#and i want to celebrate bc of getting away and healing and taking back power etc etc

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mutuals, if you have any ideas....

#so basically the 1 year anniversary of the end of my abusive relationship is coming up in a few weeks #and i want to celebrate bc of getting away and healing and taking back power etc etc #currently brainstorming some celebratory ideas and wondering if anything comes to mind for you

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Hamefura♪ Idol AU! (part 3)

Thank you so much to the people who have voiced their interest for this AU! I honestly wouldn’t have planned on writing any of this and just planned to keep it all in my head if no one asked :’’DD Special thanks to @ineedglassesalways​​ for the song reqs for this one! please check her out she has amazing art!

Please bare in mind that my thoughts are an absolute mess and that what i’m talking about switches between Fortune Lover and Hamefura at the snap of a finger. Most info is the same, so just try to understand which i’m talking about while reading fjhgsdjhfg

(Also i’m gonna start calling this “My Next Life as an Idol?! All Routes lead to Doom!!!” or HameFura♪ now hgfjsdgf)

Directory: Hamefura♪ Part 1 - Fortune Lover ||  Hamefura♪ Part 2 - hamefura

Edit: I added a cut bc i’m starting to sympathize with the people who has to scroll passed all this gjshgf

Random Plot and World-building stuff

Sorcier Entertainment is the biggest entertainment business for the past 2 decades, bringing out and producing the best quality of idols, actors, models, composers, musicians, DJs etc. It is a parent company to a lot of branches and agencies. 

Sorcier Pro. is the main sub-branch of SorEn, being the most popular agency for producing the current hit in the market, which are idols. There a few other agencies within SorEn, but they wont be important until later. Geoffrey Stuart is the president of Sorcier Entertainment, and is the overseer of the main idol branch (no one knows why though, probably bc his lil bros are there). Entertainment is such an important and prevalent part of Society that the combination of the Stuarts holding power of the the entertainment industry, as well as Mr. Stuart being the prime minister, they are truly considered to be the most influential family in the country, which is added by the fact that every member of the family is an outstanding and well-respect individual. 

Sorcier Pro. has a variety of high quality facilities for their idols, and even had a dormitory where they can stay in. This was done for the sake of maximizing the idol’s work hours while giving them a comfortable and accessible place of rest. Not all idols are living in the dormitories, and is usually just housing the popular ones at the time. 

All of the main characters (except Sirius, and Villainess!Katarina) are living in the dormitory during the events of the “game”. Nicol and Sophia has rooms there, but they usually return to their home because they are more comfortable there. Katarina and Keith also regularly visit their parents whenever they are free, so their stay is a 50/50. Maria doesn’t visit her mother often (as her house is too far from her private school and work) so she’s always at the dorms. 

A lot of the well known powerful, political and celebrity families (that are the equivalent to “nobles” in this world) are collaborators and sponsors of the company, one of the main sponsors being the Claes Family.

I thought of just making the setting an “Idol Academy” like in Aikatsu! and EnStars!, but I though nah, that’s just too easy. Industry idols are much more interesting to me, and that plot works better for a “idol rhythm game/producer simulator”, specifically for what M.C. gets to do in the game (plus I was listening to IM@S when writing the first part so hgfsdjhfdgsj)

Most prestigious families has their kids be home-schooled, especially ones that are involved in the entertainment industry. This is so that they can focus on their career while they are still young. The exception to this was Maria, until she became an idol and had to take a hiatus from school as Sorcier Pro. expects her to focus on expanding her career. She takes supplementary classes on the weekends.

Katarina’s solo unit name in Fortune Lover is Nobelia (a combination of “nobilis or noble” and “lobelia”, the blue flower of malevolence or evil). She sometimes gets temporary teammates to join for tournaments and projects, but she is a solo idol. 

So the units are Fortuna (Gerald, Keith, Alan and Nicol), Amour (Maria, Sophia, and Mary), Nobelia (Katarina solo), Picotee (Sophia solo), Marigold (Mary solo), Alcea (Maria solo), Regalis (Gerald and Alan), Edel Herz (Keith and Nicol). 

The name’s origins being: Fortuna as the greek of ‘Fortune’, Amour as the french of ‘Love’, Picotee as the dual colored flower (that can be white and red), Marigold (bc obviously) as the flower of passion, Alcea from alcea rosea (the pink hollyhock, which almost means strength and healing), Regalis as a root word/synonym to royal/royalty, Edel Herz being just a google translate of “noble heart” in german teehee (pls appreciate all the googling I had to do dhfgsjhfdg yes it’s mostly flower names bc I have no originality)

yes i changed the names form my original post, don’t call me out asdfgh

Idols don’t really need a stage name if they are a solo idol, but most popular idols are associated with one so it just became a trend to have both stage names and unit names. 

In the original game, Maria’s default stage name is “Cinderella”, which you can then change into the username or player name. This is so that Maria can keep her name while still giving the players a custom name. 

Maria’s original stage name is a nod to a lot of things: the “Cindrella syndrome” that her character is based on, The name of Fortuna’s fans/fanbase (as most players really are a fan of the boys), and is also a reference to how you are the main love interest for the boys (as you are their true Cinderella)

Katarina doesn’t retain the same stage name “Nobelia” as Villainess!Katarina does, in fear that it might her more similar to her, leading her to a doom end. She doesn’t have a stage name, unlike her friends. Her fans would call her “Bakarina” online though, but she never finds out about it jhagjsfg

Fortuna is an all-around male idol unit, one that can take on different images and genres with ease. The image of the unit changes depending on which boy is the center/lead of the song:

With Gerald, the music focuses on the instrumentals or the orchestra, giving a royal or heavenly vibe. The songs have an emphasis on righteousness, the beauty of life and a prosperous future. The songs for the fans usually has a theme of “reminiscent love” or “looking forward to a future with their partner”. A good example of a unit center song for his is Genuine Revelation from EnStars, and Flower as a solo song from his VA

With Keith, the music becomes more mature. The songs have more seductive lyrics, and has an emphasis on “forbidden love” or “having a secret relationship” with the fans. The lyrics are usually innocent in nature, until you read in-between the lines. Sometimes, his center songs throw a curveball and becomes about a “pure and innocent love” or “longing to be loved”. A good example for his solo song is Gekkoujou no Aria from A3 (please listen to it, it’s by Keith’s VA and the lyrics screams “Keith”)

With Alan, the guitar, violin and piano take the center stage.The music usually has more instrumentals than lyrics. The songs are primarily about being one’s true self, loving who you are and looking back at the past. Friendship and Identity are common themes in his songs. Sometimes, his center songs would throw a curve ball and be about something like “not acknowledging one’s feelings until it is too late”. A good song that represents his usually themes is Bokura no Kizuna from A3

With Nicol, the music is more slow and deep. The songs are usually about self-conflict, self-development and change. His songs sometimes have a theme of having an extreme adoration for the fans, a love so strong that time nor age can make it falter. “Being the only one for him” is the theme of his more popular songs. A good example for his solo song is Sword and Soul from his very own VA!

Yeah, basically the image of the center idol is reflected in the performance.

I don’t have a full list of idol song recommendations yet, but my friend who i mentioned above already recommended a bunch of good duo songs for the boys!: (feel free to suggest stuff if you guys have any :DD)

Gerald/Keith - Es No Yutsu from A3

Keith/Nicol- Plastic Poker from A3

Alan/Nicol - Don't Cry from A3

In the original game, all four boys we’re scouted while the girls all auditioned to become idols. Now, since they are all close friends, Gerald was able to market the talents of his friends and was able to get them all scouted into Sorcier Production. 

Fortuna has a producer before Maria, but by the beginning of the game, he had to leave due to health reasons, leading to the sudden application for a new producer. While many producers offered to take care of the boys alongside their other idols, Fortuna insisted that they want a new producer who would focus solely on them. 

Mary and Sophia also have their own producers, but they are barely present because they are busy handing other idols (and eventually, will let go of Mary and Sophia once they decide that they want Maria to produce them)

While Fortuna, Mary and Sophia’s careers were able to skyrocket quickly do to their appeals and talents, Katarina’s career grew slowly compared to her friends. This is because, despite to protests of her Producer Anne, she usually takes smaller gigs in far away towns, malls and small live houses. This is because Katarina wanted to perform in front of people who can’t easily access or attend live performances outside of the internet, just like her own small town in her previous life. She knew how happy she’d feel if there was an idol performance near her area, so she wanted to share that joy to other people. 

Katarina doesn’t join her friends in doing acting and modeling jobs until much later, when Maria joins their group. 

Anne Shelley acts as Katarina’s fitness instructor, personal health manager, and producer. She was brought into Katarina’s life even before she regained her memories, only exclusively as a health manager recommended to the Claes Family. She ended up taking on more jobs that involves watching over Katarina as the years pass by, as the young girl started gaining more and more interests and hobbies. Katarina wonders how Anne is able to be qualified for so many jobs, but she just sums it up as Anne being amazing! (Katarina: I guess she’s kind of like a maid!... or a babysitter...) Anne was (somehow) able to become a producer in Sorcier Productions and was easily recommended for Katarina due to their history. Anne cares a lot about Katarina in her happiness, and will do anything to support her (both version of her, in fact), so much that she is willing to juggle so many careers in order to stay by her side. 

