the curves and contours of your foot, each touch sending waves of relaxation up your legs. He used just the right amount of pressure, finding all the knots and tension points, and skillfully massaging them away.

His thumbs traced delicate circles along the sole of your foot, and you couldn't help but let out a contented moan. It felt like all the stress of the day was melting away with each passing minute. Ace's warm hands seemed to have a magical touch, and he was completely focused on making you feel better.

"Wow, Ace," you said, your eyes meeting his. "You really know what you're doing."

He chuckled softly, his dark eyes never leaving yours. "I've had plenty of practice. You deserve it."

As Ace continued to work his magic on your feet, he couldn't help but compliment you. "You know, you're amazing, Y/N. You've got this incredible spirit, and it's impossible not to have a great time with you."

His words made your heart skip a beat, and you reached out to gently run your fingers through his unruly hair. "You're pretty amazing yourself, Ace. Thanks for making this trip so special."

Ace smiled as he worked his way up to your calves, his touch sending shivers of delight up your spine. "Anything for you, Y/N."

The room was filled with a comfortable silence as Ace's skilled hands continued to soothe your tired muscles. You closed your eyes, enjoying the intimate moment and the affectionate massage that Ace was providing.

You softly moan and sigh as he reliefs the tension from the right spots. He asks, "Feeling better now babe?" "Mmmh yea, thank you Ace".

He stood up from his sit position and you were now at eye level with his bulging dick that is being hidden by his shorts. "Not gonna lie, you made some real cute noises." He put his built arms on the arms of your chair, "Will you let me take care you a bit more princess? Maybe in a different way?" His face was so gentle and kind you couldn't say no. "Thank you baby how about I take you to the bed."

He picks you up from the chair. You squeal at the movement and your hands are thrown behind his neck while he carries you. Laying you down he kisses your forehead, cheeks, and nose. He draws back to look into your eyes and sees the desire in you building. He presses his lips onto yours kissing as though he had never tasted them before.

"Babe you're just so gorgeous I'm so lucky to have you." he says before kissing your lips and starting to untie your bathrobe. Your hands feel up his well chiseled abs and chest, "Have you seen yourself in the mirror, you hunk?" You both laugh a bit till he loses all thoughts at the sight of your boobs.

He massages your boobs and gives them so much love as evident by the kisses and sucking of your nipples. "A-Ace I need you please".

"Your wish is my command princess." He pulls down his shorts and puts your legs on his strong shoulders. His big cock lined up with your pulsating hole, he puts it in gently before moving. "Feels alright love?"

"Yes Ace. Please faster. I need to cum." you plead. He increases his speed along with his pants unable to hold back for too long. Pleasuring your body, even just a simple massage, really made him want your pussy cumming all over his cock. He just can't help it you're so hot.

His cock hits your g-spot perfectly over and over again. "I'm close babe." you say with your eyes shut tight focusing on the pleasure.

After a few more thrusts, you cum, and he let's out a groan cumming at the same time as you. He collapses next to you on the bed.

"Maybe I should give you massages more often.", he teases.

your feet,

admins sar (left foot) & san (right foot)

#ace imagine #one piece ace #ace one piece #fire fist ace #portgas d ace #one piece #op headcanons #op smut #op #op x reader #one piece x reader #one piece x you #one piece x y/n

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Hello, my dear friend! 😎

I hope you're having a wonderful day. I've come to fulfill my noble quest, as promised.

So, we've already had pregnant MC, which I adore and cherish, like all your works. What you do is amazing, and I hope you know that. You bring the kind of joy into our lives that I think does wonders for our weary souls. On top of that, you're one of the kindest souls I've ever met, and I'm lucky to have you in my life and be able to call you my friend. Seriously, you're a miracle and you make the world a better place.

But to my actual request. Could you please do headcanons about the M6 being pregnant? Seahorse dads are very much encouraged 👀 I often think about having children with Nadia, but I don't really like the idea of being pregnant myself (although our dear Countess does make me want to consider it every once in a while. The baby fever is very strong with her.) Plus, I'm certain there are other people like myself who prefer not to get pregnant or they simply can't for various reasons.

Thank you! Hugs to you and much love 🤗❤

Ps.: I'll kiss you if you do it (in a friendly but still very gay way)

The Arcana HCs: When M6 get pregnant

@theintrovertbean I'm here to collect my platonic but still very gay smooch, please :3 (In all seriousness though, I keep rereading your kind words and trying not to cry, that means so much to me. I'm so glad I get to call you my friend too!!)

-- CW for mpreg (obviously). for headcanon purposes, all members of the M6 want to have a child with MC and are happy with being the partner to be pregnant. whether this happens by natural means, depending on what reproductive system you headcanon them as having, or by *magic*, said baby is 50% your DNA and 50% theirs. --

Julian

Did the two of you take active steps to make it possible for him to carry your child? Yes. Did he think he would be fortunate enough for it work? No. Is he surprised now, even though it's planned? Yes

The most freaked out about what his body is in the process of doing. Again, this is something he agreed to and genuinely wants, but it's just so surreal to him that he keeps needing to rationalize it

His way of rationalizing things is to study them

This does not help his ever-present anxiety, especially when he has to limit his caffeine intake and his mood swings are even more intense than normal. He is going to bury himself in research

And then completely freak himself out with the assorted random weird facts, unhinged medical theories, and pregnancy horror stories that he encounters. Which isn't good for the baby

Speaking of, he keeps swinging wildly between being hyperaware of the tiny creature he's growing and completely forgetting about his state. Suddenly his self-care directly impacts someone else

Spending nine months with limited caffeine intake and 0 alcohol was actually very good for him. (even if it made him cranky at first)

The overall process was fairly smooth for him - he didn't have a lot of awful symptoms, and the only health scares were his own anxious "what if" spirals after reading horror stories before bed

Kept working the whole way through (though with considerably fewer hours so he could get more sleep), and generally did a great job whenever he wasn't thinking too hard about it all

Asra

They never actively envisioned this happening in their future, but when you brought up having kids in the first place they were already fairly open to the idea of being the one to carry the baby

There was definitely magic involved in the conception. He's too extra for there not to be (plus, a little boost never hurt anybody)

For such a normally chillaxed person, they did not take this decision lightly. Everything from planning, to conception, to preparing to raise a kid is full of intentionality

He wants to ensure that his kid gets a childhood that lasts as long as they need it to and a happy, safe environment to grow and explore. His baby fever wasn't intense but his nesting habits are

They get in several last crazy adventures before they start to feel the pregnancy and then spend the rest of it either sleeping, getting the baby's space ready, or eating the most unreal food combos

Seriously, you expected weird cravings, but considering how unusual his tastes already are you didn't think it could get much weirder. It can get so, so much weirder (he even managed to finally pry open that jar of kool-aid pickled garlic and put it in custard)

Between their parent's enthusiastic support and Nadia and Julian providing full medical backup, they are well looked after

Not to mention the pregnancy glow. He makes it look ethereal

They aren't fond of physical discomfort, though, and it makes them unusually broody and cuddly. Please give them snuggles

They spend weeks creating the most whimsical nursery

Nadia

She was actually the one to bring it up when she started talking about her expectations of marriage with you after proposing

For how strained her own relationship with her family is, she's more excited about starting one of her own with you than you expected. When you tell her that you want kids too, she's all for it

Sets a rule as soon as she tells her family that she won't be accepting more than two visitors at a time. Namar nearly revolts

Her pregnancy was not easy, at all. It was months before she could keep a full meal down, she was in near constant pain, and the fatigue was unrelenting. And she never let on in public, at all

Seriously, the only people who knew how hard it was were her close friends, trusted Palace people, and doctor. From the outside it was as if she couldn't feel it at all and life carried on as usual

The biggest noticeable difference (aside from her growing bump, which she somehow managed to make her draping clothes look even more regal with) was having Portia deliver speeches for her

Towards the final few months, it caught up to her enough that she couldn't be nearly as active as she used to. She turned one of her side chambers into her office and took all her meetings there

It also became evident how much the Palace staff loves their countess - the cooks worked tirelessly to find easy meals for her (and satiate every craving beyond the laws of culinary art)

Not to mention that the garden was immaculately kept

The amount of gifts for the baby took up several small closets

Muriel

He didn't bring it up. No, you brought it up, because of how out of hand his baby fever was getting. He'd gone from begrudgingly letting kids climb on him to actively offering to help watch them

Which turned into a lifestyle - he started spending all his free time carving toys so he could carry them in his pocket in case some shy toddler looked like they wanted one. You're running out of firewood

He offered to be the one to carry the baby, if you didn't want to

The psychological aspect of it is much harder for him than the physical. He knows his own body, he knows his strength and capacity for survival, and he's comfortable with what he's doing

But that is a whole other person-to-be he's growing, they deserve the best they can get, and he's not convinced he's the best

Is this ... selfish of him? Is this greedy? He knows he'll put everything he is into being a good parent, but what if someone else's best is better than his? MC, what are we doing??

