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#I would literally die for fairy
dillydallydove · 1 year
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I missed drawing these guys
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selenealwayscries · 1 year
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fuck you *puts your fairydog in hanfu*
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emptykitkat · 5 months
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Everytime I rewatch fairy tail I get more and more obsessed with Erza Scarlet like everything about her is bonkers. I’m at the Grand Magic Games right now and it’s just so funny. She’s one of the strongest wizards in Fiore but she fights best when she’s on the verge of death. Apparently she battles Bacchus several times and there was “no clear winner” but I think that’s just because he wasn’t trying to kill her. Like have you seen this woman fight? She defeated 100 monsters just for funzies, you know because she’s a silly goose and a bit of a show off. She could kill Bacchus with her eyes closed tbh but I just don’t think any of her fights with him triggered that ‘win or die’ instinct inside of her that makes her actually try. Because yeah she loves winning, but I feel like she automatically holds back in every fight that isn’t to the death because she doesn’t want to accidentally kill someone, because lord knows she could very easily kill most people.
She’s just so pookie. She’s so blorbo. I love her. And then I go to the wiki too look up something and suddenly I’m like “OMG I TOTALLY FORGOT SHE HAS A GLASS EYE WTF” because Mashima was just trying to fit everything he could possibly think of into one character I guess
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freed-justine-my-wife · 2 months
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Okay realistically i think freed would have decent handwriting, but i also think it would be really funny if it was just HORRIBLE
Like this man spends most his day perfectly writing exact runes where one slip up can change the entire spell, but the second you ask him to write the shopping list his writings illegible
I think the guild would find out bc the master asked him to write a letter or whatnot and the raijin tribe is slowly shaking their heads behind freed while he tries to come up w a decent excuse
Anyway nobody ever lets him live it down
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tokumusume · 1 year
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mrsmothmom · 1 year
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nothing on god's green earth makes me more unhinged and insane then pictures of the galaxy flip looking cute
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wizzard890 · 2 years
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Then I looked to the North and behold! Five beasts stood there. One was like a dog, fiery but not burning. One was like a yellow lion, another was like a pale horse, another was like a black pig. But the last was like a grey wolf. 
- Hildegard von Bingen, 1163 AD
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Bastian - The Second Son
It is the moment of Creation. The Lord God reigns in Heaven. Beneath him are stars and seraphs, the grace of gravity and the dance of the planets. These bodies know their place. 
It is 1348. King Philip IV reigns in France. Beneath him are barons and dukes, counts and knights. These worthies know their place. 
It is November of that darkening year. The Duke of Burgundy, lord of the most powerful noble house in the realm, has three sons. 
His oldest, ill and pious, knows his place. 
His youngest, free of responsibility, delights in his. 
(but the last)
(but the last was like)
The other is Bastian. Second son, rival to no one, notable to a point, rendered a contingency by dint of his conception. Not passed over, for who passes over a second? Present. Reliable. Seething.
Imprisoned by the chain of order, from father to king to the One who set the stars in motion, Bastian sees his shackles, and the heat from his skin threatens to melt them into slag. He is more. A vibrating, black-curdled, hungry certainty: so much more than this.
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(There are high, locked gates in many worlds. There are strange and secret peoples trapped within. One has a golden crown in her hand. She sees a man -- second son, seeded with the end -- who may prove worthy of it.)
(She sees a way out.)
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Bastian knows his place. And he will break the back of the cosmos to rise above it.
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its-nanse · 2 years
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Hi, last chapter of Ginny Weasley and the Chamber of Secrets might actually be coming this haloween :P
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nyupuun · 4 months
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is there any set of cards (2 or more with shared naming or characteristics) that you wish got a full archetype? i really love the majestic mechs. their art is gorgeous, and i used them a lot in the tagforce games, as part of a fairy / banishing based deck. im still holding out hope they get revisited. i know we got a malevolent mech and a pyrotech mech, which also are very pretty, but i prefer the white colorscheme of the majestics (and i don't like using self burning cards)
This is such an insane ask to be getting because I am literally grinding on Over The Nexus with a Fairy Banishing Deck. I was thinking of making a more "up-to-date" version but finding out there are a whole 3 Majestic Mechs has definitely been one of the most terrible news ever.