Katarina has a small farm that she tends to in her free time (since she doesn’t get a lot of job offers in the first place) that is located in the garden grounds near the main office of Sorcier Pro. Her visitors/helpers differ each day, depending on who is available (and who intentionally made themselves available to make sure they can spend as much time as they can with Katarina)

While her friends constantly get fan mail, the delivery man is always wondering why Katarina always specifically gets a small light box. In reality, it’s packages sent by Tom the gardener, from the Claes Mansion, showing her all his new prototypes for the snake toy. While Katarina first started out as making them out of paper before deciding on buying them online, she knew her family would be suspicious and question why she’s making such a purchase, so she was surprised when Tom started joining her in making fake snakes, until the snakes started to look even more realistic than the plastic ones online!

Maria Campbell: A Girl Chosen by Destiny

Since “Maria” is an involved protagonist, she gets to keep her name in the game, with her idol alias being the “username”of the player

Just like in HameFura, the game doesn’t give much on Maria’s actual history. 

The game does have an implied personality for her, being a kind and hardworking girl who puts all her focus on the task at hand. The game implies that she is also a bit introverted, with her personality becoming more open and outgoing as the game progresses (implied through the slight changes in dialogue choices).

She’s a bit of a country bumpkin who moved into the big city in order to experience the world outside her town. She was able to gain a scholarship to a school in the city, and moved alone to stay with her aunt from her father’s side.

Due to her father leaving the family when she was young to due to rumors that she might be the daughter of a different man, Maria’s relationship with her mother is still very strayed. Thanks to these rumors, her father left her and her mother when she was young, and her town heavily criticized the two for the adultery that her mother apparently committed. These rumors stemmed form the fact that even as a child, Maria was beautiful (with clear blue eyes and bright blonde hair, that are in contrast to her mother’s dull eyes and dull hair). While her mother was fare-faced, the appearance that Maria had was usually associated with celebrities or artists, making people believe that Maria didn’t come from her father. Despite Maria’s mother claiming that none of it was true, the rumors got so out of hand that Maria’s father became ashamed of his family, leading him to leave without a word.

In the beginning of the game, she stayed with an Aunt from her father’s side, on the condition that she somehow pays the bills by herself, leading her to want to get a job. 

Maria saw the announcement of Sorcier Production being in need of new staff, so she applied quickly in order to start saving money. Thanks to a set of misunderstandings, she accidentally got the role as a producer, despite her lack of credentials (not knowing that she was the beginning of a big project of SorEn)

Maria is an extremely hardworking person, believing that if she worked hard enough, she will be one day rewarded with the love that she’s always dreamed of receiving.  Fortune Lover makes you think that Maria is naturally able to produce 7 idols, but in reality, it’s at the expense of Maria overworking herself to the bone, with almost no time for herself at all. Sometimes she sleeps in her small desk office instead of the household that she’s paying the bills of, in order to maximize her work hours. She dedicates every second that she has on the four boys, so when they shower her with love and attention, she was able to easily fall in love with them as well (and sadly becomes dependent on their validation as a personal reward for her efforts). 

A month before one of Fortuna’s biggest live performance (or a little bit after Maria joins them as their producer), Maria oversaw the training of another idol who came to her and ask for help (not knowing that she was just trying to get close to Maria to get close with the Fortuna boys). Maria helped her train her dancing and singing, and even memorized her choreography in order to critique her steps. She became too dedicated in helping that idol improve, thinking that the girl wanted to be friends with her. When the event happened, the female idol was hit with bad karma and injured her leg just as the live started, leaving her unable to perform. This causes an uproar among the staff, as the set list was too complicated to change in such short notice. Gerald, who is aware that Maria has been helping their colleague, encourages Maria to take her place since she knew the lyrics and the dance. Thanks to the encouragement of the boys, Maria debuts in front of a huge crowd, gaining instant popularity as the cinderella idol that saved the live event. 

Most of Maria’s job as a producer in arranging the schedules of the boys, staying in contact with their costume designer, staying in contact with their personal composers and lyricists, sorting through job offers, keeping watch of their health, watching them while they practice and accompanying them in their jobs. When she isn’t there to accompany any of them, another producer temporarily takes her place. 

As Maria’s popularity increases, she is given job offers that prevents her from focusing on being a producer. Since the boys are very fond of Maria, they are very encouraging of her desire to become an idol too, and offers to help support her and themselves moving forward. 

The game itself doesn’t make the changes in Maria’s occupation obvious, since Maria’s idol life is only prevalent in the Idol Rhythm Game Mode, but in reality the increase in workload is slowly eating her up (not that she’d let anyone know that)

Maria, as an idol, gets constantly harassed by her peers (especially Katarina) for being a nobody idol who took the spotlight away from them, as well as for being a close ally to Fortuna. A lot of scenes in the story mode is the boys saving her from the harassment (leading to a lot of good CG art that are sold as posters :P)

Depending on whose romance route you are on, Mary and Sophia start out as very hostile towards Maria, as her existence takes away the attention that their loved ones were supposed to give to them. Sophia warms up the fastest, as Maria’s lack of hostility towards her makes both her and Nicol easily attached. Even after the three starts as unit as Amour, Mary’s relationship with maria is mostly professional, before she slowly warms up to her somewhere near the end of the Alan Romance Route. The three can be considered friends, but they still seemed more like colleagues in the eyes of other people. 

When Katarina meets Maria, she was very surprised to know that the Maria she played as in the game was a more humane person than the game shows up (somehow who isn’t perfect in every way, and works hard and long to be able to provide for both herself and the four boys)

Their meeting and friendship bloomed in the same way as the Otome Game version (because i’m too lazy to jot down every minor difference hgfjsdgf), surprising Katarina that baking hobby that was just mentioned in text or used as a plot device is actually real and flourishing, and is something she actively supported Maria. 

Due to Katarina’s slow popularity gain, and Maria being a novice idol, they usually took and accepted jobs together since they both needed a boost. Instead of the quick burst of popularity that Maria has in the game, this time she wants to take each step slowly with Katarina, with the desire for them to grow at the same time.

Since Katarina is now aware of the hardships that Maria must be facing as both a producer and an idol, this time Katarina and Anne often help Maria with her paperwork and organization. Whenever Maria isn’t there to follow Gerald, Keith, Alan or Nicol, Anne now takes over if she’s available or she’d recommend a colleague that she knows would assist the boys like a pro. 

Katarina insists that Maria doesn’t have to shoulder all her burden alone, and that she has all their friends around to help her and support her as they do with each other. Katarina tells her that it’s okay to ask for help and even offers her hand constantly (wow, Katarina can easily carry all these boxes of documents? My hero~) and Maria takes this lesson to heart.

Even though Maria felt nervous about joining Katarina’s friend group so suddenly, which even includes the very idols that she’s meant to watch over, Katarina was very insistent that Maria’s wonderful and warming presence would let her blend in so easily (Katarina isn’t aware of how the relationships of the characters were like in the original game since she never finished). Maria is eventually able to become friends with everyone, and is easily able to hold conversations with Mary and Sophia without Katarina around. Maria is there to act as a straight man to Mary’s exaggerated attempts at hindering the boy’s time with Katarina, and Maria often acts as an ear to Mary’s gossips about other idols. Maria, while not an avid fan of novels as Sophia and Katarina, can still join conversations about books by asking details, recommendations and insights on books she’s already read. Maria can easily get along with the boys as well, since they are in each other’s presence most of the time due to her role. They don’t hesitate to help Maria whenever they can (despite her resistance), and she’s usually the one who stops the arguments between Gerald and Keith whenever they are in the middle of a job. 

Since Katarina ended p being so attached to Maria, the boys sometimes takes advantage of Maria’s role as a producer to have her work instead of attending to the woman of their affections (of course they feel somewhat bad about it, but it’s better than watching them look so love-struck with each other!) but it ends up backfiring when Katarina lets go of all her activities in favor of assisting Maria with her job as a producer.

Whenever Maria is free, she insists on borrowing the small kitchen in the Office in order to use the small over to bake some pastries and treats for her friends. Katarina constantly endorses the amazingness of Maria’s sweets, and they are both happy whenever their friends compliments the results of Maria’s hard work.

Compared to her work schedule in the game, Maria can now work comfortably as both an idol and a producer, thanks to the support and help of her friends. 

Sirius Dieke: The 5th Love Interest

Sirius Dieke is a non-payable character in Fortune Lover, who usually appears in Gerald and Nicol’s stories and side story events to explain things about the world and the past relationship of the characters.

He is another idol in Sorcier Pro, and is an old friend to Nicol.

In reality, he’s actually a hidden character within the game that can only be playable if you get a Friendship Ending in the first playthrough. Getting a neural ending is already super hard, so Sirius being playable wasn’t revealed until two months after the game initial release. The game is so good at hiding this fact that not even the dataminers were able to find evidence of his existence outside of being an NPC. 

Getting a Sirius Route is only possible in the New Game+ Mode, with story events and side story events dedicated to him alone. He only comes with only one new song though, so people in forums usually don’t recommend going to the Sirius Route in the second playthrough (unless you’re a completionist dgjfd)

There’s also the fact that Sirius’ Route has a completely different tone than the rest of the game. The developers of the game planned on removing his route in their game update, but due to the outcry of his fans, they kept it in, and even included a payed DLC where you can instantly unlock his route on your first playthrough. 

In Sirius’ Route, it’s revealed that he was the son of a former celebrity and one of his maids, and that his real name is Raphael Wolt. His mother quited her job just before he was born. They were ultimately hunted down by Mrs. Dieke, who refused to believe that her husband had a mistress.