These anxiety spirals happen frequently, either when he's gone too long sitting by himself or when the pregnancy insomnia makes it impossible for him to sleep the amount he normally likes to

On the plus side, the mood swings actually make it easier for him to express what he's feeling (and for you to know what's going on with him) so that you two can navigate it together

Asra is so excited to have a nibling that they stop by almost every day with baby gifts (and supplies from Nadia, once she knows)

He full body freezes every. single. time the baby moves

Portia

Oh, she's wanted to have a house full of kids since she was a kid in a house full of kids. She brought this up with you as soon as she started talking about a future together and she is so pumped

Literally nothing about the concept of it fazes her. She's helped with plenty of pregnancies and births, she's seen the good, the bad, and the ugly, and she is fully confident with you by her side

In her mind, this is the first of many (assuming all goes well, which she fully believes it will) so this is her chance to take things as they come and note them down for future reference

Keeps a daily journal with all her pregnancy observations, plus doctor's notes from weekly check-ups and plans for the baby

You didn't know pregnancy could make somebody more powerful but somehow she's done it. You expect it to catch up to her at some point and for her to take time off to rest, but she doesn't

The pregnancy glow is real and it is named Portia Devorak. You've never seen her hair so bouncy and full (shedding increases x10)

The biggest downside is that she can't stand the smell of cooking or baking anymore, which has long been one of her comfort activities. You'll have to manage meal prep (or partner with a chef)

Speaking of, half the Palace is asking for updates on a daily basis (which she happily provides). Nadia's showering her with more supplies and maternity leave than Portia wants to accept

Julian panicked about being the doctor until Mazelinka shoved him aside and took over as midwife. Portia's in skilled hands

Lucio

This was not planned. This was a happy accident. (Though Bob Ross never painted such a surprised, panicked, violent tree)

Whether because protection didn't work, or because Lucio saw a glowing orb in a weird dream and decided to mess with it while he was sleeping next to you, neither of you were remotely prepared

It doesn't really compute for him at first. The growing thing in his stomach is about as real as the tooth fairy - it's a concept that people tell him about before he goes back to daily life

It's a concept he's fiercely protective of and wants the best for

On a practical planning level, you two take advantage of his relatively easy first few months to take on a bunch of high paying jobs and revisit villages that seemed like a good spot to stay in

He's almost symptom-free until the bump really starts growing and his body starts adjusting for the extra weight. Thankfully by then you've found a place to settle down and reliable income

Lucio, understandably, becomes a complete diva once you do

He's pretty darn proud of what his body is doing, and he's relieved beyond words that he's having an easier time than what his mother described, but he does not like the way he looks

Or the aches and pains, or the breathlessness, or the way his whole body feels swollen and sore. (at least his hair looks nice)

You've never had such a hard time keeping him to his intended budget. He sees one (1) baby item and his wallet flies open

His sweet tooth gets 1000 times bigger than it already is

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #lucio morgasson

[kimbap-r0ll]

Can I request the dorm leader with a gender-neutral Reader, who can take away anybody's unique magic and turn those unique magic into stone? The reader can use the stones with no limit

Huh, I think what you're saying is that the user takes the abilities, turns them into small stones, and then carries it around to use later on? I wrote it with that kind of idea, hope this is at least a good read!

Dorm leaders with a gn!reader with the ability to steal unique magic

Riddle

He doesn't really mind that you can do this, as long as it's not used for evil he won't care about it

Ace and Deuce might ask for you to do something about Riddle's unique magic but Riddle told you that if you dared he would find a way to get it back (and he said he would succeed)

I feel like there would be a limit to this ability, mainly fatigue or overblot. Riddle doesn't want you to do that so he'll ask that you limit the use of your ability

Speaking of limits, he's amazed that you can learn another's unique ability and use it to its potential. It shows that you're a strong magic user

Leona

Leona likes his ability but at the same time despises it. The fact that you're so proud of yours makes him admire you

He does this it's a bit scary you can just take someone's powers and use it for your own, even learning to master it. If anything, it tells him that you're skilled

Similar to Riddle, he would rather not see you overblot and will ask you to not go overboard with your abilities. Feel free to show him how your magic works though, he would like to see one time!

Who knows, if unique magic was allowed in certain Magical Shift games he would want you on his team haha

Azul

You two have similar powers in the sense that it involves another party. Who knows, you two could start a business together!

Will want to learn how you came up with your ability along with its other intricacies. He likes learning about new skills and magic so you'll have to prepare for a lot of questions from him

He won't want to see you overwork yourself with your unique magic. Because of this, expect him to bring you snacks now and then when you look tired haha

If you two actually made a business together with you helping with his contracts, that would actually be terrifying haha

Kalim

He thinks you're super cool. How are you able to control so many magic skills? He knows only one and even then it's not like it's super easy to master a magic ability

He respects you a lot but doesn't want you to overwork yourself. Will constantly check in on you and be just your #1 supporter

Plz don't steal his ability ;-; like even if it's out of curiosity since Jamil will fight you haha

Overall I feel like he would like you for your personality more than anything else but he does admire your skills in magic

Vil

How terrifying is your unique magic? However, Vil thinks it's really cool, perhaps poetic in a way? Nonetheless he applauds you for your mastery in magic

Asks what you do with the magic abilities you collect. Do you use a different one every day for the fun of it? Do you take away abilities from people that seem undeserving in your opinion? He's curious to how you came up with your ability in general

I feel like he likes you for who you are more than anything else though, so while he does think your ability is cool he likes you for you

Won't check in on you a lot until you start showing signs of fatigue. He can't let his s/o get dark circles, stress, etc! Will take you on self-care dates

Idia

So here's the thing: he's part of Olympus, right? So he was afraid at first that you would resent him for his family's business. However, the two of you got close and put past issues aside

He thinks your ability is super cool. It's like being able to unlock new skills in a game, except you can use them to their full potential!

Idia will want you to relax when you can in case your ability is stress-inducing. Expect to learn new video games with him or watch a new anime!

He really thinks you're special for who you are and for your skills in magic. Just take care of yourself too!

Malleus

You two are probably the strongest students in the entire school haha. It's like a power couple!

He thinks your abilities are interesting, very powerful but he wonders how it came to be. He's a very curious person, so he'll have a lot of questions haha

You two probably spend time walking in the woods near the school and talking as well. It's chill and a nice way to get close!

I feel like he fell for you because of your personality more than anything however. Sure he thinks your ability is very unique, but that's just another reason to admire you

#twst #twisted wonderland #ask box #twst x reader #twst headcanons #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twst dorm leaders #gn!reader #twst riddle #twst riddle x reader #twst leona #twst leona x reader #twst azul #twst azul x reader #twst kalim #twst kalim x reader #twst vil #twst vil x reader #twst idia #twst idia x reader #twst malleus #twst malleus x reader

[ornii]

Bitterly Beautiful, Part 8

The Finale: Now Eye Am become death, Destroyer of Worlds.

"Wait.., run that back."

(Y/n) sits on his bed, as Wednesday stood before him, it was about ten minutes after Wednesday's exotic experience.

"So, you're telling me when we kissed, which by the way, absolutely amazing, Tyler ends up killing me?"

"Flattery only gets you so far." Wednesday responds coldly.

"It got me to those black Cherry flavored lips." He shoots back, Wednesdays face, as pale as it was showed hints of red as she blushed. She looked away scoffing.

"...Stop making me blush, i have a reputation to uphold.” She says, he stood up and smiles, gently taking her hand within his, he kisses Wednesday again, who this time reciprocated it with intensity. They stop their romantic escapade and he just smiles so warmly at his lovely death blossom.

"It's okay. I'll be okay... long as I've got you." He said, Wednesday this time, gripped his hands tighter.

"I refuse to allow Crackstone to prevail, which means Tyler.." she begins.

"We have to stop him, only question is how... we can always capture him." He says, "And to do that we'll need to bait a monster." (Y/n) says.

"I'll do it. It's not often I'm out into the jaws of a monster." She responds.

Tyler walks along the dark path into the forest to an awaiting Wednesday.

"Thing gave me your note. I was surprised you wanted to see me. So, uh, is this a date?" Tyler asks hopeful, and Wednesday keeps her calm demeanor.

"It's a surprise. When I came to Nevermore, romance was the last thing on my mind. But when (Y/n) kissed me, it opened my eyes and suddenly it all made sense. (y/n) warned me about you, about Normens, but I didn't listen. Which lead to me framing Xavier for murder while the real Hyde helped me put him away."

"Wait... you don't think..."

"I don't think. I know. Kinbott probably discovered your secret during one of your sessions. So she unlocked you. Why'd you kill her? I thought Hydes were typically loyal to their masters."

"Wednesday, this is nuts."

"On Outreach Day, I told you I was visiting the old meeting house. Did Kinbott send you to spy on me? I have to hand it to you, Tyler, using the gates house as a death trap to try to kill (Y/n), the one person who could have seen through your Facade, a masterstroke of misdirection."

"Okay, stop. Do you know how insane you sound right now? I'm not a monster. A... And if you really thought that I was, why would you risk bringing me out to the woods to confront me alone?"

"Who said I was alone?" She responds, Tyler hears someone step from behind a tree and turns around to (Y/n).

"Hello Tyler." He says coldly, as Tyler looks back at Wednesday.

"Okay, I don't know what kind of sick joke you're playing, but I'm out of here."

"Actually... you're not going anywhere." Tyler turns around as (Y/n) blows magic dust into his eyes; he stumbles around and hits the ground unconscious.

"Carry his Body." Wednesday said.

"You could ask nicer." (Y/n) said annoyed.

"Carry his body.. please." She says sarcastically. He smirks and picks him up with ease.

"Anything for you my Death Trap." He says Mimicking Gomez' accent. He walks off and Wednesday folds her arms.

"As much as i absolutely despise to admit this... but Perhaps I was wrong when I said I wouldn't find someone.. I won't admit it, that is a sizable crow I do not wish to eat."

Tyler slowly comes to, inside Xavier's art room, as (Y/n) and Wednesday are side by side.

"Welcome back."

"Where the hell am I?"

"Somewhere no one can hear your screams."

"What's with the chains?"

"Don't ask stupid questions, Tyler." (Y/n) said, and Tyler begins to plead.

"Wednesday, this is crazy. I'm a normie."

"That's only half true." Wednesday shows the fencing photo of her mother, but points to a woman in the background.

"Do you recognize her? Perhaps if I hadn't been so distracted by my own mother hogging this photo, I would have noticed yours sooner. Your father fell in love and married an outcast."

"My mom was an outcast. That doesn't make me a monster."

"According to her personal medical records—"

"You stole her medical records?"

"Technically, Thing did. He took them from your garage. Your father's quite the pack rat. Her postpartum depression triggered her condition."

"My mom had severe bipolar disorder."

"We both know that's a lie." (Y/n) said, he walks over closer to Tyler.

"Your dad must be worried you'll get the same condition your mother did. Well I guess his worries were warranted." He said, he turns his attention to Wednesday who, draws a pair of tasers.

"Wednesday, what are you doing?" (Y/n) asked.

"Just some light torture. Don't worry, I won't leave a mark." She says, There's only one thing that a Hyde understands. Pain."

"Wait! No, Wednesday! Wednesday!" Tyler pleads as she tases him, (Y/n) can't look away, he can still feel it, the lighting coursing though Tyler, the stinging pain.

"Don't kill him! He's useless if he dies, he has to admit the truth, admit it!" (Y/n) yells, "You killed innocent people, tried to kill Me! Wednesday, Enid Eugene! The pain will stop when you accept what you've done." He says, his ears perk up and almost like a feral animal he jerks his head to the door.

"People are surrounding us.." he said, Wednesday stops and turns to him.

"How?"