Regarding Malevolent and Pyrotech Mech- truth be told I think they are just supposed to be a sort of counterparts (especially Malevolent just being a Zombie Counterpart) which feels a little random for such an obscure series. I do hope we can get more support in that regard... now that I think about it, some Fairy Support would be nice. They really don't make them like how they used to 15 years ago (joking)
FOR your actual questions:
Presenting my thoughts and opinions......!!!!!!!
This feels like such a generic answer, and I am sorry for it, but I would LOOOOVE to see a Gem Dragon archetype. I used to play Luster Dragon in World Championship 2007 all the time so it definitely is a bit of a nostalgic card, but KONAMI... I see the vision!!!!! I also like Night's End Sorcerer and Administrator, the design is cool and I love speculation to their relation to the Charmers...!!
I alsk want Helios to be something so badly. I still run it in my ""fun"" Banish Gren Maju Decks simply cause I love her so much and I think people who run Macro Cosmos need to run 1 Helios by default or they aren't allowed to activate and resolve Macro Cosmos! Tsk!!!
I could ramble on and on how I think Swordsman of Landstar is so silly and how I wish it had more cards to its name outside of its one Tuner Version (although I understand that by now its very established as one of the 'Normal Club' as depicted on Normal Support Cards) but I also know how much we love pandering to DM anyways so...! Who knows!
TL;DR Gem Dragons and Helios would be my go-to.
Sorry I rambled so much I actually love Yu-Gi-Oh! so much and I love talking about cards and how much I want each of them to be playable and unlock their potential cause I always have fun.
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probablyaseamonster · 5 months
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so insane about the Fairy Queen (or whatever the hell it is).
It takes no "disrespect" or "talking back". It wants you to stay. It will literally die without you. It is explicitly described as an elder. We are sticking to tradition because "this is just the way it is."
The Fairy Island is a place of pure nostalgia. Everyone who goes there stays young. You can live in the bliss and pretend everything's alright but the rules are set in stone and you cannot change or bend them.
Childhood is wonderful in comparison to adulthood, sure. But there's a reason being "treated like a child" feels like a dismissal of dignity. You could play and pretend you could fly and have zero responsibilities but there would always be an older figure holding you back, holding you down. You were never really free.
And leaving is hard, and painful, and you'll be leaving family members who love you behind. But you need to leave. Escape, even as the island tries to stop you. The human world will seem boring at times, but that island is a prison. You were never really free.
Hilda said a lot of things this season, about families and the different ways we love and hurt each other. But I was not expecting that the last reveal of the show would be that Johanna is not just the best mother in fiction, but that she also broke the cycle. By letting her daughter be free, by giving her daughter the same respect she'd give an adult. By treating her like a person. Like a human being, not a fairy. In the fairy realm, in nostalgia, and childhood, you were never really free.
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ap3arll · 6 days
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☆loser!ellie hcs pt.6☆
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part 1. part 2. part 3. part 4. part 5.
warnings: modern au, loser!ellie, fluff, slightly suggestive🔥(not really🤥), established relationship r n ellie, not explicit whether the r is fem or masc, all of these are just self inserts😰, some silly and random, the last one is a little not.., anyway…i think that’s it? yeah?
note: was feeling silly(literally everyday)lately and cooked these up
daily clicks. don’t buy tlou. read this. and this. help palestine
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☆ ellie loves little intimate moments between the two of you, and they don’t even have to be like 😈, just like a kiss, or holding hands, cuddling, doing things together. it just makes her feel closer to you, and love you even more then she already does if that’s eve possible tho??