Raphael and his mother were kidnapped by people payed by Mrs. Dieke, and as his mother begged for her to spare their lives, Mrs. Dieke’s plans were revealed: Her own son is ill and was slowly dying from an illness, and in her jealousy of Raphael’s strong physique and health, she has decided to take Raphael as her own son, as both him and her original son both looked like their fathers more than their mothers. 

In front of his eyes, Raphael’s mother was murdered in cold blood and Raphael was left to suffer from various degrees of shock therapy and blunt forces to the head in order to forcefully induce amnesia without killing him. He wakes up in the hospital bed with no memories of who he is, and Mrs. Dieke graciously plays the part of a concerned mother who is visiting her own son in order to sell the idea that Raphael is her own. 

In the background, a news headline states that a mother and son was found dead in an abandoned warehouse.

The doctor tells Mrs. Dieke that her son “Sirius” might not recover his memories, and despite the glee in her voice, Mrs. Dieke acts and pretends to be devastated by the news. Unbeknownst to both of them, Sirius did eventually regain his lost memories over time and realizes that the woman claiming to be his mother is in fact the very person who had killed his only family. 

Sirius learns that the reason Mrs. Dieke is so insistent on having a son was to be able to nurture and create a new star that would dazzle the entertainment world, with hopes of being able to live vicariously through her son’s career and success. Feeling disgust and hatred towards the woman that he is now forced to call “mother”, he plans to enact his revenge by destroying the entertainment world from the inside, exposing its ugliness to the world.

Sirius ends up becoming an idol because of the encouragement of his “mother”, leading him to be affiliated with Nicol and Gerald. He had already met them when they were all young, and he even planned to have them as allies in his quest to destroy the entertainment industry, only to find them as disappointingly bright eyed teens when they reunited.  

When Sirius finds out that it was the effect of Maria Campbell, their new producer, he decided to wage war against her for acting as a thorn to his perfect plans. It’s revealed that a lot of the bullying scenarios in the story mode was orchestrated by Sirius himself, in an attempt to get maria to lose her reputation and her job. 

Maria was able to trace back all the incidents to him, and confront him alone in the Office at night, before he left to go home. Sirius laughed and admitted to all of his past and crimes, and mocked Maria for having no proof against him. Instead of condemning him, Maria hugs him while telling him to change his ways. Despite the violent ways that he tries to get Maria off him, she doesn’t let go, trying to convince him that his way of acting in correspondence to his grief is wrong. Sirius cries as Maria spoke sense into him and dissected the flaws in his grand plan, until only the sound of his crying is left in the cold and empty office that day. 

In Hamefura, When Sirius finds out that this was the effect of the “saint” Katarina Claes, he had orchestrated various events that could lead Katarina to being condemned by the public through her supposed “bullying” of the public darling Maria. This plans fails, so he plans on using Maria as a form of blackmail to get Katarina to leave the entertainment world in exchange for her friend’s safety. Maria disappears for a few days, causing her friends to be very worried for her, especially Katarina who is somewhat aware of the events that were occurring. During the search, she was able to find Sirius and tried to engage in some small talk, until she remembered a detail that her old friend Acchan said about a dark and secret love interest. Without any thought, Katarina questioned Sirius about Maria’s disappearance, surprising him with her sudden awareness.

Sirius admits to his crimes, and before Katarina can escape, Sirius hit her on the head so she can lose consciousness, but not before screaming about how he hates her ignorant enthusiasm, how she changed his pawns and made them better people, and how he wont let her take his heart and change him as well before he could enact his revenge, with tears in his eyes. This act leads to Katarina going unconscious for a few days. In this come state, Katarina was able to gain information from her old friend Acchan that she can use to save Sirius and Maria. 

In the abandoned warehouse where “he” and his mother supposedly died, Sirius has Maria locked up, with no plans of letting her escape until he can guarantee that Katarina is out of the picture. He is shocked to find out that Katarina and her friends were able to find both of them; he goes on a rampage about how he wants to destroy the Dieke family and everyone associated with them and the cruel world they have created, before the feeling of despair and fear for his future leads him to almost taking his own life as a final escape. 

Katarina stops him, and tells him that both of them has no future, as a secret love interest and as a villainess, and how she can’t save him the way Maria can. But that if anything else, she can a least stay by his side and take some of the weight off his shoulders, like what her friends have been doing for her since the beginning. Katarina calls him by his real name, Raphael Wolt, leading him to unlocking the final memory that he had lost from his temporary amnesia:

A memory of his mother, in her final moments, telling Raphael that she will always be by his side, and that she wishes for him to have a happy future, even if it wouldn’t have her in it. Katarina’s words made him realize that this wasn’t what his mother would wanted for him, leading him to see the error of his ways. 

In both versions, it ends with Sirius turning himself in and confessing to the crimes of both him and Mrs. Dieke, leading to both of their arrest and the return/resurface of the Wolt Family murder case investigation. Sirius’ contract with Sorcier Entertainment gets terminated, and heavy manipulation of the media was used in order to prevent the story from coming into light. 

Since Raphael lacked any crimes that would have him arrested, he was set free and left the Dieke family as it slowly fell apart from the controversy. He announced that he wants to spend his freedom as himself, but will one day come back to all of them as a better person. 

Without Katarina realizing it, Raphael confesses that his rampage was caused by his fear of his desires for her and her company, and that he was scared that if she continued to open her arms to him in such an easy-going and warm fashion, he would lose all his will to have his revenge on the entertainment industry. Much to the annoyance of Katarina and Raphael’s friends, he takes her hand and promises to come back, to stay by her side, like she had promised to him. 

In the Raphael Ending, Maria and Raphael meets again years later as both were on the way to work. Maria has already left the entertainment business and had no plans of returning, while Raphael became a changed man with a good heart and a steady job. Eventually, Maria was able to fall in love with the good man that Raphael was always meant to be/has become, and Raphael was able to rekindle the love and affection that he felt for Maria when they were still idols together.

Raphael had declared that he will back, better than ever! As an idol? who knows :3c But where will he go from here...?

Fortune Lover 2/Fortune Lover Re:Dive

Spoilers for Volume 3 of Hamefura and beyond, since this is about FL2

I’ve had a bunch of ideas that I’d like for Fortune Lover 2, but I’m not really sure if I want to put it out there because it seems too fanfiction-y in a way?

I feel like my ideas are straying far away from the original version, which disappoints me in a way, but then again, My Idol Game version of Fortune Lover is nothing like the Otome Game counterpart, so I’ll still write about it. 

If you like the premise for an Idol Game style Fortune Lover, then feel free to just absorb the content above because for (my version of) Fortune Lover 2 to happen, Katarina will still get her bad end: Public Humiliation and Self-Banishment. I’ll save how it happens in part 4 

In Fortune Lover 2, there would be 3 new produce-able idols, but in My Next Life as an Idol, there will be 5 new idols:

this is what i meant when I said the plot is gonna feel like a fanfiction :DD

Fortune Lover 2 isn’t really a sequel, as it is like a bulkier and softly rewritten version of FL, like how Persona 3/4/5 remakes are to their original games.

FL2 introduces a new Idol Agency that is affiliated with Sorcier Entertainment: Mahouka Production (also known as MahoPro), a recently established talent agency created by a mysterious Director. Despite being new, they were able to quickly gain a following through the eccentric idols in their line-up.

With a longer story, halfway through the game you start being introduced to three new male idols: Sora Smith, Cyrus Lanchester and Dewey Percy. They are idols that are under MahoPro, who dislikes the idols of SorPro and claims to be their rivals.

They start out as rival characters in the game, taunting you (Maria) and the idols of Fortuna constantly for a few chapters. Some time after your initial introduction, you slowly get to know the boys, until you’re finally able to gain their trust. You can then start to secretly “produce” them without their Director knowing (just like Shika from IM@S Stella Stage), which leads to gaining events, scenes, idol clothes, songs and CGs of the three new boys.

As the new character gets introduced later into the story mode, they are more of an optional route, as the game still prioritizes the original 4 boys over the new cast. You can still “romance” the 3 new characters, but since they are introduced late, it can only be done at the expense of focusing on them almost exclusively during story events and side stories so that you can quickly gain Relationship Points for them.

So basically, halfway through the game, you have the option to produce 11 idols: Yourself (Maria), Gerald, Alan, Keith, Nicol, Mary, Sophia, Raphael, Sora, Dewey and Cyrus. The first 5 being obligatory, while the last 6 are optional

Rufus Smith (or “Sora”, as he reveals to you his real name during the story) is new idol in MahoPro who was able to quickly gain a female following due to his attractive figure and maxed-out sex appeal. Many compare him to Nicol Ascart due to the fact that he is slowly taking a lot of his jobs (or works alongside him at times) due to his handsome face. While both of them are handsome models, the public is aware that there is no point in pining the two against each other since their beauty works in different ways.

In the story (and as hinted in a few side story events), he was a slum rat who didn’t have much for himself. One day, he met a man who had join him and his fellow slum dwellers into their territory, a man by the name of David. The man was able to give Sora a new perspective on life, his new name, as well as how to sing. After David died, he wandered around the country, doing dirty jobs for shady adults for money. A few years later, we was caught singing in the streets by a man who offered to take care of him and cultivate him as an idol at the age of 13, complimenting him for his beauty and his singing. While Sora rejected the offer, the man’s words never left his mind. He started out by singing in the street for change, then getting singing jobs at cafes/live houses/restaurants for money, until he suddenly got a small following as an underground idol. The Director of MahoPro offers a place for Sora, alongside with giving him jobs as a full-fledged idol that can help him provide for himself, leading him to be affiliated with Sorcier Entertainment. 