"The only way is that they tracked his phone, we have to escape, you do. I'll use my crows to—"

"You need to leave, (Y/n)." Wednesday said, and (Y/n) turns to her. "What? I can't leave you!"

"Yes you can, If you value your relationship with Me, and Enid, you will leave before you're arrested. If I cannot protect Nevermore it's up to you." She says, he sighs and grips his cane.

"Fine.." he says somberly, he slams his cane down and crows begin to fly into hatches and cracks, they surround him and somehow he disappears, using dark magic. Just then, the door bursts open to the sheriff.

"Get away from my son! Drop it. Drop it!" He yells, and Wednesday drops the tasers. Wednesday is apprehended and brought to the station as weems is inside.

"Sheriff Galpin isn't pressing kidnapping charges. Which is a miracle given the circumstances."

"Of course not. How long have you known?"

"Excuse me?"

"When I gave you that claw from the cave, did you already know?"

"Wednesday, that's enough."

"Xavier Thorpe is our Hyde. We've got evidence, thanks to you. That's why I'm giving you one pass."

"Tyler is going to turn on you too." She says Before Weems es courts her out, but Tyler catches up to her

"We... Wednesday, wait."

"Tyler! No, no, what are you doing?"

"I need to talk to her, Dad. She was my friend. We're in a police station. What's gonna happen?" He says, and Galpin, his father gives in.

"Make it quick." He says, Weems leaves as the two are alone.

"What do you want?" She asks.

To ask a question. What does it feel like?" Tyler asks

"What does what feel like?" Wednesday responds, and almost like a switch goes off in his head, his calm quiet demeanor turns cynical, cold and, murderous.

"...To lose. You know, at first, I'd wake up naked, covered in blood, no idea what happened. But over time, I started to remember everything. The sound of their screams, the panic in their eyes, and a fear so primal I could taste it. And it was delicious. You have no idea what's coming. I'll tell you so you won't have to find out, (Y/n) is going to die... and I will make sure his last few moments will be absolutely agonizing." Tyler stepped back and, oddly his demeanor changes again and he leaves.

The next morning arose, and it was the last day for Wednesday.

"The quid pro quo for Sheriff Galpin not pressing charges is your immediate expulsion from Nevermore."

"You do realize that Tyler brutally disemboweled six people, then harvested a variety of their body parts."

"Perhaps if you'd come to me with your suspicions rather than take matters into your own hands, we could've worked together."

"Because trust and cooperation have always been hallmarks of our relationship."

"I admire your ability to be your own person and trust your own instincts. But that also makes you impatient and impulsive. Your actions have put me and the school in an impossible position." M

"Tyler is the Hyde. And he has framed Xavier. He confessed everything to me!"

"I wish I could believe you."

"His mother was an outcast. She was a student here, you must remember her. She was a Hyde!"

"Yes, Francois. A lovely woman. I didn't ask what she identified as."

"Then give me more time, and I can prove they are Hydes."

"There is no more time, and there are no more deals, Wednesday. Pack your steamer trunks. We will have them shipped. And say your goodbyes. You'll be on the afternoon train today. I'm sorry Nevermore didn't work out for you, Wednesday. I'm sure your mother will be very disappointed. And so am I." Weems gives a sigh of disappointment, (Y/n) was in his room, pacing back and forth. He stopped as he gripped his cane, grinding his teeth.

"God Damnit!" He yells, wanting to punch something. "How could I be so damn gullible!" He says with more ferocity, he turns to Xavier's empty bed. He pictures Wednesday sitting there, and speaks on her behalf, she opens her mouth but no words come out, only his voice.

"You're letting your emotions overtake you again." Fake Wednesday said.

"Of course I am! Tyler kills so many people, Xavier gets blamed for it, and he gets away with it! And now you're being expelled! There's a chance I'll never see you again! The first girl I kiss she gets expelled for torture."

"What I did was to assure Nevermore has protectors, you, Enid, Bianca and others. You may not agree with my method but you are Nevermores Last hope. Take solace in that, what do you plan to do?"

(Y/n)'s breath became more animalistic, almost low growling.

"... I'm gonna kill him, I'll turn Tyler's family tree into a god damn pile of ash!" He says, the Fake Wednesday stands up and walks up behind him.

"And if Tyler stood behind that door?"

"I'd vaporize him without a second thought."

"...Good, your emotions are strong, but don't let them overpower you, you always let them overtake you. Let them fuel your body for what you have prepared." Wednesday said, and as if on queue, the door is knocked upon. (Y/n) slowly approaches; almost itching to open his eyes, he grasped the handle of the door and opens it. But it was his Surrogate Sister, Enid.

"Oh, am I interrupting?" She says, he wastes no time hugging her tightly, which catches her off guard.

"Enid you're okay! Yeah, I'm fine.." he lets her go, which she adjusts her uniform.

"Yeah, that's good to hear! Wednesday told me what happened, if Tyler is the Hyde then when it fought you at the Manor.."

"Tyler was trying to kill us to silence us, pretty obvious now, but hindsight is 20/20 I guess. But how's Wednesday? I'll go help her—"

"About.. that." Enid says as it catches the confusion of (Y/n).

"What?"

"Okay, don't freak out but, Weems basically said toy can't come near Wednesday until she leaves Nevermore." Enid says, (Y/n) looks absolutely baffled by it, In sheer disbelief.

"She said it was to makes sure that you and her don't plan anything, not my words." She said and (Y/n) sighs, he looks even more distraught and Enid tries to cheer him up.

"Look, I'll relay any message you have for her." Enid says, and (Y/n) turns back to face her.

"...Any, message?" He says and Enid nods, which was a terrible mistake.

"Enid returns back to the dorm where Wednesday is packing, she decides to help any way possible.

"I can't believe I'm actually going to miss your creepy, lifeless eyes waking me up. It won't be the same without you."

"So I assume you'll be moving in with Yoko. Leaving me in the past."

"Not ever. What about you? Will you forget about me?" Enid said sadly, and Wednesday says something nice to her?

"Enid... the mark you have left on me is indelible. Anytime I grow nauseous at the sight of a rainbow or hear a pop song that makes my ears bleed, I'll think of you." which is Wednesdays version of "I'll never forget you." Which brightens Enid up a little, "Thanks. I guess."

"I always believed relying on other people to be a sign of weakness. That inevitably they would lead me to disappointment. Turns out I've been the disappointment."

"Are you kidding me? I've learned so much from you. Part of it is admittedly criminal behavior, but... most people spend their entire lives pretending to give zero effs, and you literally never had an eff to give. Any chance you've got some sort of sneaky plan to elude Weems?" Enid asks.

"No, Xavier's right. This prophecy cannot come true if I'm not here. But it kills me to leave when Tyler is still walking around free."

"If he tries anything, we have a school full of gorgons, vampires, and werewolves, ready and waiting. Especially (Y/n), We've got this, Wednesday. I promise. On a good note, I got a text from Eugene's moms. He woke up last night. Maybe Weems'll let you drop by on your way to the station." Enid says, thing Snaps his fingers and Wednesday nods at this.

"I think we're all set."

"Thing, I'm going to miss our makeup tutorials. And you better keep sending me moisturizing tips. Stay in touch, okay?" She says, Enid turns to Wednesday offering a hug. "So, we're gonna... You're right. Not hugging is kind of our thing. But..." Enid says sadly and looks a bit uncomfortable.

"What?" Wednesday says.

"Weems forbade him from seeing you in case you two had planned a escape route.."

"I see, I suppose I expected this."

"And... (Y/n) left a present.." Enid says but looks really reluctant to say what it is. Wednesday picks up on her idling.

"Enid we don't have much time, whatever horrid present (Y/n) has concocted will not phase me." Wednesday says with a lot of confidence, Enid braces And moves in, giving her the tiniest peck on the cheek, Wednesday freezes and just stares at Enid who looks a bit horrified.

"Sorry! Sorry! (Y/n) Said to do that.." Enid Looks ready to run for the hills, awaiting Wednesdays response, she takes a deep sigh and calms herself.

"You two make me want to vomit sometimes." She says, there's a knock on the door and then it opens to Weems.

"Wednesday. This time I'm personally escorting you to your train."

"...I have one final favor." Wednesday said.

Eugene has finally awoken in the hospital, sitting solemnly inside his bed, he's quickly surprised by the arrival of Wednesday.

"Wednesday!"

"Eugene. Glad to see you're finally awake."

"I heard you visited all the time."

"Don't ever mention it again. Listen, I've been meaning to tell you... I shouldn't have gone to the dance. I should have been with you."

"When the dance floor calls, you gotta answer. I heard you and (Y/n) stole the whole night away! It's not your fault. It's the monster's."

"It's actually called a Hyde. It's still out there. You can't go back to Nevermore. Not even to check on your bees. And you have to listen to me this time."

"I thought hummers were supposed to stick together. That night in the woods, someone set fire to that cave."

"Yes, Dr. Kinbott."

"It's so crazy that it was her. I don't really remember any of it. I just saw someone wearing black and those boots."

"...What about her boots?" Wednesday said.

"There was an explosion of light and just for a moment, I saw that they weren't black. They were red." He says, and Wednesdays face was actually shocked. And she goes to Weems quickly. There's only one person who could do all this, and with that last bit of information all the pieces fell together.

Thornhill was in her botany class, preparing a syringe of nightshade. She turns around to begin her tests when Wednesday appears behind her.

"Wednesday! I thought you'd be halfway to New Jersey by now."

"You can drop the act, Laurel. I should have known it was you. Faking your death, securing a job at Nevermore, unlocking a Hyde. Typically, I have great admiration for well-executed revenge plots. But yours was a bit extreme, even for my high standards."

"Oh, dear. Weems was right. You do need psychiatric help. Can't throw out wild accusations without consequences."

"They may be wild... but they're true. Tyler told me everything." Tyler slowly steps out from the shadows behind Wednesday.

"Initially I incorrectly accused Kinbott of using hypnosis to unlock him. But you used a plant-derived chemical, didn't you? I know your father kept tabs on all the outcasts in town. So I assume he told you about the Galpin family secret when you were just a girl. That's why you targeted Tyler. You manipulated him by showing him what his mother truly was. What Tyler didn't realize is that truth wouldn't free him. It would enslave him to you. That was scary at first, so you used the cave and the shackles. But eventually he willingly became your servant. And when Kinbott came close to discovering the truth, you had Tyler kill her and pin it on Xavier." Wednesday explained the entire plan, Thornhill sighs and removes her glasses.