☆ i’ve talked about this before but, i saw this pin in a thrift store a little while ago and it was an ‘i ❤️ my gf’ pin and i just know if ellie got her fingers on that she’s pinning it onto her bag or jacket and walk around with it high and proud.
☆ ELLIE WOULD DEFINITELY SING ‘my kind of woman’ by Mac deMarco TO YOU. OMGGGGGG do I even need to say anything else she just loves you so very much that she can’t even put in words so she sings you that song and GHDHDBB
☆ ellie loves hugging, like she might actually die if doesn’t get to hug you every time she sees you. it’s really cute too, because like, idk, but i just need her to hug me. and the hug won’t be too tight like a normal hug, but she’ll hold you for so long omgggg. the two of you could be somewhere like a party and she hug you and not let you go until she thinks she’s had enough hugging(literally never) and she’ll just wobble side to side, slowly and, UGHHHHHH
☆ ellie loves to lay on top of you, specifically on your back. like you could be laying down on the bed or the couch and ellie would just lay on top of you. and maybe some humping no because who wrote that👀🤷‍♀️😅.
☆ i feel like ellie loves yelp, she loves to leave a good(not always) review of a restaurant or wherever she was. and she’s just be so brutally honest that it might even come of as rude, but it’s okay because she’s just a girl🎀
☆ definitely sends you these through out the day or just when she’s feelin extra silly and goofy🤪😜😝
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☆ i just know ellie loves to play indie horror games. like they’re so fun and scary. and she could be like playing them, with you right next to her and she’ll say “this isn’t even scary” and then next jump scare she screams like she’s being stabbed to death😹
☆ yk that fairy trend on tiktok from like a million years ago, where you pretend to fly like a fairy but like only show your feet. i can 💯% see ellie doing that. like she’ll have a whole ass secret fairy acc and everything. she was a fairy🧚‍♀️🧚‍♀️ yk what I’m talking abt??
☆ personally i can see ellie working at like best buy or the home depo, wearing one of those vests with her name on it, and it’s so cutee. like one day you just came in looking for something and went up to ellie for some help and she helps you because obv like your so hot who wouldn’t??? and then would spent an hour explaining something to you…🤤🤤in her soft raspy Ellie voice🥵🥵😼
☆ I feel like Ellie definitely does the dad pose without knowing she’s doing it
☆ ellie definitely film’s little blog of what she is doing and sends them to you. she probably used to make them on snapchat when she was younger and they have her baby voice and she cringes at herself but you find it very cute🫶
☆ prefers tap water over filtered water.
☆ takes screenshots of things she thinks she’s going to need in the future/or needs to remember and just forgets abt them and then complains abt not having any storage on her phone.
☆ HEAR ME OUT OKAY HEAR ME OUTTT🙏🙏🙏 i feel like ellie definitely has some CRAZY hear me outs… like ummm the green and the brown m&ms, uhh wtv her name is, nala, mrs. potts from beauty and the beast(1991)………., this girl also dk her name, the tooth fairy for the rise of the guardians.., lola from the shark tale… dick me down no who said that???😅😰 ANYWAY ummm that was definitely not me speaking… i have more, BUT i going to stop RIGHT here for your own safety..
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ROUND 5 MATCH 6
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Claude propaganda:
"To say Claude has trust issues is an understatement—you have to spend half the game earning his. (Claude isn't even his real name!) Once you have it, though, he's absolutely ride or die for you until the stars go out. He is so full of heart and ambition: He wants both sides of his heritage to get along, he wants to open borders and eliminate xenophobia and promote equality between commonfolk, and deep down, I think he craves a partner to stand with him at that new dawn, or an equal who sees his vision for the future and will fight for it just as hard. Nobody believed in him when he was a kid, but if you put your faith in him, he'll return it tenfold. Some people don't like that he's calculating, or has to leave the player character at the end of the game to go back to his homeland, but both are necessary elements for his goals to change things. He will always come back, and everyone who bets against him and his love for his companions is wrong with a big fat W. #KhalidForMostDatablePrez"
"Claude is a fun little onion of facades. He calls himself the embodiment of distrust, he acts like he's carefree and without worries, an unscrupulous schemer--and so many in universe buy into that hook line and sinker. He's used to others viewing him with suspicion and uses it as armor to obscure his not-so-dark truth: that he cares immensely, that he values minimizing the loss of life, and that above all he has so much hope that people will fundamentally choose to do better given the choice.