Sora starts out having a rather sarcastic relationship with Maria, thinking that she is one of the many women who throws themselves at him to get his attention. He always gives her back handed compliments as always has a vicious tone when speaking. As the story progresses, Sora realizes that Maria isn’t disgusted by his history, and realized that Maria is truly a good and kind person. Sora starts to unconsciously seek her out, trying to reverse the bad impression that he must have left on her and to be with someone who doesn’t look at him lowly, like the other adults and idols of SorEn who dislikes people that aren’t of celebrity-upbringing.

Dewey Percy is a young idol that auditioned for Sorcier Pro. and won, but was rejected at the last minute in favor of a less talented wannabe-idol who was related to a famous actor. The Director of MahoPro came to Dewey with an offer as an idol, acknowledging his talents in music and dancing that he evidently have been polishing for years. In his town, Dewey was known as a Music Prodigy, as he was talented in singing, dancing, acting and playing instruments, though that’s not to say that those weren’t the effects of his own hard work. Because his family wasn’t the absolute best financially, he decided to audition as an idol in order to get jobs despite being young.

Dewey is revealed to be somewhat of a childhood friend to Maria, as he lived in the same town as her. Despite this, he is very wary of her due to the bad impressions left on his by Sorcier Pro. after he almost lost his chance at becoming an idol. Dewey absolutely hated asking for help, even when it was draining him down. He is very desperate to keep his title as a music prodigy, even though he knows it’ll be drowned once he’s in a battlefield of idols. (Also he tries very desperately to be seen as a mature and hot idol, despite his youth and appearance giving him a cute one instead lol) 

Maria realizes how hard Dewey is pushing himself, and convinces him over multiple instances that he doesn’t need to be hard on himself and suffer alone. Maria offers herself as a shoulder to lean on, making Dewey embarrassed but happy at the idea that he can finally have someone to rely on, and that he doesn’t need to be alone anymore. They were also able to bond about their similar upbringing, making Dewey feel at home in the arms of Maria despite being miles away from their town. 

Cyrus Lanchester is an idol from a different agency, who was transferred to MahoPro by the time the events of the game began. He has a very strict personality, and is an overall perfectionist as an idol. He was let go from his original Agency because his strictness and tendency to scold his fellow idols caused his peers (who are a bunch of lazy and stuck up children of celebrities) to take him out because they didn’t vibe with his attitude. Before his original producer was able to tell him that he was done as an idol, the Director of MahoPro offered a place for him in their new agency. 

While being grateful to the Director for taking him in, he does not hold back in letting everyone know about his distaste for their odd Director. While is he very talented as an idol, he is just using it as a chance to learn more about the industry and gain connections that he can use to be a part of it in the near future. 

While he doesn’t start as wary of Maria as his fellow male idols, he insist on keeping distance with her due to the fact that they are of different agencies, as well as the fact that he is not good at dealing with women.

Notes

(I’ll have to rewrite Cyrus and Dewey’s descriptions after Volume 7 comes out, since I don’t have much to work with. I’ll add the Sora, Cyrus and Dewey endings in the edit as well.)

I know some part of Maria and Sirius’ backstory doesn’t make any sense but just use your imagination lol hgjgfjsfgd

More about Katarina, the silhouettes, the Director, and how it affects the story on the next part :DD my fingers really hurt from all this typing hgjsdgfjs

If ever i’m dissatisfied with what I have here and end up changing things, don’t be surprised jhfjshdgfs

Next Part is gonna be plot points that I want for this AU and a bit of FL2, so sorry if the next one might not be that exciting fsjhgfjsd

feedback and suggestions are very much appreciated! Thank you to the few people who are interested in this AU :DD

#hamefura idol au #my next life as a villainess #hamefura #hamehura #bakarina #destruction flag otome #otome game no hametsu flag shika nai akuyaku reijou ni tensei shiteshimatta #my next life as a villainess! all routes lea to doom! #katarina claes #keith claes #gerald stuart #geordo stuart #jeord stuart #alan stuart #mary hunt #sophia ascart #nicol scart #nicole scart #raphael wolt #rafael wolt #sirius deke #sirius dieke #anne shelley #hamefura au

[teacupfulofstarshine]

pattonella part 11: gratuitous references to “the oh hellos” and also them SOMFT

cw: injury mention, hospital 

the song that logan sings is "constellations" by the oh hellos; it's linked in text. i recommend listening bc it's gorgeous

wordcount: 3.1k

part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4 // part 5 // part 6 // part 7 // part 8 // part 9 // part 10 // read it on ao3!!

the villagers insist on throwing a feast that night to celebrate the bandits’ defeat. logan takes the opportunity to send a message to the castle via bird, telling thomas that they will return home tomorrow and telling remy and emile to prepare for virgil. roman dances around the bonfire with the villagers, laughing and joining in the party. logan, meanwhile, remains in the town’s small inn, sitting next to the bed. 

virgil is asleep, chest rising and falling. he’s been asleep since he collapsed in the woods, and logan is honestly unsure when he’s going to wake up. he knows that virgil is alive, but at the same time . . . 

he thinks back to virgil in the woods, glowing with power, eyes a blank sheet of light as he send shockwaves through the clearing. he thinks back to virgil’s voice, low and powerful, leaning in and calling him “beloved.” he thinks back to the way virgil dipped him, pressing a searing kiss to his mouth and burning the exhaustion right out of him. 

logan lifts his fingers and drags them across his cheek. his bowstring had snapped back during the fight, and it should have scarred and bruised or at least been tender. there’s nothing under his fingers but smooth, unblemished skin. he studies his fingers; they should be rubbed red and raw, he should barely be able to curl his fingers without pain. instead, he has full range of motion, and he isn’t in any pain at all. 

virgil had taken all of his pain and injuries and wiped them away like they were nothing. logan looks at virgil, wincing when he sees the dark circles under his eyes and the way his hair sticks to his sweaty forehead. 

“oh, beloved,” logan whispers, reaching out to touch his cheek. “i cannot wait to see your eyes open and hear your voice again.” 

virgil breathes, slow and deep, and logan gently leans in to kiss his forehead. 

*~*~*~*~*

patton is vibrating with nervous energy in the castle courtyard. thomas is standing on the steps of the castle, flanked by the advisor he’d been with when logan and virgil left and two guards. nate stands a few feet away from patton, watching him as he bounces on the balls of his feet. 

“are you okay?” nate asks. 

“yeah! i’m okay, i just - i’m so - i want - roman’s coming home! and virgil, and prince logan!” patton eagerly waves his hands around, bouncing up and down. “i’m so excited!” he turns around when he hears something behind him and sees the doctor from earlier, remy, coming down the stairs accompanied by two servants carrying a stretcher. “what - who’s hurt?” his stomach sinks. 

“easy there, patton-cake,” remy says. “nobody’s badly hurt. from the sound of prince logan’s letter, your brother went and pushed himself nigh on magical burnout, so he’s gonna need some serious help, but he’ll be alright.” 

“he - wh - what does that mean?” patton asks. before remy can answer, horns sound in the distance, along with hoofbeats on the cobblestone. patton whirls around, roman’s borrowed tunic swishing like a dress around his knees. the people gathered in the streets begin to  cheer loudly as the hoofbeats grow louder and louder. 

the horse at the beginning of the procession is a palomino shining like pure gold in the sunlight, brilliant white mane and tail streaming in the wind. roman sits tall and proud on its back, looking every inch the prince he is. patton can see logan behind him, riding a dappled horse with the reins of a black horse in his hand. there’s a body tied onto the black horse; patton tries not to think about it. the rest of the knights follow behind the two princes, one of them flying the banner of the kingdom. 

roman’s horse rears as he pulls the reins taught, coming to a halt in front of patton. “prince captain roman,” thomas says, voice booming and formal. “i trust you were successful in your mission?” 

“we were,” roman says. “the bandits are vanquished, and they will no longer darken the village’s doorstep again.” it’s strange, hearing the normally goofy and affectionate roman sound so formal and almost . . . stilted, but patton had been fully briefed. thomas, logan, and roman all have ways in which they are expected to act in public as the three princes of the kingdom. 

“excellent,” thomas says. “you have done well, prince roman, and you have made your family and your kingdom very proud.” stable attendants come up as roman dismounts, taking the reins of his horse. roman gently pats the horse’s nose. before coming up and bowing to thomas. “remy, i believe you have a stretcher for virgil?” 

“of course, your most royal highness,” remy says. logan carefully dismounts his own horse and takes virgil into his arms. patton makes an unhappy noise when he sees how pale and limp virgil is, but the stretcher attendants hurry over. logan gently lays virgil on the stretcher, touching his forehead softly. 

the rest of the knights dismount as well, taking their horses to the stables. two more attendants come for logan’s horse, as well as the one virgil had been riding, and logan comes up to stand next to roman. 

“i will receive you privately inside,” thomas says. “come with me.” he, the advisor, and the guards head back into the castle as roman and logan approach the stairs. patton looks at roman, and the youngest prince smiles at him, taking his hand and kissing it gently. 

“lord sanders,” he says, smiling. “truly, it is a blessing to be graced with your glorious visage.” he offers his arm to patton. “might i escort you inside?” 

“of course, prince roman,” patton says. he has to fight back a giggle at how silly and formal they sound as he takes roman’s offered elbow. they ascend the stairs together, nate at patton’s side, and roman leans down to whisper into patton’s ear. 