"Ugh. That's enough. Tyler, honey, make Mama happy and shut her up. Permanently."

"He's not on your side."

"Tyler will do anything for me. Remember what I told you? I showed you who you really are. What they did to your mother...The outcasts made you a monster."

"If you only hate outcasts, why is he killing normies as well?"

"They're just pawns in a bigger game. Just like you, Wednesday. Once again, you've underestimated the situation. You were never getting on that train. I sent Tyler to intercept you."

"I never made it to the station. Heard enough?" Wednesday asks Tyler, Thornhill looks a bit confused and watches as Tyler transforms into Weems.

"Your slave is probably still at the station." Wednesday said, Thornhill looks caught in a trap, a trap she cannot weasel her way out.

"Don't make this more difficult than it already is, Marilyn." Weems said sadly, Laurel, enraged snaps.

"My name is Laurel!" she jams the syringe into the neck of Weems, poisoning her. Weems collaspes, choking as the nightshade. Wednesday rushes to her side.

"Principal Weems! Principal Weems!" She says, but the poison courses though her veins, and Weems perishes.

"Nightshade poisoning. A fitting end, don't you think?" Wednesday turns to Thornhill who knocks hero it cold with a shovel. She drags Wednesday away, little does Thornhill know, Thing is watching, he runs off to find (Y/n). (Y/n) was still in his room, actually contemplating murder, he feels aggressive thumping on his window and he walks over to it, he senses a small thing moving.

"Thing?" He opens it and thing leaps in and begins to frantically tap.

"Woah woah slow down.. what's wrong?" He stops and thumps away.

"Weems? Thornhill? Where did they take her?! What do you mean you don't know?!" He stands up and runs to his window.

"IGVIND!" He yells, he steps back and soon crows come flying in. They sit at different places.

"Wednesday is missing, find her, now!" He yells, he snaps his fingers and they fly out in droves. He turns to Thing.

"Go get Enid! I'm checking the greenhouse." He said before leaving quickly, he rushes out of the room and heads to the Greenhourse. Wednesday groggily awakens from her beating, which Tyler watches her. She hangs from her cuffs from a hook.

"Kind of a déjà vu thing we got going on, huh?" He says with a smirk.

"Except I won't cry and whine like a child."

"Tyler, go wait by the boat." Laurel says, preparing the ritual. "Yes. Listen to your master and be a good little Hyde." Wednesday keeps her stern demeanor as Tyler leaves.

"I have to admit..that shape-shifting stunt with Weems almost worked. But as my father always said, "If you want to outsmart an outcast, you got to out-think 'em." You know, we have roots that go all the way back to Joseph Crackstone."

"So you come from a line of psychotic killers too."

"Joseph Crackstone was a visionary, dedicated to protecting normies from outcasts until his life was cut short by your ancestor, Goody Addams. And then, to add insult to injury, they stole his land to build that abomination of a school. But, throughout the centuries, my family has remained committed to Crackstone's mission. My brother died serving that cause. I decided to take a different approach. The supernatural." Laurel places jars of human body parts with Tesla coils at the top of them surrounding the coffin.

"Tyler's been collecting these body parts to resurrect Crackstone. The one man who nearly succeeded in eradicating the outcasts. You can't wake the dead. Believe me, I've tried."

"I believe your ancestor Goody Addams would disagree." Laurel shows the book.

"Goody's Book of Shadows. You're the one that stole the original from Pilgrim World."

"It wasn't enough for Goody to kill Crackstone. She had to curse his soul too."

"What does this have to do with me? My dear Wednesday, you are the key. Your arrival at Nevermore set the chubby wheels of my plan in motion. You see, Goody sealed Crackstone in his sarcophagus with a blood lock, as Revenge for Killing her Lover, Cianán, she views it as blood for blood. And "Only one of her direct descendants can open it. You are the key. A living descendant on the night of a blood moon. So... I bided my time, and I made you feel special until you were ready to be sacrificed." Laurel caresses Wednesdays bleeding head, only to take the blood from her and smear it on the seal and open Goodys book, she begins to speak in Latin. Soon the jars begin to light up! Electricity dancing between them. Black smoke begins to emulate from the coffin and it bursts open! Crackstone has been resurrected! The impact throws Wednesday off of the hook and she hits the ground. Using this opportunity she begins to unshackle herself. Crackstone, now a decrepit demon is greeted by Laurel..

"I am of your blood. I have summoned you to rid the world of outcasts once and for all." she says and Kisses his ring.

"My vengeance will be swift and true."

"As will mine." Wednesday prepares to fight Crackstone, but the man grabs the girl by the neck, lifting her up.

"Goody Addams. You haunt me still. You will suffer the same fate you bequeathed me. Now burn in the eternal fires of hell." he says smiling, Wednesdays legs flail, until a "Shink" is heard, she swings the foot blade (Y/n) gave her, right into the unmentionables of Crackstone who growls in pain and drops her, Wednesday stood up, but only to receive a dagger to the side by Laurel.

"Go to hell, Where you belong. Sweet dreams, Wednesday!" She says, as she watches Wednesday collapse down. The two, now satisfied with their revenge leave Wednesday to bleed to death. As she lies on a pool of her slowly cooling blood, Goody appears.

"Wednesday."

"Are you here to take me to the other side?"

"Listen, Crackstone must be stabbed through his black heart. It is the only way he will be vanquished now and forever."

"Is your spectral vision impaired? I'm dying." Wednesday said, but the doors open from the crypt, and she can only turn to see the shadow of a man approaching, goody sees it, and her eyes go wide.

"Cianán." She says, the man runs to the side of Wednesdays to see it's (Y/n) he looks absolutely panicked.

"Wednesday! It's okay! I'm here now, Cmon. Just, relax." He says, he begins to do what he can.

"When I remove the knife, be ready I'll have to use Cauterization. Just, deep breath. He begins to cast a bit of magic on his finger. He grips the blade and Wednesday takes a deep breath. He quickly pulls the blade from her side. He then places his burning finger along her abdomen to close the wound witu heat. She grabs his hand, squeezing it hard as she tries to keep the sounds of pain low, but it was a low whimper. As the wound is close. He picks her up like his bride to be. He smiles so happily.

"Thank god I found you! Thing told me what happened! Cmon we have to get you somewhere safe." He rushes out with her in tow and Wednesday begins to move.

"I can walk by myself now, thank you for saving me.." she said, he hugs her.

"I'm never gonna leave you side, you know that." He says, but their reunion was interrupted by Tyler.

"Laurel said you were dead."

"I'm feeling much better now."

"You're like a cockroach."

"Please, flattery will get you nowhere." She says, and they watches Tyler transform into the Hyde, (Y/n) steps up with his cane, ready to fight him.

"I've been waiting for this!" He charges at Tyler, who swings at him, he ducks under and leaps into his back, chocking him again witu his cane. But this time flyer predicts it and spins, hurling him into a tree. (Y/n) slowly begins to get up, but a pair of claws slam him into the tree. Tyler squeezes his neck, choking the life out of (Y/n) Wednesday rushes over to help but gets swatted away. Tyler raises his hand against, before a howl echoes and something tackles the Hyde. He drops down coughing to sense a pale werewolf, the smell lingers. He slowly backs away, wondering what evil this could be, the werewolf turns to him, seemingly happy, he sniffs the air and smells something. Full Moon Nail polish.

"Enid? You.. you did it!" He says so happy, Tyler rose to fight and (Y/n) feels Wednesday grab his arm.

"We need to get back to the school, Crackstone is going to kill everyone!"

"But, Enid—"

"Enid isn't some little girl, she can handle herself, she's really done it." Wednesday said, Enid turns to them with a reassuring bark. (Y/n) shakily sighs.

"Okay, Go get Em! And Enid.. I'm so proud of you." He says, she can't help but smile and charges to hold off Tyler. (Y/n) and Wednesday run off to stop Crackstone, who enters the main area. As students run, Laurel smiles

"I can't tell you how I've longed for this moment, what it means for my family."

"Silence, woman! Be gone, or I will cut thy tongue from thy wretched mouth!"

"...Never meet your heroes." Laurel says before leaving.

"I will expunge you abominations from this Earth!" Crackstone yells.

"Howdy, pilgrim." He turns around to see Wednesday, still alive, her heart still beating.

"How canst thy heart still beat? What demon sorcery is this?" He yells, he turns around as (Y/n) comes leaping off a floor to attack, Crackstone uses his staff to halt him in his place and then hurl him into a Pilar breaking it. It lands on his back and he struggles to get up, Wednesday now faces off against Crackstone, (Y/n) reaches for his cane and hurls it.

"Wednesday!" He yells and she catches it.

"Twist the Handle!" He yells and she does, she hears a mechanism unlock, she begins to pull and reveal its true power, a blade! A cane sword!" Wednesdays and Crackstone do battle, using her more reflexes to avoid his attacks, but with his magic she is unfortunately no match, using his staff to pin her down. (Y/n) pushes the pillar off of him and charges at Crackstone, using his strength he slams him into the ground and begins to pummel on him. Each punch having a deep impact. Before he can continue, Crackstone used his staff against to slam the blind hero into the fountain. And choke him. He leers over (Y/n).

"I will siphon the life out of you! And then goody! I'll put an end to your twisted bloodline!" He laughs, his cackling just enraged (Y/n), so much that he has no choice. And with a final visceral scream

He opens his eyes.

As if hell itself explodes, Crackstone and Wednesdays were blown away. She can only watches as flames dance around (Y/n), his shadow growing like a multiple armed demon. The flames Grow in ferocity as the blinding heat from his opening bellows though the world itself seemingly. Crackstone slowly backs away, seeing that his left arm, was completely disintegrated into ash. He can watch as (Y/n) walks from the flames, his shadow now has transformed into a monster with multiple arms. He sees (y/n) stands there and utter a chilling quote.

"Now I am become death... the destroyer of Worlds.."

(Y/n) opens his eyes as only flashes of gold bellow form it, as a wave of golden death blasts from his eyes, turning Crackstone into nothing but ash. He closes his eyes again, and he turns to look for Wednesday, who approaches him. He smiles and hugs her, and finally.. Wednesday hugs back. His smile quickly fades as he grabs her and spins, they swap places as a bullet hits his back, Wednesday watches him lurch forward. She peers past him to Laurel.