His front guards a center that his conflict filled world would be happy to tear apart. As the child of people from two nations in constant conflict--one of which is explicitly isolationist and dehumanizes those outside its church's reach--he hasn't really had a place where he can be without his facade. As a child he thought he could run, but when confronted with the fact that this hatred existed no matter where he ran, he chose to instead try to create a more just and kind world.
His inability to let others in beyond his facade at first may lead to a sense of distance, but isn't it then all the more satisfying when you're allowed in? All he wants is a little trust, a little faith, and--like what he wants to give everyone--a chance to be better.
And like that you got a charming young lad with a fun personality that your grandma would be thrilled to have stay forever."
Josephine propaganda:
“you get to have a full Disney princess style romance with her, she is the most precious, the most sweet, I love her so much 🥺”
“Josephine's one of the "behind the scenes" companion for the protagonist and she advises them on diplomacy-related matters.
Her personal quest and romance is fairy-tale worthy: she gets threatened with assassination, you help her restore her family's fortune, you get threatened by her best friend to not break her heart, she doesn't dare to hope you mean anything serious when flirting until you spell it out for her, after which Josie agrees to a deeper relationship... And immediately after that she finds out her family has engaged her to a random noble without her knowledge!! You publicly challenge the suitor to a one-on-one duel to win her hand, she finds out and interrupts the duel because she's worried of the Inquisitor throwing literally the entire plot away and risk life in combat for her... To which of course you can confess that they're doing it because they love Josephine, and they get the cutest cutscene with Josie jumping in the Inquisitor's arms and them spinning her around before kissing each other <3 The betrothed steps away because he sees true love between the two. She and the Inquisitor stay together through the end game and after it, gaining a "second home" with her and her family.
She really believes in the Inquisitor's cause and from the very first conversations with her, she asks questions about your background and tries to make you feel welcomed (especially appreciated if the Inquisitor isn't human since people are less trusting of them). She's politically smart but dislikes violence, overall very sweet but still strong... Josie tends to overwork herself (she's a perfectionist) and at first she tries to keep a professional air at all times but if you encourage her, she will rant to you and spill all the tea about nobles lol.”
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earmo-imni · 3 months
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(Major spoilers for anyone who hasn’t read/watched Fairy Tail)
(Like seriously, major)
Something that always haunts me about Fairy Tail is that Natsu isn’t really the original Natsu
Like Zeref said he brought him back to life as an Etherious
But as far as I can tell creating an Etherious seems to involve writing, in detail, what makes up that Etherious in terms of personality, in order to determine what the magic involved actually creates
Which would mean, technically, Zeref never actually resurrected anyone, he just created an approximate facsimile of his dead brother
I mean, he had like previous versions of Natsu and everything (see: Larcade) which means Zeref tried to recreate Natsu multiple times and our Natsu was just the most accurate recreation, the one close enough to Zeref’s original brother for Zeref to accept
Our Natsu is still our Natsu and always has been, but he is not, in fact, the original Natsu who died. He’s a copy of a little boy who died four hundred years ago.
Except he grew up into his own person of course
Also I wonder if some part of Zeref recognized that and that’s why he was totally okay with Natsu killing him even though that meant Natsu would die too, despite literally everything Zeref had suffered and done to bring his brother back to life
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yourlocaltreesimp · 1 month
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The First to be Forsaken
been in the works for a while!! This was actually a request that got deleted.