“i really, really missed you, pat.” 

patton looks up at him and grins. “me too,” he murmurs. 

*~*~*~*~*

roman is amazed that he maintains his princely composure until they get into the private sitting room. once nate shuts the door behind them, roman scoops patton up into his arms and whirls him around. patton shrieks with laughter as he locks his arms around roman’s neck. roman quickly grips underneath patton’s thighs, nuzzling into patton’s fluffy curls. 

“patton, patton, patton, patton, oh, i missed you so much, my sunshine love!” 

“roman!” patton laughs, clinging to him tightly. roman dizzily stumbles to a chair and sets patton down. 

“just one moment, my dearest. let me shed this armor and i will be all yours.” roman quickly sheds the heavy plates of his armor, his boots, and his chainmail, leaving himself in an undershirt and pants and socks. thomas stifles laughter as roman kicks the pile of armor across the room, scoops patton up, and settles into the chair with patton curled in his lap. 

roman reaches up and takes patton’s face in his hands, letting his fingers slide into patton’s hair. he leans up and showers patton’s face in little kisses all over - his forehead, his eyelids, his nose, his cheeks, his chin, his jaw. finally, finally, after he’s pressed a kiss to every single other inch of skin on patton’s face, he lands on patton’s mouth. patton squeaks in surprise and leans into the kiss, and roman pulls back when he feels something wet on his cheeks. 

“dearest, why are you crying?” 

“i - i just - oh, roman, i missed you so much -”

“oh, my darling, i missed you as well,” roman sighs. “it was so hard to be away from you, knowing that you were all alone here in a strange place.” 

“i wasn’t completely alone!” patton says. “nate was with me!” roman looks to see the servant, standing next to the door and wearing the crest of the sanders estate on his chest. “he used to be the person who changed my bedding and stuff, but your brother made him my - uh - what do you call it, nate?” 

“personal servant, lord sanders.” nate’s voice is light, slightly teasing, and roman turns to face him more directly. 

“nate, was it?” 

the servant stiffens in terror. “y - yes, your royal highness?” 

roman smiles. “thank you for taking care of my dearest one while i was away. i appreciate it greatly.” nate smiles, looking less terrified than he had, and roman returns to thoroughly reacquainting himself with the feel of patton’s mouth and back and hands and hips and legs. 

“oh, i missed you,” roman says. “every night, i thought of you. every day, i thought of you. no matter what i was doing, you were always on the back of my mind. i just - i was waiting for the day i could come home to you.” 

“i wanted you home so badly,” patton whispers. “i - i knew that you would come home safe, and i know it’s your job, but - but i was so scared for you. and - and vee, what happened to vee?” 

roman quietly details what happened during the fight - virgil’s glowing eyes, his magic, the way he’d healed them all and then collapsed. patton frowns. “he’s never expended that much magic before . . . will he be okay?” 

“he is with remy and emile,” logan says from the sofa. “they are skilled in their craft. they will take care of him.” roman looks over patton’s shoulders to see thomas pull logan into a hug. he’s shocked to see logan reciprocate, hugging thomas tightly. 

roman carefully sets patton on the chair and stands up, crossing the room to his brothers. when thomas lets logan go, he pulls roman in. “i was so worried for you, roman,” thomas hums, pushing his face into roman’s hair. “i know you’re strong. i know you’re capable. but every time i have to send you away, send you off to fight, to maybe die -”

thomas tightens his arms around roman, and roman lets himself melt into his oldest brother. 

“you and lo are really the only family i have left,” thomas says. “dad . . . he hasn’t really been here since mom died. and now that he’s sick, it’s only getting worse.” 

“i know,” roman says. he makes a grabby hand for logan, who rolls his eyes but lets them fold him into the hug. “i love you both so much. you know that, right?” 

“of course we know,” logan says. “we love you as well. you are our brother.” 

roman lets himself stay in that embrace for a few moments more before carefully pulling away and turning back to where patton is sitting on the chair, smiling fondly at him. roman bounces over to him, scooping him up and kissing him. “hello, my sunshine,” roman coos. 

“hello again,” patton giggles. roman lets himself fall into the rhythm of murmuring soft compliments to patton and petting his hair and kissing him and being kissed by him, and then -

“oh!” thomas says. “i have news for you all. it concerns virgil.” 

“virgil?” logan asks, frowning. “but remy has barely assessed him. surely we would have heard -”

“not about the magical exhaustion,” thomas says. “the other thing.”

“what other thing?” patton asks, looking at roman. roman shrugs. 

thomas sighs, sinking into a soft chair. “technically, there is a hitch with logan and virgil getting married.” patton gasps, and roman tightens his grip on him, soothingly. “the law does not permit royalty to marry anyone unless they are nobility or royalty themselves. as the heir to the sanders estate, you’re okay, patton. but virgil -”

“is my brother!” patton says defensively. 

“yes, but not by blood. you’re step-brothers, legally, and as such he isn’t recognized as nobility. so that means -”

“we can’t get married,” logan says softly. 

“that - that’s a stupid rule!” patton says. 

“it is,” thomas says. “unfortunately, i can’t change the law until i become the crown prince, at least, and since i can’t become crown prince until my brothers are married, we’re kind of at an impasse.” 

patton whines, low in the back of his throat. “so - so what do we do?” 

“i have found a loophole,” thomas says. logan sits upright, leaning forward, eyes gleaming with interest. “there are positions in the court that hold statue equivalent to that of nobility. one of them is court mage, and the other is court oracle. if we appoint virgil to either or both of those positions, he’ll essentially hold equal status to that of a nobleman. which means -”

“which means we can be married,” logan says. his eyes are bright and shining, and he begins to rock back and forth in his seat. one hand rubs at his pants in a fixed, repetitive motion. 

“what is he doing?” patton asks roman, softly. 

“stimming,” roman responds, voice soft and fond. “he does it when he’s really, really happy. he never does it in front of people, but he’s . . . i love seeing him happy like this.” 

“once virgil wakes up, we’ll tell him the news,” thomas says. “we’ll have a ceremony to appoint him to a court position, and then we can start planning the wedding in earnest.” 

“if we’re going to be planning for a wedding, i suppose i’d better begin planning for a proposal,” roman teases. patton’s pale face goes pink, and roman grins to see it.

*~*~*~*~*

“is he alright?” logan asks. he’s changed into a comfortable dark blue shirt with sleeves long enough to hide the way he stims nervously with his fingers. remy is carefully applying herbal poultices to virgil’s bared chest as emile grinds leaves together with a mortar and pestle. 

“he can’t drink the magic revitalization tea because he’s unconscious,” emile says. “so we have to get him to heal enough to get him conscious, and then we can dose out the tea. describe to me what happened, again?” 

“it was . . . incredible,” logan says softly. “he was siphoning energy from the bandits that he hit, and then he gave it back to our warriors to heal their injuries and restore their strength. it - it was . . . i do not have the words to describe how awesome it truly was.” 

emile frowns. “babe?” remy asks, touching his hand. “i know that face. what’re you thinkin’?”

“it sounds like a rare form of battle magic,” emile says. “i’ve heard of it, in legends past, but i didn’t know there was anyone who could still use it. it’s instinctual, you’re either born with it or you’re not, and it can’t be taught, only controlled.”

“will it always do this to him?” 

“no, prince logan,” emile says. “with time, he will gain a handle on his magic, and while he will still be tired afterwards it will not affect him with such severity.” logan sighs. 

“might i sit with him?” 

“course,” remy says. 

“i should warn you, prince logan, that you should not expect consciousness from him for at least forty-eight hours,” emile says. “he dangerously overextended himself. he must rest.” 

logan’s heart sinks a little, but he nods. “i understand. i am glad he is still alive.”  he pulls a chair up to virgil’s bedside and carefully takes his hand. virgil’s face is smooth and unworried, and logan can’t help the tiny smile that spreads over his face. 

“heal well, my darling. i will be here for you, from now until forever. i promise. i am planning for a proposal, do you know that? i wish to make you my husband properly, and when i propose to you i will make you feel as though you are the only man in the world. because you are the only man in the world, for me, virgil. i will have no one else by my side.” 

virgil breathes, slow and even, and logan gently squeezes his hand. 

*~*~*~*~*

patton is on cloud nine, even as they walk to the infirmary to check on virgil. roman is next to him, hair still damp from his bath, wearing a clean red shirt with light blue embroidery around the hem and sleeves. he’s holding patton’s hand, fingers laced together, and nate is on patton’s other side. 

“you look happy, sir,” nate says. patton grins.

“i am happy,” patton says. “i - you’re wonderful, nate, of course, but i missed roman so much i -”

“i understand,” nate says. “i’m happy to see you happy, sir.” roman squeezes patton’s hand, and patton squeezes back. 

his good mood sinks a little bit when they enter the infirmary. remy greets them, bowing his head in respect to roman. “prince roman.” 

“how is he?” patton says, clinging to roman’s hand. “how - how’s virgil?” 

“he’s exhausted magically and physically,” remy says. “he’s gonna be asleep for at least two days, and then he’ll need to drink a few buckets of that magic replenishing tea, but he’ll be alright.” patton sighs in relief, leaning against roman. “prince logan is with him. he hasn’t left his side since they came here.” 

patton blinks. “that’s . . . that’s so sweet!” 

“you can come in and see him,” remy says. patton nods, and remy points them in the right direction. they walk through the rows of beds together, but roman stops before they actually get to virgil’s bed. patton turns to him in confusion. 