"I might not get to kill all the outcasts, but at least I'll get to kill you." She says and unloads more, (Y/n) grabs Wednesday, making sure they don't hit her, but seven rounds riddles hud back, and he collapses onto the ground. Wednesday rolls (Y/n) into his back as he chokes on his own blood. His eyes open once more, and Laurel turns to ash, he laughs before us body gives out and Wednesday grabs him.

"(Y/n)! Hold on! I'll get you to the hospital you just need to—" She winces in pain trying to pick him up, but his hand gently holds hers, as he feels his grip slowly start to, weaken, Wednesday holds her emotions together, but she slowly began to crumble as she can only see him choke on the blood filling his lungs.

"(Y/n) if you die on me I will kill you.." she didn't say it out of anger or hatred, it was fear that her vision was coming to fruition.

"... Please don't leave me." She says, and a single tear falls down her cheek, her voice was shaking, so scared.

"Heh.." he laughs, he opens his eyes, and Wednesday finally sees them, and he sees her, the power has seemingly been snapped from them, and she looks at his beautiful eyes. He smiles though the blood coated grin.

"I did say, I'd burn the world down.. just to see you... totally worth it." He says smiling, but his grin slowly fades, and so does the light in his eyes. His grip is no longer there. Wednesday was now truly ocvercome with emotion, tears fell but she didn't cry, she just stares at his body. More students began to fill the main room. Enid approaches and was in disbelief, she fell to her knees and wept. Wednesday closes her eyes and truly felt despair, before Goody kneels down next to her.

"Wednesday." She says, Wednesday turned to goody and she touched (Y/n).

"Allow me to save him, I was not able to save my Cianán, but allow me to save yours." She says, her body begins to dissipate into dust, and there's silence, besides Enids painful cries, Wednesdays places her head on his chest, and hears a single thump.

"Enid stop! He's alive! We have to get him to the hospital, now!"

One Week Later.

(Y/n)'s eyes open to a hospital room, he struggles to sit up but sees that his wounds have healed naturally. He sees the countless flowers and such for him and he sees Enid snoring on his lap. He chuckled and pets her.

"Hey, sleepyhead." He says, Enid grumbled and opens her eyes, she finally processes what's going on and hugs him so hard.

"(Y/N)!" She yells, crying. He laughs and does as well.

"It's so good to see you!" He said, she holds on for what seems to be forever before letting go. Enid wipes her mascara off.

"When I saw all that blood I was so scared and Wednesday said you were okay.. and you spend a week in here and...and.. and.." Enid was trying to speak and was too busy trying not to cry, so it just came out as a jumbled mess. He just pets her.

"Hey, calm down, but I gotta know, how did it feel the wolf out finally?"

"It felt, different, new... thanks to you. You always had my back." She says, "What are besties for? Where's Wednesday?" He asks, Enid smiles so warmly at that.

Wednesday was sitting in the dorm room on the bed, staring at the ground. She was just wearing black shorts and (Y/n)'a hoodie. Enid steps in giddy and she smiles.

"So.. how are you feeling?"

"Absolutely dreadful."

"Oh, so nothings changed... well someone wants to see you."

"Enid I don't wish to speak to anyone." Wednesday said, a person steps in and Enid sits on her bed smiling, a person kneels down to face Wednesday and her eyes look up to (Y/n).

"... you're, not a ghost are you?"

"What? Have you been seeing ghosts?" He laughs and Wednesday slowly begins to grow in anger.

"Are you.. Serious?"

"Heh... what?" He asks confused, Wednesday stands up, and begins to approach him, he slowly backs away at the same time.

"You get yourself shot, and you die, and the first thing you say to me is some stupid joke?" Wednesday said fuming, (Y/n)'a attitude shifts to absolute fear. “Does my concern for your well-being mean absolutely anything to you?” She says, her voice growing in anger, (Y/n) felt another breach in death approaching.

"I-I mean well.."

"I, hate you." Wednesday said, which hurt (Y/n).

"Wednesday I—"

"Silence, I hate how you made me feel, I hate it when you smile, I hate it when you grab my hands and make me fluster, I hate it when you make terrible jokes only to annoy and or amuse me. I hate it when you're always at my side even when I don't deserve it, I hate it when you treat me like you aren't scared of me, like I'm a normal person”

when I'm not. I hate that you care about me, when I don't deserve it.... I hate how much you love me..

"Just as much as i hate how much I... love you." Wednesday said, admitting her love. (Y/n) didn't know what to say, and she just grabbed his face and kissed him. Without any stopping his hands wrapped around her waist and pushed their lips deeper into each other, he picks her up and Carrie's her off to her bed and lies her down, crawling on top he presses his lips back into hers, and Wednesdays grips his button up and tears it off, he kissed her neck, letting Wednesday finally enjoy the reward she so desperately fought for. The slightest moan escapes from her purse lips as his hand slowly slides along her leg, further upward.

As the two, like wild animals go at it, Enid watches absolutely horrified as his jacket landed at her feet.

"Ahem, AHEM!" She says louder, the two stop and turn to face her. Their lips part and they realize Enid was still there. They quickly get off of each other and sit there.

"You two are so... cute!" She says, "Did you remember she was here?" (Y/n) whispers.

"I did, I just didn't care." She responds. A sigh comes from (Y/n). But rather complaining he spends the rest of the day with his closest Allies. But all good things must come to said end, (Y/n) woke in his bedroom and began to Yawn, he attempts to stretch but a vise like grip was on him, Wednesday. She decided to sleep over in his dorm. She hasn’t let him out of her sight since his death.

“Wednesday?” He says, she awakens, with a tiny yawn like a deadly kitten, (Y/n) attempts to hold in his urge to mush her adorable face.

“Is it Morning?” She asks.

“Yes, so… can you let me—“

“No.”

“… Wednesday you’ll have to let me go eventually, I won’t get killed going to the bathroom.”

“…”

“Please?” He asks, She relents and lets him go, he smiles and gently kisses her forhead. Eventually getting dressed and entering the principals old room, The Trio stand inside the Principals office..

"I hate to admit, but I am gonna miss Principal Weems." Enid says.

"She could be a real pain." (Y/n) Said calmly.

"But she was tough. And she died for the one thing she truly loved, this school. For that, I have immense respect." Wednesday said.

"She was one of us. So...Now that classes are canceled for the semester, you have to come visit me in San Francisco." Enid says smiling.

"I can pretty much guarantee fog and drizzle every day. Your kind of weather." (Y/n) adds in.

"Sounds tempting." She says, they enter the foyer as Enid goes to get her things, and (Y/n) gives her one final gift, a phone.

"So... Welcome to the 21st century, Addams. My number's in there already." (Y/n) said, just a way for us to keep in contact. "That's a bold move. I hope you're not expecting me to call." She says.

"No, I'm just awaiting your desperate need to see your man."

"As egotistical as ever, but.. while It will he dreadful to depart, how can I assure you'll never wary?"

"Wednesday I'd never look at another girl.." (Y/n) says.

"I know...but I cannot say the same for the numerous harlots here, so I just mark my territory." Wednesday said.

".... you're not gonna like, pee on me are you?" (Y/n) asks scared, Wednesday scoffs and just grabs his tie, she yanks him into a long deep kiss in front of everyone, she lets him go as he just stands there.

"Any woman who would even dare getting their lips that close to yours not know the consequences."

"Uh.. how do you know that would work?" He asks, and he sees Wednesday, smirk?"

"I'm very perceptive." She responds, he couldn't help but smile at that.

"...I'm really gonna miss you. My little nightmare." He says.

"... I'll miss you too." She replies and leaves, as Wednesday departs, she opens her phone to find two contacts, (Y/n), and Enid. And a mysterious message, which shows pictures of her and (Y/n) talking and the words "I see you."

"My very first stalker. Maybe this forced vacation will be more interesting than I imagined. Unlike my novel, not every thread has been tied up, nor every question answered. Secrets are still lurking in the dark corners of Jericho. Were Laurel Gates and Tyler just pawns in a bigger game? Will today's stalker become tomorrow's nemesis? I know the suspense is killing you.."

"My first girlfriend, I'll admit didn't expect it to be a emotionally castrated Emo. And I gotta say I love it, Nevermore was never normal but she made it abnormal, and to think that this is only my second year! I know you're all dying to know what happens next well...

"I guess you just have to wait and.. See."

To be continued…

Until season 2 of course…

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[storiesbyjes2g]

3.113 Respect your elders

Since we were right down the street, we walked to the cemetery to lay fresh flowers on my grandparents' graves. As soon as we stepped outside, a chilly wind brushed past us, and snow began falling. Summer was just days away. Newcrest wasn't the warmest city I'd lived in, but the cold and snow should have been over a long time ago. I expressed my desire to see Gammy again, but knew it probably wouldn't happen in the middle of the afternoon. But Sophia, my sweet Sophia, was a great cheerleader.

"You'll see her," she said.

"But it's daytime. I don't think they come out in daylight."

"She'll come out as soon as she hears your voice. She loves you so much."

"Well...I hope you're right. I won't hold my breath, though."

"While we wait for her...it's still Love Day, and I love you," she said sweetly, inching toward me.

My eyebrow went up.

"You look like you're looking for trouble."

"Trouble?" she asked, cocking her head to the side. "I don't know her."

"Mmm hmm. I love you too. You and your trouble."

No sooner than she planted a kiss on my cheek, mist poured out of Gammy's headstone.

"Oh my Watcher," I shouted. "You were right! She's coming!"

The mist spilled onto the plot and swirled around our feet. Gammy's ghost popped as orange as a sunset.

"I know y'all not trying to get busy in the graveyard," she shouted. "I'm not mad, though. Come here, my baby!"

I laughed and threw my arms around her.

"Hey, Gammy! Happy Love Day!"

"Oh! Is that what day it is? Happy Love Day to you!"

She squeezed me tightly, and just like Mama did when I announced I had proposed, she pushed me aside and turned her attention to Sophia. Pope women. I shook my head lovingly at her.

"Let me see that ring!"

Sophia extended her hand and let Gammy ooh and ahh.

"Okay, Luca," she said. "You did well! Let me see some pictures! I want to know everything!"

Sophia whipped out her phone and scrolled through the wedding pictures she was tagged in.