So to the anon who requested a reader who was cursed by Hylia like Eda in the owl house, this is for you!
tw: chronic illness, death
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The ache in your hands never lessened and the maring cracks in your skin never healed. It made for a rather ugly sight, all considered. The creeping vine-like scars showing in rather gorey details the tainted flesh.
No medical salve nor healing spell could rid you of the malice that poisoned your blood. And according to the words of the fairies themselves, it’s latched to your very soul. It festers, feeding off of your energy until you’ll be left as a husk. A puppet with no one to pull its strings.
It’s not pleasant knowing you’re going to die, but it’s less so knowing that no matter how often you pray to the goddess it will not be fixed. The divine never needed to give reason for why they shunned that which gives them power. Still, the chain did what they could, and for that you had many thanks.
Wild always had hearty food to replace the energy stolen from you, Legend let you wear whatever charmed jewellery you wanted, Time would never let you take night shifts, Warriors would carry you on the days you were too fragile to walk, Twilight doubled as a bed and his pelt as a blanket, Four made braces for your brittle joints, Hyrule was always testing different mixes in hopes that one might lessen your pain, Sky would hold your hand and talk to you on the days you could walk to make sure that you had something to distract from the crying of your nerves, even Wind spared some of his grandmother’s soup in hopes that of it didn’t rid of pain, it might ease your distress. Your Heroes were funny like that, sacrificing whatever they had for anyone that needed it, no matter how precious their time or belongings are. Certainly not a coincidence they act this way. They’ve seen what’s become of you under the neglect of the gods. And you’ve seen the familiar ache in their eyes, the recognition of themselves within you.
The newest hero, First —well perhaps then he’s the oldest— was in many ways similar. He too would offer you stories and ballads from his time, forgotten by the time the next era rolled in. His words had a majesty that had the whole camp turn an ear to follow whatever tale he recalled. And by the time it came for you to lay your head and rest, your woes would be far off from the front of your mind.
He’d sweep you off your feet both in the figurative matter and the literal. With only the gentlest graze of your skin and only the sweetest words that could be uttered did he regard you. He did not hold you to a sense of pity, as was common among many who knew of you, but a genuine care. A care for you beyond measure that he’d shown on many occasions that he would stop at nothing to ensure that if you could not be comfortable, you could be content.
And currently you were, despite it being a bad day.
The champion watched over the cooking pot carefully and the traveller flicked through one of his journals, looking for a combination of herbs that might be of help to you. The two passed questions back and forth in an effort to find an overlap of medicinals they haven’t already tried.
You had Twi’s pelt, Sky’s sailcloth and First’s scarf to try and dull your cold flashes. You leaned back against the First hero as his arms warped around you and his face buried into your shoulder. You shiver as the next cold wave hits, wincing. The moment sits in silence before his arms around your abdomen gently pull you closer.
“I am sorry for what she did to you, My beloved.” His voice was deep and poetic as usual, the unwavering strength he displayed to the world melted to softness at your touch. Through the staticky emptiness that settled in your brain, the question stood, alone and without any real context nor answer.
“What do you mean?” Your brows furrow and you look over at where he rests his head on your shoulder. He draws a heavy breath, mumbling something into your layers of clothing.
“Hylia- all of this because of her vanity. I am sorry you fell victim.” There is a pain in his voice, a guilt he’s held for long. Shackles upon his wrists that he’s not willing to let himself be freed from. You suppose it is him where their united care for the world came from, no matter how unrequited. He’d bleed himself dry for the world if it meant that it’d be better.
“I don’t mind being here with you all” You hear the distant rowdy laughter of Wind and Twi, and you find it in yourself to bask in this one moment, “It’s certainly worth it. To me, at least.” He grumbles happily, kissing the nearest place of unscathed skin he can find, right below your jaw.
“I am glad, Dearest. But that-“ His voice wavers as another chill wracks your body. You can only find a wince as you try to block away the ever advancing chill.