“roman, wh -”

roman places a finger over patton’s lips. “listen,” he whispers. patton turns, and looks, and listens, and gasps. virgil is tucked into a hospital bed with his shirt off and covered in patches of green and white. there’s a wet cloth laid over his forehead, and prince logan is sitting at his bedside. he holds virgil’s hand in both of his, and he is singing. 

“this hill i’ll die on is about ninety meters of brick, 

colored indigo and inscribed with my name and lined with cedar,

but the words fall flat like 

cymbals crashing, like molars gnashing 

cause like constellations a million years away,

every good intention, every good intention,

is interpolation, the lines we drew in the array, 

looking for the faces . . .” 

logan’s voice is low and smooth, and patton presses a hand to his mouth. he had heard, of course, that the second prince was trained to sing and play music, but he had no idea that logan was so good at it. he sings to virgil, and roman carefully leads patton up to the bedside. logan lifts his head and stops singing when he notices that they’re there. 

“you’re such a good singer!” patton gushes. logan blushes pink. 

“of course he is!” roman boasts. “that’s my brother!” logan turns from pink to scarlet, but he’s rocking back and forth a little bit in his seat, so patton knows he’s at least a little bit happy. 

patton reaches down and gently touches his brother’s shoulder. “wake up soon, okay vee? we miss you.” virgil’s chest rises and falls, and patton pulls up a chair of his own to wait. quietly, logan begins to sing again.

#starshinewrites #sanders sides cinderella!au #pattonella!au #romantic analogical #romantic royality #platonic TLAMP

[one-leaf-grimoire]

“hellfire”

A little one shot based on a throwaway line in “Dyad” that I felt like expanding on. I realized I only showed the titular dyad at full power once in the story so this should be a special treat! Enjoy.

synopsis: Julius prepares a plan for the final battle against an invading kingdom. Takes place shortly before BC canon. Also my OC Lisa is there and they kick ass.

“ About a month before my 26th birthday, the Diamond Kingdom attempted yet another invasion. This time, they were serious, and much better prepared. Luckily they went through the town of Kiten first, instead of my hometown to the North. Still, they gained a valuable foothold and prepared to make a rush to the capital. We didn't have much time to mobilize, and really didn't have a plan of attack. But we attacked... and Julius lead the magic knights into the most important battle of his term so far. I was lucky enough to fight beside him, and all the other Magic Knights; people who were old friends, and people who became new friends. Fortunately, we emerged victorious. The Capital roared with celebration as we arrived back, showering Julius and the others with praise. Everyone wanted to be a magic knight now, and everyone wanted to become the Wizard King. They would be telling stories about his spell for years to come... White Hell. “

Dyad, chapter 53

(Six months before the beginning of Black Clover)

“A push towards the Capitol? Right now?”

“Yes, sir,” Marx stammered, his hands shaking as he held the report. Yami stood behind him, beaten and battered but with a neutral expression on his face and a cigarette hanging between his teeth. The smoke dissipated quickly in the cool night air blowing in through Julius’s open bedroom window. He usually didn’t like to be bothered at this time of night, but when at war, a ruler must be ready to act at any time. 

“What about the defenses in Kiten?” Julius asked, reaching up and rubbing the last of his sleep out of his eyes. “Weren’t you stationed there, Yami?”

“Yep. I beat a bunch of them up,” the younger man replied gruffly. “If I were by myself, it would be easy, but it’s harder to fight when ya got a squad full of idiots to protect.”

Despite the situation, Julius let out a huff of laughter. Nervous laughter, but laughter all the same. “I see, so you fell back… well…” His gaze moved to the window, his wise, old mind starting to work hard. Every solution, every possibility, ran circles between his ears. It’ll take too long to mobilize everyone to defend the city… not to mention that, if we aren’t prepared, civilians are going to get hurt… His brow furrowed as his fingers pinched his chin once, his eyes closing briefly. Our best bet is to catch them on the way… but how am I going to gather enough knights, tell them the plan, then get them into position in time? Ah, this is bad…

Why on earth did Lisa have to be gone now-

Lisa. That was it. She was the answer… like always.

Julius’s eyes popped back open. “Yami, Marx, gather anyone in the capitol right now. All the captains if you can.”

Marx frowned. “Sir, will that be enough?”

“Yes… I think. If Lisa can get here in time-” Julius let out a groan. It’s bad enough that she left to visit Mereoleona for a whole month, but of course war broke out while she’s gone. Not that she would have known… 

“Lisa? Oh no…” Yami took out his cigarette to glare disapprovingly at Julius. “Don’t tell me you two are gonna do that creepy link thing again?”

Marx raised an eyebrow, but Julius couldn’t help but smile.

“That’s exactly what we’re going to do.”

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Two hours later, the group they managed to throw together headed out by broom to the calculated interception point. The night wind rippled Julius’s golden locks as he flew, this time on a carpet that Marx procured. They hung towards the back of the group, which consisted of only the magic knights captains and a few of the knights already stationed in the capitol. Everyone was tense, glancing back at their King who had told them a worryingly little amount of details about this plan. Even Marx, who had inside information, was a little worried. “Lord Julius, if she doesn’t show up-”

“She will.” Julius cut him off, glancing back at the blue-haired man. “She’s on her way now…” his mouth twitched into a smile. “I can feel it.”

Marx gulped nervously, his hold tightening on the edge of the carpet. “How can you say that? I’ve been with you this whole time, and you never called her-”

“When you left to let me get dressed-” Julius cut in once again, his eyes focused up ahead. “I took a moment to clear my head… and sure enough, I could hear her.”

Marx blinked, starting to understand. So… they can talk to each other like that? Miles and miles apart, and yet, he just needs to clear his head. He knew about Lisa’s strange Dyad power, and how she and Julius shared magic as a result. They complimented each other perfectly, and he had always suspected that there was something more than love behind that synchrony. Well… maybe that synchrony was a result of love after all. But that wasn’t his main worry right now.

“So… you’re telling me you don’t have a backup plan?”

Julius was still for a moment, but then he shook his head.

“No. We don’t need one.” His gaze hardened, and his smile widened. “We will win.”

“THERE THEY ARE!”

Fuegoleon Vermillion’s loud voice boomed out into the darkness. He was at the head of the group, tagging a ride on Nozel’s Mercury Eagle spell, and was the first to spot the enemy. “Remember the plan! Engage!”

“KEH KEH! Don’t think you can order me around.” Jack suddenly zoomed past him on his broom, the scythes on his arms glowing green in the night. “I don’t need you to tell me how to slice up my prey!”

He swung his arms forward, and two huge slashes ripped through the night. The opposing army scattered, more than two hundred strong, and then converged on the magic knights like a swarm of bees.

Before chaos erupted, Yami glanced back at his mentor one last time. Julius nodded, then he and Marx descended out of sight below the treeline a moment before impact.

Spells were everywhere, people were yelling, and bursts of light shattered the otherwise peaceful slumber of the earth. Julius stepped off his broom and peered upwards, his eyes widened exponentially and sparkling like a kid in a candy shop. “Amazing… all the captains fighting at once-”

“T-There’s too many of them…” Julius looked over at the sound of Marx’s hoarse voice. He was staring up in the sky too, but with less wonder in his eyes. “We’ll never win…”

Julius’s laugh surprised him. “Marx, I know I couldn’t even take on that many people… not alone, not with all the Captains at my back. But you saw Lisa and I fight together before, remember?”

Of course Marx remembered. No one present that day could ever forget what happened. He witnessed something… indescribable.

Lost in the memory, Marx did not notice the attacker from behind until it was too late. Something slashed down, hitting him in the back. Blood flew crimson against the black sky.

“J-Juli-” 

Marx’s mouth opened, but he couldn’t even finish the name before he hit the ground. Julius started to turn around, almost in slow motion, his gaze landing on his fallen friend first. For one brief moment, shock froze him in place and he was helpless to the mage now leveling another attack at his head. 

Marx…

Before Julius could do anything, the tree trunks around him lit up. A bright blue streak of light, sparking and snapping with power, struck the assassin through the back. His body jerked, then fell down limply at the Wizard King’s feet.

That spell…

Flame Magic: Solar Bolt.

Julius knew it well. It was one of his favorites. 

“Lisa?”

Sure enough, a woman stepped out from behind the trees. She was short, petite, even with her traveling cloak thrown over her shoulders, but you couldn’t take your eyes off of her as she walked with such… purpose. At least, Julius couldn’t.

“There you are-” Her eyes caught his, moonlight reflecting off of her irises like mirrors. She smiled. “-Julius.”

With a sigh of relief, Julius let a grin burst forth on his own face. Forgetting about the battle for the moment, he stepped over the assassin’s body on the ground and bounded towards her. With one swoop, he grabbed her into his arms in a tight hug. She was as warm as always, his little space heater that he missed dearly when she was away. Lisa let out a momentary protest, but he couldn’t hear it over the joy in his heart.

“Julius! Isn’t there, like, a super important battle happening right now? We don’t have time for hugs!” Lisa contradicted herself by letting her arms wrap around his middle and hug him back.

Julius chuckled before pulling back to look at her face. “So? We have time, I say so.” He gave her a wink before reality set in once again. “Ah, but we’ll have time later.”

Lisa nodded before peering around his shoulder. “You okay, Marx?”

“Thanks for asking.” Marx had sat up, still wincing from the pain on the wound on his back. “Luckily it just knocked me over, and it’s not deep.”