"Oooh a beach wedding," she shouted. "That dress was perfect! Awwww look at my baby! You were so handsome, Mr. Cute Face!"

Now I had to know. Did Mama name me that, or did she steal it from Gammy?

"Oh, look at my child," she said with a tremor in her voice. "She was always so beautiful. I miss her so much. Hmph...I see she's still messing with that ol spineless...let me be nice. Oh! You had Ali officiate? That's so special. And there's my other baby, looking like a model! She probably doesn't remember me. That venue was perfect! Was that Tartosa?"

"Yes, ma'am," Sophia said.

"I would have loved to get married there, but we eloped at the romance festival."

Sophia's face lit up.

"Really? I always heard of sims doing that but never met anyone who did."

"Now you have! It was magical...but oh so cold! That fool has us out there in a blizzard! Speaking of, let's get you out of this cold."

We went inside the building, but it didn't provide much warmth. It was eerily cold in there, and I thought I saw a figure floating around the casket in the font.

"Gammy...are you okay? You don't seem like yourself. And you're orange."

"I am," she said. "Don't worry about me. Tell me about you. How's married life? Are you trying for babies yet?"

I glanced over at Sophia, who nodded at me, giving her blessing to share our story with Gammy.

"Married life is amazing. I've never been happier. We're moving to a bigger house in San Sequoia tomorrow. And...uhhh...we're still working on a baby."

"Oh noooo. Are you..."

"Yeah."

"I'm so sorry to hear that. That kind of thing can knock the wind out of your sails. I personally haven't gone through it, but I'm familiar with wanting something really bad and not getting it. Don't give up, you hear? It'll happen! Just be good yourselves and don't get stressed out. You'll see!"

"Thanks, Gammy. We're trying to stay positive."

"Good. Well, you two should get out of here. It's Love Day! Take this young lady home and blow her back out until you pass out! Put THREE babies in there, ha ha!"

"Gammy!!"

I'd always been one to respect and listen to my elders...

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[raayllum]

thought it was time for an update so:

show quotes

hey sad prince. let’s go get your cube.

rayla is kind and good. she’s fast, fearless, strong—

it means i trust her. unconditionally.

come get some rest.

i don’t care if you’re crying, i’m here with you.

i can’t lose you like this, you mean too much to me.

that was brave, rayla.

i waited too long. i hope you know—i know.

good thinking with aspiro.

you’ve got to stay with me!

but would it be okay, maybe, if i stay? and we just... don't talk?

rayla is selfless, strong, and caring.

i'm glad we can be here together, looking at the stars.

she’s not a fool.

so are you two, like—did-did i interrupt something? between you and—

i’m afraid of hurting him.

i left without him because i couldn't bear to put him in danger.

if you say so, mage.

so, two primal sources. now you're just getting greedy mister mage.

you are so…

i left him alone. i shouldn't have—rayla, don't.

it's a bridge between our two worlds. and now here we are, crossing it together.

callum, are you okay?

rayla, are you okay? rayla, it's okay.

i wasn’t sure if you guys needed two blankets or just one?

just remember me, okay?

i'm so glad you're here. we need to talk.

i'm so happy to see you again, callum.

rayla, if today is our last day… i want you to know—

strong relationships need honesty. the full truth.

but not everything has changed. i would do anything for you.

he’s smart and kind and brave and he’s… 

oh, i get it. kind of a secret forbidden romance situation?

i know that face. it’s the dumb idea face.

the moon ones are the prettiest. yeah, i think so too.

see, you know you’re amazing. you’re smart and fast and beautiful.

you look nice, callum.

we can help them. rayla, we can undo this spell.

but no more detours. or heartfelt speeches.

if you die out there, i swear i’ll kill you!

you still love her, don't you?

i want to show you everything!

when you care about someone it’s hard to hurt them, even when what you’re telling them is the truth.

but i think - i know i can trust you to help me carry this.

i thought you’d like them!

yup, i draw when i’m upset.

that's the dark magic you want. just... just let her go.

he’s noble, and true.

that’s what makes her a hero. that’s what makes her… rayla.

she's not 'the elf'. she's rayla.

just hold onto me.

you okay?

when you left, it hurt him bad. real bad. he was miserable.

you’ll get through this, you big dumb human.

amazing idea! i'll try it.

i do trust you.

i’ve been thinking about something someone once told me […] you did.

what is he doing to you? let him go!

say the word and i’ll go back into that tower with you.

rayla, i love you.

my friend. my best friend.

thank you.

then take another path, dummy.

thanks for humouring me, rayla.

hold on rayla!

no, not at all. but i enjoyed it. 

we should decide together.

together.

we had something so special.

listen to me! rayla doesn’t deserve this!

no, i meant what i said. you don't need to explain or justify anything to me. you can tell me when you're ready.

but then you spread your wings, and you saved me.

are you doing alright?

rayla, i... need you.

all that talk about how love makes you stronger, but the second you see that elf girl in danger, you completely lost yourself.

i’ll catch you!

because you’re with a girl?

rayla, you’re the most amazing person i’ve ever met.

it doesn’t matter what you did before. i just want you to be okay again. 

i'm so glad that you came back!

to love is simply to know this: the tides are true as the ocean is deep.

cause i love you, rayla. i really do.

i need you to kill me.

i need you to push me.

i believe in you.

we’re gonna be okay. 

when she came back, i was so happy, and so mad at the same time. i wish i could just forgive her.

maybe so. ask your next question. 

and then you called me a mage, and that felt right.

wait. you’ll want to see this.

cause i don't think i can do it without him.

well, i'm glad you liked it.

rayla, are you okay?

i love you, too, callum.

she's alive. and wherever she is, she loves you too.

you don't have to die.

novel quotes

and for some reason she found she wanted to share what she had seen with callum, even if she didn’t tell anyone else.

“No, this is not your fault,” Callum said. He couldn’t let Rayla carry that burden alone. 

he’d been so focused on his drawing the hadn’t even noticed her looming over him. this foggy-brained behaviour was not good. he had to be more aware of his surroundings. he shook his head as he looked back down at his drawing. oh no! he’d been drawing the elf! 

but callum lingered. “are you okay?”

It was a tall order, to stand up when nobody else would. But he owed it to his stepfather - and to Rayla.

rayla met callum’s gaze and held it for a long while, as if trying to decide what to say.

Callum was suddenly struck by an intense wave of gratitude. He’d never met anyone as brave as Rayla. How did he get so lucky as to be her friend?

callum watched rayla in the early morning light through half open eyes.

Callum stared after her. He wished she didn’t have to keep risking her life for them like this.

“you’re a talented artist.”

 Rayla was now one of the best friends Callum had ever had.

he felt a hot blush creep from the bottom of his neck to the top of his forehead. why did he keep embarrassing himself in front of her?

rayla wondered if callum could see in her eyes that yes, everything was wrong

“I’ll follow your lead,” Callum said to Rayla.

“look… rayla,” he said, feeling the still unfamiliar name on his lips.

he couldn’t let rayla carry that burden alone.

despite herself, rayla grinned.

It was one thing for him to do the thing (the jerkface dance) at home… but in front of their new friends? In front of Rayla?

Callum gulped. Rayla’s thin, strong arms wrapped around him meant everything. He smiled and hugged her back.

Could he really bring himself to go through with his plan? What if he didn’t succeed? What if he compromised his beliefs and it all ended up being for nothing? […] But her blade bounced off with a clang, sparks flying. She reeled back and tried again. Nothing happened. She was in trouble. 

additional material quotes

i couldn’t lose you.

a young, talented, dorky mage, but like, cute dorky.

but the second it seems like you’re in danger, i’m jumping in after you.

[my character] cannot help but look at her.

stay away from him!

how long have you two been a thing?

when i woke up, i saw that rayla had been watching over me the whole time. that made me happy. and something else made me happy too: i finally understood the sky arcanum.

that’s… poetic, callum. 

i trust you. and you’re right.

you’re doing great!

i thought you’d make a cute face — but it’s more of a uh, angry cute.

you know i’m always here for you, right?

that’s not cheesy at all, callum. magic is love!

so i know this was supposed to be a family call, is it okay if rayla joins?

i’m not going to risk both of us. 

come here, dummy.

i let you jump into the nexus alone and i knew right away i made the biggest mistake of my life. i could have lost you.

a mysterious elven assassin with two beautiful blades to match [her] two beautiful eyes.

i never want to lose you either. i love you, callum.

i felt stupid for risking my life — and zym’s — but rayla made me feel better, like she always does.

viren has taken away everyone i love — except you.

i love you, too.

but you're basically my best friend. i wouldn't let anything happen to you, no matter what it took.

TDP shorts quotes

"It was the night everything changed. The night we found Zym’s egg, right over there! And it was the night I met—”

And beyond the Border, a warm castle, and a mage—

But I can’t let you stop me, Callum. No matter how much I want to.

It still hurt. She was still gone, and Callum had no idea if she’d ever come back.

He was barely taller than Rayla herself, and couldn’t have been older than—what would he look like now, she wondered? Nearly two years older, a few inches taller—

You’re smiling in your sleep, Callum. You look so cute when you do that. I hope that maybe it’s because you’re dreaming of me.

Callum shook his head. He couldn’t think about her. Not now.

She shut the voice out. Rayla would not humor his haunting. Not today. Not now. 

Humans were frustrating. Humans were clever. Humans could do anything, they could be anything, they could take their own fates and change them—

It was impossible to say her name out loud. Rayla.

And in the crowd behind him, a flash of red. A scarf. For a moment Rayla was somewhere else, far away and safe and warm, following that red scarf instead of turning her back on it—

I have to. I love you too much not to.

I wish I could say that we will see each other again, but I don’t know if we will. I hope so.

She remembered the numbness in her own body, knowing he’d die a violent death at the base of the Storm Spire, and she would quickly follow—until a pair of wings closed around her, saving her, holding her—

I’m carrying it with me! Always. I love you. I love you so much.

"Who are you?" Rayla balked at her. It was an awful question. She wasn’t an assassin, she wasn’t an elf of the Silvergrove, she wasn’t anything at all, she was just—“Rayla.” That voice again. Rayla pushed away, trying to focus on Redfeather. “I’m—” “—selfless, strong, and caring—” He persisted, as he always did, and his voice took her far, far away. She could still see it: the stars of the desert gleaming above her and in his eyes. “—that’s what makes her a hero. That’s what makes her—” “Rayla,” she said, meeting Redfeather’s gaze. “My name is Rayla. And I’m going home.”