“That is not what I meant. I- It’s because of her that you cannot find rest. It is she who whittled down your bones and set alight your nerves” You find nothing to say as you stare at him, urging for more. “She thought it was wrong for me to love you, to long for your care and yearn to hold your heart. So, she tainted y-“ You wish to hear his words. A muse longing to read the poets works, and yet-
The words grow fuzzy as the gloom within you swells, gnawing painfully at your bones. It seems that you had forgotten exactly how brittle you were. It was always hubris that killed heroes, wasn’t it? But that didn’t make sense. You were no hero. How could it be hubris if you never meant to taunt the gods. How could that be- you weren’t dying, are you?
They said you’d be ok.
You’ll be ok right?
Everything will be ok?
The pressure in your head doesn’t stop growing and your stomach hurls.
The sun is so bright.
It hurts.
She’s taking you again, isn’t she?
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partycatty · 4 months
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Hear me out bi han with a figure skating reader?..
YAS i actually have two other requests for the same thing! u guys r so cute i love ur lil ideas :))
bi-han > foolish
how it goes when you're an elegant skater and he's a stoic ninja!
warnings: u almost die, controversial bi-han character writing?
notes: this reads like a barbie movie it's a little corny, also i imagine his frost/ice shoots out like elsa LMFAO like all beautiful n shit when he's not trying to spear someone w an icicle
masterlist <3
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•when i say bi-han is absolutely horrible at verbalizing his romantic thoughts, i promise with my entire being that i mean it.
•so it comes to nobody's surprise when all bi-han can do is watch you as you glide across the ice like a gorgeous fairy, eyes closed and completely encapsulated in the movement. he was supposed to be scouring the land for raiden and kung lao to confirm their whereabouts, but he stopped when he heard your pretty humming and scraping of ice. all he could do was stand atop a roof and observe you quietly, suddenly feeling a little warm, which was completely out of character for the cryomancer.
•your skates were handmade and your movements weren't professional. you learned through VHS tapes and magazines growing up, and you wanted nothing more than to leave fengjian and make it big in the olympics.
•each time he returns to fengjian to spy on the farmers and report back to liu kang, he's sure to stray from the path when nobody is looking, and checks on the frozen pond to see if you're skating. something about it entrances him. perhaps it's because he uses his ice for dominance and strength, while you submit your entire life to the deadly pond in such a beautiful display of grace.
•it takes him several visits to actually approach you, and it was entirely unintentional. you had actually fallen into a thin patch of ice, your leg trapped in a jagged part and effectively sucking your leg into the freezing water. he leapt from the rooftop and revealed himself to you. while he may not be the best at encouraging words, he's great at barking commands. so, in his all-ice-knowing voice, he tells you how to save yourself step by step, since you seemed entirely clueless about this incredibly important survival skill.
•your nerves got the better of you as you cry out and squirm, and the ice cracked even more. bi-han let out a growl of frustration with the situation before stomping across the ice to you. you wanted to shout out and tell him to stand back or he'd make it worse, but the words get caught in your throat when, with each step, his footsteps spawned large swirling waves of frosty ice, effectively repairing the cracks around you.
•bi-han doesn't outstretch an arm, he just stands menacingly - and silently - over you as you whimper in pain. saving yourself, you use his thick arm as leverage and hoist yourself out of the water, and he barely flinches at your soggy weight.
•"you... you did that," you say incredulously and out of breath, pointing at the intricate patterns along the ice top. bi-han's eyes follow your point and he exhales before turning back to you. "with the ice... how?"
•"you were foolish," he replies coldly, though you sense a morbidly caring tone in his voice. "stay near the shore. you'll lose that leg if you're not careful. no more skating then."
•your hand is on his chest as you regain your balance, and your eyes fall to the emblem on his uniform.
•"how did you know i was skating?" you ask, with a smirk teasing your lips. bi-han tenses up at your question, looking away momentarily. he would literally rather die than admit he was staring at you, and you sense that, so you move back to the emblem.