“Oh! Well-” Julius was already running over. “Let me close it up-”

“NO! Julius, Lisa, do your… thing. If this can be over as quickly as you say it will, get on with it.” Marx’s annoyance broke for a moment to give Julius a confident smile. “We have a plan, remember? I’m still able to complete my part. You can heal me after you do yours.”

Julius gave him a nod before standing up again. “Right…” He looked down at the fallen assassin. “Is he going to wake up?”

“No.” Lisa walked over and craned her neck to look up at the battle. “Yikes… that’s not good. Are our people still mixed in with all the enemies?”

“For the time being. That’s where Marx comes in. Now, Darling…” Lisa looked back down to see Julius extend his hand to her. “Are you ready?”

With a deep breath, Lisa nodded. “Yes.”

She took his hand and the two of them ran out of the forest to the field underneath the battle.

In a way, it was lucky that Lisa had just been on sabbatical in the grand magic zone. She retreated there about once a year to train with Mereoleona, and learned how to channel large amounts of magic through a body that wasn’t necessarily built to do so. All of that training, all that pain, all this development, she did it because she knew a decisive moment like this would come. 

I have to be strong enough… not just for the Kingdom.

She looked up at the back of Julius’s head as he led them ahead.

But for him, above all else.

Finally, the two of them slowed to a stop in a good central area. Magic was still whizzing above, the tables not yet turned but close to getting there. There were just too many of the enemy, but soon that would all change. Julius sucked in one last breath before grabbing Lisa’s other hand and turning to face her. “Are you sure you can do this?”

She nodded, but Julius could feel her hands trembling. With a calm smile, he leaned down a bit to look into her eyes. “We’ll be together the whole time, remember? I won’t let you get hurt. Remember what you said to me the first time?”

Slowly, Lisa nodded once again, more sure this time. 

“As if I would let you kill me.”

Her grimoire started to glow white, the pages flipping to one emblazoned with a symbol; the same symbol that marked Lisa as Simulcian, as someone who could form a Dyad. Lisa could already feel her mark pulsing, glowing brighter and brighter in the darkness. It was working, as if it had done this a million times instead of just a handful. Julius winced slightly as an identical mark suddenly burst to life on his own head, right next to his swallowtail mark. “Ah… it’s working.”

Lisa nodded, her hands tightening in his. Magic was cycling now, between the two of them, faster and faster and faster and-

I- I can’t do it-

Every time the mana moved through her, Lisa felt the familiar sensation of her very soul breaking.

It’s going to hurt… it’s going to be scary…

She squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to ground herself again. Images were flashing through her mind, both her thoughts and Julius. Each flash brighter and bigger than the last, building up, amplifying, getting so massive that she wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer-

But this is what it’s supposed to do…

Slowly, she opened her eyes to look back up into Julius’s. His eyes were starting to glow like hers, but he was still smiling.

In order to become all-powerful… I must destroy myself. I must destroy both of us.

It’s alright, Lisa. I’ll be here. I’ll always be here.

I won’t be alone.

Without closing her eyes, Lisa leaned up, and Julius bent down to meet her. Their foreheads touched, and their souls shattered.

For one brief moment, neither of them existed. The Ego, the very shape of the Self, was gone, destroyed by the sheer force of their combined mana. But then, it reformed. One new Ego… one new Self.

A Dyad.

Marx watched from the treeline, leaned up against a trunk, his eyes widened as he watched the two of them glowing violently. They’re doing it… are they- He sucked in a breath as Lisa stepped back. They were still hand-in-hand, but it wasn’t them. The being that stood there appeared to have two bodies, but when they turned to look at Marx, he knew he was looking at just one thing. It worked.

Marx stuck to the plan. He raised his hand to the sky and fired off a bright, loud mana blast, which exploded like a firework a couple meters up.

Yami caught sight of the light, his heart skipping an anxious beat. “Everyone! Get out of the sky!” he yelled, swinging his sword once to dispel his enemy before diving down. The other 8 captains and their crew followed, zipping away from the cloud of the enemy as fast as they could. Yami glanced down to see Lisa and Julius standing there, glowing eyes locked on the sky. “Shit, they’re about to blow this place to high heaven.”

Just as Yami predicted, the Dyad made their move. Their movements were eerie, yet perfectly in sync. They were extensions of each other’s bodies, one mind and one soul shared in order to perform a feat of magic. 

This is going to be difficult to explain to the others.

Their hands clasped together, pulling closer together as if they were performing some strange waltz. But then they pointed towards the sky towards the swarm of attackers who were just now realizing that they had fallen into a trap.

At the very tip of their fingers, pressed together with intimacy and precision, a pure white ball of fire started to form. It was only the size of a marble… but it caused the very earth to shake.

Finally, their lips moved to utter the spell.

“Instant Fire Magic: White Hell.”

In that moment, the night ceased to exist. A second sun burst to life in the sky, engulfing the attacking army in its entirety. Light bathed the land, as bright as noon, and more than two hundred people screamed their life out into the abyss. 

As quickly as it started, it was over. Darkness fell over the landscape, as is if it had never been lit up in the first place. Two hundred soldiers of brooms and carpets were suspended in the air, then went limp and started to fall to earth. 

The Dyad did not notice.

They stood there together, inside the recess of their shared mind. It was warm and cozy, like the sanctuary of a bed or even the safety of a mother’s womb. They stood there together, their palms pressed against the other’s. Lisa smiled up at Julius, and he smiled right back. There was so much he wanted to say to her in this moment, but he didn’t have to utter a single word. She knew. 

Because, to be a Dyad is to destroy yourself… to destroy yourself and become something beautiful. It is the only way to truly be known. 

Julius blinked, and it was over. Smoke and dust filled the air, dirt kicked up from the force of many bodies hitting the ground around him. He looked up into the sky and grinned when he saw that not a single mage managed to avoid the attack. “Look at that! We did it, Lisa, you did it-”

He looked down, and realized that she had collapsed at his feet in a puddle of her own blood.

“LISA!” 

Julius fell to his knees with a strangled cry, quickly turning his lover over into his lap. The sight made him as queasy as it did all those years ago; there was blood coming from her nose and ears, and her eyes were shut. Panic beat itself into his chest at the sight and his hands trembled.

Oh god… oh no… I- I actually killed her this time- I should have never-

But then, Lisa cracked open an eye, her lips twitching into a ghost of a smile.

“Boo.”

Julius groaned, his shoulders slumping with relief. “Lisa! Don’t scare me like that!” he admonished lightly, his heart still pounding slightly. “Jesus... I’m gonna have to spank you.” Despite the situation, he threw in a little joke to make her smile.

“Hmm, you can try.” Lisa winked before wincing again. Julius winced as well, feeling a phantom pain through his own head. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah, mostly.” Lisa sat up with some help from Julius, leaning into his chest while she caught her breath. “It hurt a lot, but not as much as last time for sure!”

“Good, good.” Julius pulled out his handkerchief and started to tenderly wipe away the blood on her face. So, she’s grown a lot since last time… To be able to share magic, both members of a Dyad have to be able to withstand the full force of their combined mana. Back in the beginning, Lisa almost died with every attempt. But by working hard and honing the magic Julius shared with her, she was able to do so much better. Pride swelled in his heart, and he couldn’t help himself; he leaned down and gave her a kiss. Her lips were still tinted with the metallic taste of blood, but they were warm.

“Lord Julius!”

Julius quickly broke away (reluctantly) as the other captains ran over. Most of them had stunned looks on their faces, but Fuegoleon and Yami were pensive. The two of them saw the first Dyad on that day long ago, but they were still surprised to see how it had developed. 

This power… Fuegoleon gulped, his eyes flickering between Julius and Lisa on the ground. So easily… they decimated the entire Diamond army. 

Both of them are scary enough by themselves, but when they’re together… Yami shook his head to himself. It’s unreal. I guess I should be grateful.

“What was that?” Rill piped up, his eyes as wide as saucers.

Julius bit his lip, exchanging a glance with Lisa. She was too drained to even move except for a small shrug. They had agreed to keep her power secret, so this was going to be difficult to explain. “Er- a combo spell we’ve been working on. I’ll explain later.”

There was a murmur of agreement among the others. William narrowed his eyes slightly underneath his mask.

Interesting…

“Now!” Julius quickly grabbed Lisa bridal style and rose to his feet. “I better get her home, and get Marx healed as well. The rest of you should contain all the prisoners then drop them off at the border. The reinforcements should make short work of the force at Kiten.”

“Prisoners?” Nozel repeated, glancing back at the bodies strewn everywhere. “But sir, aren’t they… dead?”

Julius let out a hearty laugh. “Of course not! How would that look if we just killed 200 people like that? Anyway, I want witnesses so they know never to come back again.”

“Amazing…” Charlotte’s eyes widened. “How did you save them from the fall?”

“Oh, that…” Julius shrugged before turning away to rejoin Marx. Lisa peeked over his shoulder to smirk back at the other captains before finishing his sentence.

“They are alive because we decided it was so.”

The two of them soon disappeared into the night, leaving 7 of the 9 captains very confused… and awestruck.

The Capital roared with celebration as we arrived back, showering Julius and the others with praise. 

Everyone wanted to be a magic knight now, and everyone wanted to become the Wizard King. 

They would be telling stories about his spell for years to come... White Hell.

Well… our spell.