#rayllum #arc 1 #arc 2 #tdp shorts #multi #if i missed one of ur faves my apologies #text post #for edits #god they're insane #long post

[lianreine]

Hi! I hope you're doing well! I just found your page and have to say that I love your writing! I do have a request if that's ok tho. How do you think a relationship between MC, Idia, and Vil would work? It seems chaotic but I feel like it can have some wholesome moments.

Thank you for taking time to read this! Remember to drink some water and have a good day/night/morning/afternoon

Vil X GN!MC X Idia REQUEST #1

I must say i screamed the second i saw a request, this is my first request so I'm sorry if it isn't to your liking (i saw this in class i got stared at- and I'll probably edit this on my pc for any spelling or grammar mistakes♡)

This is all my personal opinion please do not compare me to other writers who may do it better than me :'>

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Vil Schoenheit

-I can see Vil spoiling the hell out of Idia and Mc with compliments whenever they doubt themselves, and giving them kisses and a spa day in Idia's room cause let's be honest Idia doesn't wanna go out and Ramshackle ain't the best- (I'm sorry i practically insulted myself with that also-)

-Vil would come watch Idia and Mc play especially if Mc also likes gaming cheering them on and giving kisses whenever they win (who am i kidding when they loose they still get kisses)

-Vil is the type to encourage going out even though he doesn't favor the paparazzi, he is a bit worried that You and Idia will get attacked online

-But it he also can't help posting the dates you three have he can't help but brag having you and Idia

Idia Shroud

- He almost had a breakdown when he fully realized he was together with the fairest of them all and the big hotshot of Nrc all he could think was "HOW THE HELL DID I DO THAT!?"

-He loves Your cuddles and the way you and Vil pamper him when he looses having a player 2 seemed impossible for him but having a player 3? He basically thinks of it every time he plays

-he always gets so nervous when you and Vil say your coming over but he warms up to it when he feel you and Vil hugging him

-yes he did buy you and Vil your own controller customized obviously

-When someone talks bad about vil and or youhe goes mental, basically looking through the person's account (maybe even hacking it-) to find something shit about them to insult

-but when someone insults him while he is defending You and or Vil he doesn't really care but when someone insults him like from a photo or something then he gets insecure but no worries~ you and Vil will always be there for little Idia ready to kiss and pamper him till he begs for you two to take a break

Both

-the both of them are kind of like the combo no one would expect but it works out fairly well

-Idia would go to any of Vil's shows or gigs with you with him ofcourse, Vil would make time to see what ever tournament Idia has been excited about and same for you if you have any sports or tournaments yourself (if it was me i would not even tell them cause ill be to embarrassed like i have two amazing boyfriends like why would they care- again they will find out either way and will support you or go secretly-)

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You having a tournament and you didn't tell them:

Mc pov

I tell Vil and Idia that Crowley made me do something again i could see they were upset about crowley giving me another chore that he himself should do and not a student especially one without magic.

I mean...id love to have their support at the ***** but id just be embarrassed to tell them and what if i lose? So I rather not say....

Vil Pov

Mc told us that Crowley has give them another chore, I Immediately went over to Crowley's office and started complaining to him about what he is making my Mc do. Mc is still a student here.

Idia was also with me but a floating Ipad I never forced him to come but Idia seemed frustrated aswell, these chores has taken so much of Mc's time

Me and Idia made Crowley flinch when we started yelling which Crowley immediately protested

"I didn't send Mc anywhere! They asked me to pretend I sent them on a chore! I think I over heard them saying they are going to *****"

Crowley put his hands up in protest

Idia pov

Vil came back to my dorm as he watched over my shoulder as I search about ***** we find out theres a Live event Looking at the Teams...there it is..

"Mc Yuu"

Vil reads outloud in a whisper

"Why would they hide this from us?"

I say a bit confused

"It doesn't matter it says its starting in two hours the location is just 30 minutes away lets get ready"

Vil says also confused but determined

"Wait- we're going?-"

"Yes Idia we are, they are part of the event and they have always come to out events and gigs why won't we go to theirs?"

Vil says to me like i offended him somehow

"Thats true.."

Mc pov

I won...holy shit I won?!

I look around me as people cheer for me then something caught my eye- Idia's hair isn't hard to spot, my heart drops and I smile seeing Vil and Idia cheering for me, they must have realized i saw them because they started to wave at me

Skip(im sorry)

3rd person pov

The three are in Vil's room relaxing just after they started to say to Mc how amazing they were...then to why Mc didn't tell them, they then understood Mc's insecurities and comforted them, now The three are just laying down cuddling together as they drift to sleep

And they have a Happily ever after Thee end

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I hope you like it because i haven't wrote Idia yet this is my first and my first request aswell so I really hope you like it♡

-Reine Lian

#vil shoenheit #pomefiore #twisted wonderland #idia shroud #ignihyde #idia x reader #idia x yuu #idia x vil #vil x you #vil x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #Vil x Yuu #Vil x Idia

[windvexer]

hi! so i'm a beginner witch, but i'm struggling to start my practice because i can't seem to look past my skepticism. how did you first start to believe in your practice? if you have any advice i would greatly appreciate it – perhaps a simple spell that can 'prove', at least psychologically, that i'm not doing nothing?

Hmm. The desire for verification is very valid. Nothing wrong with it; it's good to experience the validation that yes, your magic works.

Let me ask you this.

Are you interested in witchcraft as a skill, or even a hobby (nothing wrong with that), because gaining the ability to influence the world around you with magic is cool?

Or, are you interested in witchcraft as a framework of spiritual belief that improves your lived experience on this world, and helps you navigate the "big questions" about yourself and your life?

Of course, there can be plenty of overlap between the two.

If you're in it for the sorcerous skills, divination is a quick fix that can start producing immediate results - for most. I was horrible with divination the first couple of years I tried it. But lots of people have great success right off the bat.

Beyond that, just try casting spells. Keep decent records. Different kinds of magic work better or worse for different people. Some people can do really amazing things with energy work, but I can't really do that because it exhausts me. I work very well with spirit petitions, but some witches out there don't believe in spirits at all, so of course they would have a lot of trouble working with that style. So experiment around.

Try small quality of life spells - getting work or school closed for the day, quick cash, open parking spots, etc etc. Keep in mind that some people will never excel at certain types of magic - for example, a person may never be good at love or romance magic even if they excel in other areas - so if a spell type doesn't work for you (like money, or finance) try other types.

I don't recall being very successful with magic for a while after I started practicing (like, years!) so unfortunately not all of us are blessed with quick results.

Now, on the other hand, if you are interested in witchcraft as a spiritual framework, "I know I can trust this because I've seen it work" might be a lousy way to go about things.

Witches who have practiced for decades still get crises of faith and question their experiences, their reality, and their beliefs. Many of us live in a world where these beliefs are actively shut down - either as being fake, foolish, and delusional; or, as being evil and demonic.

It can be hard to keep the torch of faith lit in the face of such a storm. And unfortunately, pulling off a few slick spells isn't going to provide perfect armor against doubts.

And what about the all too common phenomenon of someone's magic failing to work for a period of time? It is unfortunately normal for techniques witches have personally relied on for years to simply stop working for them, stalling their practice out for months or longer while they try to rebuild.

If you're looking for a spirituality to call home, you should consider seeking more stable bedrock than "my spells really do work" to build it on.

Does your practice provide you with liberation, excitement, hope? Does it grant you feelings of peace and security? When you think about the world through the lens of witchcraft, does your life become easier to navigate? Do the painful little cracks in life get smoothed over, or become easier to avoid? Does the mindset of a witch help you learn, grow, and prosper?

In the long term, I believe these are the things that keep us going - not whether or not a spell can be made manifest. If this mindset brings you peace, hope, and empowerment, then you are never just doing nothing.

To answer your question about myself, I was raised in a religious household that acknowledged the reality of spirits and witchcraft, except that they were just "evil." So, believing that it was real was never an issue for me - it was believing that I could do it which was the problem.

The answer for me is just experience, time and time again. Years of experiences stamped onto the soft clay of my life. When you look at them one at a time it seems like nothing but little divots, but after a few years you can zoom out and say, ah-

they are not random little pock marks after all.

That is a carving of a chicken.

#answered #just starting #belief #faith #tbl

[here2bbtstrash]

alright besties~*~ i feel i owe you an update so let's strap in, shall we?

TLDR: the final chapter of LDOMLT is not gonna be ready by 1/31. i don't know when it will be done, but i do know that i want to take my time with it and not force it. this means you're going to see me post other writing before i post chapter 11. if that makes you sad, i'm sorry (and also: me too lol). LDOMLT is not dead, it's not cancelled, it's not even on hiatus. i just can't say when the last chapter will be posted right now. once i feel like i can commit to a date, i will shout it from the damn rooftops lmao. but right now, i need to switch gears.

i hope you can understand or at the very least respect this choice, and please know that i love you all so so much. i just wanna give you the best ending possible, and as it turns out, that shit takes time!

longer version under the cut 💜

siiiiiiigh. i didn't want to have to make this post 😭 but y'all, i am really, really blocked. i kept telling myself that i would figure it out, magically get unblocked (it's happened before!) and be able to meet my 1/31 date (or if not 1/31, then at least 2/5...... hello grammys 👀). but right now neither date seems like a possibility, if i'm honest with myself. in part because i've got a whole stew of personal life shit going on as well! (some of it not so good, and some of it ..... very good lol 😏)

and the way i've been spinning my wheels over this is starting to feel unproductive and honestly, not great for my mental health (i **cried** last night because i was so frustrated that i couldn't make words happen. we'll blame that one on my period but 😩 omg! tears!!!)