•"you are in a clan," you mutter, reaching to trace it. "what are ninjas doing in fengjian?"
•instinctively, he snatches up your wrist and holds it in the air, warning you silently not to touch it. but even so, bi-han's lips part for a moment, his eagerness to speak to you overtaking his stoicism. he covers his mouth and furrows his brows. something about your gentleness, your kindness, causes him to desire to match it. your sweet eyes looking into his, you tilt your head and he nearly collapses.
•he decides not to answer your question, and you assume whatever it is is a private matter. perhaps the whispers in madam bo's restaurant might offer an explanation later.
•"well... thank you," you thank him gently, with your arm still in his grip. it's evident that... he doesn't scare you. in fact, you're fascinated by this man. everyone knows everyone, so who could this big yummy scoop of ice cream be??
•"don't thank me yet," he replies, eyes looking down at the ice and back to the shore. "with me. come."
•you do an awkward combination of skating and walking beside bi-han as he leads you back to the snowy shore. his hand rests on your back, full palm taking up a great amount of space on your back. you shudder at the thought.
•"may i thank you now?" you ask with gentle playfulness, smiling up at the ninja before bowing out of respect. "you saved my life, sir. the least you can do is tell me your name."
•"bi-han," he finally replies, his lips in a firm line. "don't make me save you again. be smart. be vigilant."
•his lecture halts when he hears his brothers call for his name in the echoey distance. he shares one last glance with you before walking off into the village alleys, and you're utterly dumbfounded. did that actually happen, or was that a weird hypothermic hallucination? do those even happen?
•before the lin kuei end their exploration of your village, bi-han decides to leave one last lesson for you at your doorstep. how he even knew where you lived baffled you. but, the uneasiness went away when you opened the hastily put together box, and see a brand new pair of ice skates, the blades frosted with the same beautiful pattern you saw on the ice that day.
•never again did you get near the thin points of the icy pond. and, every winter after that, you can't help but feel a pair of eyes on you in the distance as you improve your flips and pivots using your gorgeous skates. and you're pretty sure the lin kuei's business in the village ended quite some time ago...
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drak3n · 4 months
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TO ALL THE MEN YOU’VE LOVED BEFORE: PROLOGUE
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ꨄ. SYNOPSIS: the launching of a new platform magically re-connecting seperated people has shaken the entirety of social media. after many months of contemplation and denial, you give in to your urges.
ꨄ. SENA’S NOTE: this merely serves as a way to introduce all eight parts of the mini-series! as they’re all characters from different fandoms, there clearly won’t be names or any specific action in this! so this is a little short :)
TO ALL THE MEN YOU’VE LOVED BEFORE MASTERLIST
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.
everywhere.
it was everywhere you went. following you around like it was your shadow, cornering you at any given possibility.
you knew the drill. once something went viral anywhere, it would stick around for some time and then be forgotten.
that wasn’t the case with this damn live show. not at all. the first time it had been announced on international tv must have been ages ago, like around the beginning of the year. yet, the hype never seemed to die down, with more and more people freaking out online and in real life about how it changed their lives.
you were convinced it was a scam. like come on, who even believed in a fairy tale like that? being reunited with a lost lover, or any kind of lover who it didn’t work out with?
there was a reason it hadn’t worked out. because if there wasn’t, you’d still surely be with that person.
it started with trailers being shown on every channel you zipped through, announcing free slots for their newest season and putting emphasis on their confidentiality. how people had the choice to stay anonymous while spilling their private and embarrassing matters to so-called love experts.
such bullshit.
now, it went way past that. you ended up avoiding watching tv, just to literally be haunted by that cursed show in other ways. through flyers and stickers flying around, through posters hung up on subway stations and even inside of said subways, hell, a couple of days ago, there was even an airship promoting it.
TO ALL THE MEN YOU’VE LOVED BEFORE. a silly name for a concept just as silly as that.
what did you have to do again to apply?
right, as if there was any way of forgetting with how much your coworkers were babbling about it. they made sure to remind you of that every day.
“i’m still thinking if i should just call them the next time and try my luck,” you heard one of many tell another while you were waiting in the line for your lunch. “i really, really want to make up with my ex. they’re my only hope.”
their conversation went on for many more minutes, and you were glad when you finally were next in line to greet the lunch lady with a tired smile. as she filled your tray in a halfhearted manner, your smile quickly faded away upon hearing her talk to a fellow worker behind the counters.
“my son and his teenage love reconciled after he applied there. they are awaiting their first child soon!” the elderly woman gushed while placing a cup of pudding onto your tray, waiting for you to scan your employee id before you shuffled away from the line to plop down on an empty space in the crowded lunch hall.
it was all the same. love, love, love. always those same old problems. getting dumped, being abandoned, or doing the dumping and abandoning.
regret, sadness, frustration, desperation.
you came home that sane evening with thoughts plaguing your mind; with the big question if those were all signs for you to see. if everything you’d been hearing and seeing for these past couple of months were meant to open your eyes, somehow. to get the hint.
making a beeline to your bedroom, your eyes darted to the package placed on your bed. still untouched and waiting to be sent. the pastel pink stamp had been placed on the corner of the box yesterday by you. those fuckers made so much money with their hit show that they distributed stamps, to force them to send more drama their way for them to indulge in.
it was stupid that you had even put in the effort to package what was meant to have been tossed away long ago. it might or might not have been long yet, but why did you keep that?
as a writer, you couldn’t contain yourself. even back then, you had always known you’d end up becoming anything connected to writing, journaling, whatever. it was almost annoying how you used to document all those feelings you couldn’t put into words.
specifically writing letters had always been your passion. writing down your heartbreaks and grief into words and making them come to life on paper.
words you failed to tell him.
the recipients were all written on the envelopes inside the box, some years ago, and some recently, and you didn’t even know if they were still the same addresses.
for some, you knew for sure they weren’t.
even if the cast of TO ALL THE MEN YOU’VE LOVED BEFORE — if they picked you, that is — wouldn’t find their current addresses, you were for sure going to be relieved. those letters had been a significant burden on your heart ever since you had written them.
for the first time in your life, you didn’t feel any kind of satisfaction from writing. these letters existed to be sent. and you were realizing it just now.
they were meant to be read aloud, understood. they had to be read by others for you to be at peace with your unresolved feelings.
the very next morning, you handed the package to the post office, bidding farewell to years of bottled-up and hidden feelings.
it wasn’t until a week later that you received a letter, with the same pink stamp and sender the same you had sent your letters to. you found yourself reading it in front of the door to your apartment:
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.
dear contestant,
we thank you for your package and were enthralled to read about your experiences. upon short discussions within our team of experts, we soon decided to choose your case to present in our next live airing, which is going to be this saturday!
the letters have already been sent out to their respective addresses — some of which we had to adjust as there have been changes.
it is up to you if you want to join us for our next airing — it be via call or even by showing up at our studio! we will welcome you in any case and make sure you will reunite with one of your lost loves.
please do not worry, as we will handle all of your data with the utmost care and make sure that none of it is leaked for other purposes.
up until then, stay lovely and trust the process!
ꨄ. your TO ALL THE MEN YOU’VE LOVED BEFORE cast
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.
PROCEED TO OPEN LETTER
THE LOST LOVE ꨄ TOJI FUSHIGURO
THE ONE NIGHT STAND ꨄ HIROMI HIGURUMA
THE NEMESIS ꨄ ATSUMU MIYA
THE BEST FRIEND ꨄ KEN RYUGYJI
FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS GONE WRONG ꨄ SHUJI HANMA
THE FORBIDDEN LOVE ꨄ LEVI ACKERMAN
RIGHT PERSON, WRONG TIMING ꨄ TOUYA TODOROKI
THE BOY NEXT DOOR ꨄ SHOUEI BAROU
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.
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