so... what do i do? well, i actually feel like playing that ask game the other day made me realize: i need to write other things right now. amazing how the moment i put down this chapter 11 draft, ideas and words just flew out of my brain so easily!! and i have all these other wips i'm dying to get to, but i kept telling myself "not until we finish chapter 11", and i think that's gotten me into a bit of a mental bind 😞

so, as previously hinted at in past posts - i am gonna move forward with ~*~jihope month~*~ in february and allow myself to work on other things 💜 i'll make a separate announcement for that soon, but i'm very excited to dedicate a whole month to writing and reading about my two best boys 😩 and i'll be taking drabble requests too, which i think is gonna help me find my footing again creatively ✨

i know it might be disappointing to see me post writing that isn't LDOMLT chapter 11, so let me preemptively say: i get it 😞 and i'm sorry 😞 and i really really REALLY 👹 also wanted this chapter to be out before february. but the muse has other plans! and i just have to make peace with that even if i hate it lmao. i hope you all can understand where i'm coming from, and if you can't understand it, i hope you can at the very least respect it 💜

to be clear: i'm not gonna stop work on this chapter, but i'm also not gonna force it. if i manage to unblock and get it finished in february, i'll post it in february! (sorry to jimin and hobi lmao) but i don't want to try and hold myself to yet another date only to watch it zoom by with my chapter still unfinished, because that shit is depressing lmao. so right now, i cannot give you any kind of timeline on when ch11 will come. only that it will, and that i'm never ever gonna give up!! 💪

i also hope you can understand that i won't be answering asks about when chapter 11 is coming, and imma be swift with the block button if anyone tries to guilt me about this decision 💜 because i love y'all endlessly, but let us not forget that i do this shit for free, on top of a full-time job and the rest of my life (and now also on top of getting laid irl 🎉)

however, i have no doubt that 99.9% of y'all are going to be nothing but kind and supportive about this 🥺🥺🥺 i've already gotten so many lovely asks and comments and messages (not all of which i've replied to 💀) and i will never find the proper words to tell you how much i appreciate them. when you tell me to take my time and not stress, that you'll wait as long as it takes, that you want me to rest and take care of myself. it means so much and idk what i did to deserve such wonderful people and friends reading my work - all i can say is thank you thank you thank you 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️

so yeah 😩 not the announcement i wanted to make, but it's the one i have to make right now. writing is so hard sometimes 😭 but i am determined to give this series an ending that i'm proud of and satisfied with! it just needs a little more time to get there. 💜

#mposting #LDOMLT updates 🖥

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Idia Shroud Bloom Birthday Personal Story: Part 1

"Happy Birthday"

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Ignihyde Dorm – Birthday Party Venue]

Idia: K. Here it's come again this year, the birthday we haven't all been waiting for. Yaaay… Clap. Clap…

Idia: Sigh. Can't believe it has to be in person, all tablets forbidden～ Could be in a pinch depending on who the presenter is…

???: Excuse me.

Riddle: I, Riddle Rosehearts, will be your presenter. Idia-senpai, Happy Birthday.

Idia: Urrrrkk! Th-Thanks… I mean, I guess this isn't a total loss, 'cause it's not one of those rowdy party people…

Riddle: We may interact often, but it is rare for this chance to have a conversation together. Allow me to start the interview right away.

Idia: So good that Riddle-shi doesn't need any kind of small talk to get things rolling. Yeah, get to it, please.

Riddle: Alright, then here is the first question.

Riddle: “If you could use flight magic to go anywhere, where would you like to go?”

Riddle: If need be, there is no need to consider any limits to your magical abilities…

Idia: I-I-I- I don't want to go anywhere. My room is my favorite place to be.

Riddle: That's what I thought you'd say. At least you don't deviate from expectations…

Riddle: However, you must adhere to the interview rules to respond to each question. I shall wring your response out of you one way or another.

Idia: Geez… What, is this interview titled "Get Threatened By Your Underclassman On Your Birthday" or something?

Idia: Hrrn… Somewhere I want to go… Ah.

Riddle: Have you thought of something?

Idia: I may want to go to Hydra Valley.

Riddle: Hydra Valley… That is the canyon with the sheer cliffs in the Kingdom of Heroes, is that right?

Idia: Yeah, yeah. That place was said to be the lair of a huge 9 headed monster.

Riddle: I'm surprised. I never expected you of all people to go to such an extreme location.

Idia: Hey, no one said I was gonna climb it. There's a different reason I want to go to Hydra Valley…

Riddle: Could you elaborate?

Idia: That was where they shot a scene from the movie I've loved since I was a kid.

Riddle: So, essentially… You're wanting to see where they shot the scene with your own eyes.

Idia: Yup. Back then, they didn't have the CG and drone capabilities that we have now, so they said that the actors and film crew had to actually climb the cliff.

Idia: And even the camera mage had to film while flying on a broom, so…

Idia: YO AND IT WAS CRAZY THO! THAT HEIGHT AND INTENSITY HAD MY HANDS SWEATING LIKE CRAZY!!

Idia: It looked so amazing on the screen then, so I bet it would be even better in person… One of those "wanting to taste the forbidden fruit" kinda thing, maybe?

Riddle: I do understand that one can expand their knowledge of something by experiencing it firsthand. I do hope it happens for you one day.

Idia: I mean, looking at my own flight skills, pretty sure it's basically impossible.

Idia: And if I want to go by other means, I prolly won't have enough time or energy…

Idia: Which means, for shut-ins like me, it's gotta be getting the 360-degree panoramic VR experience!

Idia: It'd be even greater if I can recreate the smell and wind, too.

Idia: …Maybe one day I'll build a device that'll do that and do a quick speedrun of that canyon myself.

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by Anonymous.

#twisted wonderland #twst #idia shroud #riddle rosehearts #twst idia #twst riddle #twst translation #twst birthday

[otterlyotterott]

i hate

how people seem to think snowfall's character development is unearned because it was done through magic like??????? do you discount any changes the characters go through in like, Groundhog Day or Freaky Friday or Your Name???? or ESCAPING PERIL???? the empathy magic is the whole concept of the book

"snowfall was forced to go through her arc" "snowfall changed so suddenly" "snowfall's an entire other character by the end" like, as if her whole personality is tied to her paranoia and racism

her fuckin mom even sits there at the end and is like "snowfall will be a good queen because she's fierce and she'll fight for her people" and YOU CAN CLEARLY SEE HOW SHE'S DONE THAT WHEN YOU LOOK BACK AT THE BOOK

She FIGHTS for the queens to save Pantala, she very adeptly figures out that she can use her power to convince Wren to help out,

Lynx is there the whole time watching Snowfall and believing in her, because neither Lynx nor Glacier ever saw Snowfall's flaws first, they saw her PASSION, her VIGOR, and she has SO MUCH OF IT

THAT is who Snowfall is. She starts her book off channeling her inner fire in a bad way (yelling at her subjects and guards, hating herself, distancing herself from Mink, refusing to help the Pantalans) and through her trials and tribulations, she realizes the ways in which she is wrong and by the end of the book, is using that inner fire, that passion, that burning core in her heart to do good for the world—she smashes the ice wall, she tells Tundra to fuck off, she starts being a better sister to Mink, she becomes, in Lynx's words, THE BEST QUEEN EVER

And imo kind of outclasses Sundew's entire arc in that way—I love Sundew and I think she's a good character but if we're talking about a CLASSIC, CLASSIC, CLASSIC CHARACTER ARC, Snowfall is one of the only WoF protagonists who starts off being COMPLETELY WRONG and then makes mistakes and then, by the end of the book, is changed for the better

Maybe that's why she feels so shocking to WoF readers? Starflight is the only one out of the OG 5 to have a similar trajectory, and in arc 2 you only really have like, Winter and Peril, but even then they had some POINTS

but that's beside my main point

which is her agency ISN'T taken away by the ring. she PUTS THE RING ON IN THE FIRST PLACE. the whole book is a result of her dealing with the consequences of that choice. the scavengers are important not only to bridge Dragonslayer and Flames of Hope but because it's one of the last steps for her to take as a queen. she understands that dragons need help. she then is made to understand something that no other Pyrrhian understands—that humans have emotions and feelings and thoughts, that they deserve dignity—and she believes it, and her being a trailblazer in that way is important. her empathy has evolved to a point where she can now conceive of things that other people can't. and THEN she's shown why the magic that could solve everything is gone forever, and she UNDERSTANDS why Boa did what she did, and she isn't bitter. and THAT is the last step in her transformation. thinking that "maybe Jerboa missed Glacier as much as she did" is genuinely huge, and not even not just for Snowfall. Snowfall is grieving and for her heart to have grown so large isn't some sort of unrealistic transformation. You need to be REALLY BRAVE AND STRONG to acknowledge that you're not the only person in the world hurting when you suffer something like that. That final vision that Snowfall gets doesn't make your eyes misty because Snowfall finally receives validation—it's emotional because at that point in the story you realize that Glacier was right about her daughter the whole time, that Snowfall had worth without this, that Snowfall had the potential in her to be an amazing queen without ever knowing that Glacier had thought these things. It's not Snowfall hearing Glacier's thoughts about how she'll be a good queen and asking "I can be?", it's Snowfall saying, "Maybe I am. Yeah. I'm glad you agree." AND WITH THAT WE UNDERSTAND THAT HER SELF-ASSUREDNESS IS STILL THERE, THAT THE SAME DRAGON WHO SAID THE WAS GOING TO BE THE VERY BEST QUEEN OF THE ICEWINGS EVER ON THE FIRST PAGE OF THE BOOK, IS STILL WITH US, BUT IS NOW EVOLVED INTO THE PERSON THAT SHE HAS TO BE IN ORDER TO MAKE HER SELF-CONDFIDENT STATEMENTS TRUE

I don't know. I think Book 14 is Snowfall all the way down. She's still a little Princessy, still very type-A, still a perfectionist and a total showoff at the end of The Dangerous Gift. It just kind of burns me up for people to think that the Snowfalls at either end of the book are irreconcilably different. I hate the idea that a character as deeply flawed as Snowfall would have to retain some kind of bitterness or hate or rage in her in order to be recognizable.

OR EVEN that she should've been sadder or gone through more shit! like! i think it maybe would have been a bit gratuitous. i think exploring trauma is a really valuable topic to have in a book, especially in YA and MG novels, and that maybe one or two more scenes of Tui digging into that would be nice, but Snowfall is a queen. She should be grieving her mother and doing her best to deprogram her rage and egomania linked to her experiences with the war and with Darkstalker and growing up in a supremacist culture, but the book is about learning the weight of responsibility and accountability more than anything. Having Snowfall fuck up, get faced with the full brunt of what her ignorance is making her blind to, and doing her best to fix everything wrong and make the world a better place and to fight for what is good and right, is the most important thing to showcase.

tldr best queen ever to be honest, Queen Snowfall has a place in my heart forever

Tui's best character writing lies in her

#wings of fire #ottscreeching #snowfall wof #rant post