#fjaskdlfjskl #battle couple? battle couple #that's literally all a dyad is #lol #bc oc #black clover #julius novachrono #julisa #oc: lisa #writing #fic #dyad

[megdonnellys]

what can i you you tell me about your atla ocs?

ahhhh so much! spoilers for all three seasons btw! (also under the cut because it got long)

ok so the one that i’m probably most excited about is hikari! she’s 16 and a waterbender from a small village that lived on the outskirts of omashu! it was originally like a “stop” for injured soldiers when the war first began but eventually progressed and turned into its own village! hikari’s father was fighting in the war, but was home for a few days as his troops moved, but unfortunately those few days were the same ones that the fire nation attacked. before taking over omashu they invaded the village searching for waterbenders and her dad and others managed to hold them off long enough for hikari and her mom to escape! sadly, her dad died in the fight.

her and her mom decide to head to ba sing se as refugees and this is when the story actually starts! they’d been in the city for about a month before the gaang & zuko and iroh show up, and her mom ends up getting really really sick. she helps heal her since she’s, you know, a waterbender, but her mom wants medicinal tea for the Comfort Factor, so kari heads out to get some and stumbles across the shop that iroh and zuko are working at! (of course she knows them as mushi & lee). her and iroh become friends over the course of her visiting the shop to pick up tea for her mom, and zuko kinda watches from a distance as they interact. her and zuko end up becoming friends too and date for a while! then uh... he betrays everyone in the catacombs lol. hikari then joins the gaang because if she stays in the catacombs she will literally be a prisoner of war and she spends most of season 3 worrying about her mom and then the later half being pissed at zuko. her faceclaim is brianne tju (my fancast for zuko is brandon soo hoo)

NEXT is my baby boy takashi, who is uh.... a fire nation soldier hehe. basically he grew up in the fire nation and when he was thirteen his family recieved a letter that his dad had died in the war and they were drafting takashi. my poor baby who did Not want to do that uh... refused to go to training and then him and his sister, akira, came home to find their mom dead and a soldier sitting in their living room. he basically threatened that if takashi didn’t join the war then they would kill his sister too and so... he joins lol.

he has a Lot of trauma bc he’s in a war that he doesn’t give a single shit about and just wants to protect his older sister. so, when he’s 16 and told that he was to go to ba sing se as a spy disguised as a refugee to gather information and help the fire nation take over... he does. i’m not super sure about how he meets everyone but he ends up running into jet and him and jet kinda have a lil.... Thing, ofc after takashi, who is just a repressed gay doing his best accidentally reveals that he’s fire nation, jet pushes him away so fast and runs off to go tell the dai li (ofc he’s brainwashed before that happens)

him and sokka end up meeting and ofc takashi knows exactly who he is but sokka’s a hopeless bisexual who thinks he’s hot and is constantly flirting with him and they form a nice lil friendship (while sokka def wants more) and takashi struggles with wanting to be with sokka and needing to protect his family! it’s a whole Thing that i haven’t figured out entirely but yeah! his faceclaim is ryan potter! (and my sokka fancast is booboo stewart)

FINALLY WE HAVE MY BABY princess niko! she is the niece of king bumi and her story is that her father was the king of a small earth kingdom called shin lao that was conquered by the fire nation when niko was still an infant. she was actually in omashu when the invasion happened because there were telltale signs that the invasion was coming soon and her parents were like “yeah let’s get her OUTTA HERE”. her parents do die when they refuse to just give up their kingdom and the fire nation takes over and basically turns this prosperous kingdom into ruins by the time niko’s six.

she’s an earthbender and bumi raises her and helps her master earthbending and teaches her how to be a princess and all that stuff because well... she is lol. they often visit kyoshi island to celebrate avatar kyoshi since she was the most recent earthbending avatar, and that’s where she meets suki! they fall in love and are cute and adorable but before the start of season 1 they decide to end it because niko’s a princess and she’s a kyoshi warrior and they’re both 15 and have responsiblities they have to focus on instead. it’s... very sad, but they remain friends and she’s actually with suki when she finds out that the avatar’s back!

she joins the gaang in season 1 when they go to omashu and is kind of just reassuring katara and sokka that her uncle bumi isn’t going to let them die, and at the end bumi’s like “don’t you think it’d be helpful to have a powerful earthbender on your journey?” and immediately they’re like “oh bumi we couldn’t ask you to abandon your kingdom-” and niko’s like “he’s talking about me” and shows off her earthbending like the kween she is!

her story is more about being a part of the gaang and the genuine love she has for the earth kingdom and how she copes with learning just how much the fire nation has damaged it! but, her love interest is suki and they do end up getting back together because being so involved in the war makes them realize how much they love each other and don’t care about how hard it might be anymore! her fc is lana condor! (my suki fancast is lulu antariksa)

#asks #hikari asks #niko asks #takashi asks #hikari #niko #takashi #atla ocs #zuko x oc #suki x oc #sokka x oc #| i went off on a RANT lol

[a-very-fond-farewell]

The forbidden crack! Untamed prompts: 9/?

Maleficent/Sleeping Beauty AU: “Better Start Running”

[loosely based on both the movie and the animated one, nothing much in regards of the original plot bc...reasons. The title is from a quote I read somewhere on the hellsite: what doesn’t kill me... better start running”. Enjoy]

Clearly none of his siblings would have ever forgotten to send him an invitation for his nephew’s one month celebration, Wei WuXian was well aware of this. But he would have never expected to be met with swords and fire at his arrival.

Bringing the silver bells of the Yunmeng Jiang Clan as a gift, the powerful rogue fae wanted to celebrate his stepsister’s firstborn with fortune and luck. Little Jin Ling squirming and starting to wake in her mother’s arms as soon as Wei WuXian arrived and the guards had blocked the entrance of the temple to stop  him from getting through. Jin ZiXuan’s frown set on him from afar, silently asking him how dare... how dare he stepped anywhere near his family. As if Jiang Cheng and YanLi weren’t part of Wei WuXian’s own to begin with.

Sure, making a deal with a fae to protect his family from harm after the eradication of their Clan had attracted nothing but misfortune and hatred his way at merely nineteen. But surely... surely he could still be allowed to participate in such events. So why did Jiang Cheng and their sister look so afraid of him as he made his way towards his nephew? Was it the magical field surrounding him to protect him from the weapons of the Lanling Jin men? Was it because of the horns growing on top of his head? The stench of blood following him around, sticking to his clothes all the way from Burial Mounds?

Surely he didn’t look less human just because of such insignificant changes, right?

But when he outstretched his hands to have a better look at the baby... his sister took a step back. Sorrow in her eyes and fear in her actions as Jiang Cheng backed her up and kindly asked Wei WuXian to leave. Leave before he angered their new family. Before he could show how hurtful those words had been to receive as a greeting, ZiXuan glared him down with disgust and threatened to kill him on the spot.

Apparently, giving up his humanity for a greater cause had earned him only fear and disrespect. Something his increasingly volatile temper could not tolerate, especially after having become a spirit of the forest himself.

Yet, as swords tried to no avail to breach the magical barrier around him, Wei WuXian took Jin Ling in his arms before his sister could stop him. He smiled at the baby and played with his chubby hands, watching as his eyes opened and fixated on his horns, his red eyes, his sharp teeth. The baby smiled at him, in awe.

“Before his sixteenth year of life, when he’ll become of age, the sharpness of his first sword will pierce him so that he’ll fall in a slumber so deep only true love will be able to make him return.”, he curses him, kissing his red mark on his forehead.

If not even his own family had been able to love him after changing into a different form, Wei WuXian thought, no amount of love existed to save even an innocent child from the dangers of the world.

[what happens then? (under the cut. but it’s long. so long. sorry)]

Jin Ling will be sent away, living in the countryside as far as possible from wars, weapons and sharp objects. The Wen siblings and Granny Wen will take care of him and teach him how to be a good person, how to take care of others and such. His temper makes them worry and Wen Ning is simultaneously the best caretaker and clumsiest guardian in the world, so he can balance Jin Ling’s attitude alright. Wen Qing insists on making sure the boy doesn’t run around too much and tells him all sorts of terrifying stories about slaughters and battles to prevent him from venturing outside of their land. Granny Wen teaches him how to make things grow and enjoy the simple pleasures of life, hoping to save him from the curse before he can reach his sixteenth birthday.

However, Jin Ling is curious about the world and as soon as he turns fourteen he sneaks out at night to take long walks in the forest, in hopes to map it down and be able to leave someday. One day he meets a couple of boys just a bit older than him dressed in white, two hunters looking for a deer to bring back home. But Jin Ling doesn’t want them to hurt anyone in the forest and so he quarrels with them until they desist. As they take a step back from him, Jin Ling realizes he had never met someone his age... nor anyone aside from the Wen’s. He decides to secretly befriend them and so they meet every night for two years.

Until one day, just a week or so before his sixteenth birthday, SiZhui and JinGyi don’t show up in the forest as usual and Jin Ling goes out of his way to look for them. The Wen’s woke up the following day and find the boy missing, alerting the Lanling Jin Sect immediately afterward.

Wei WuXian has lived these past sixteen years looking after his nephew, protecting him from harm without him noticing, missing the feeling of holding something so alive and bright in his arms. With his powers growing, his soul festering hatred left and right, he hasn’t dared touch another human being for fear of harming them. So protecting Jin Ling from afar had to be enough. Even so, he doesn’t want to interfere directly in the boy’s life, so he follows him out of the Burial Mounds forest and into the Realm of GusuLan without stopping him.

Jin Ling Does know about the curse or about his real family, but he’s scared of many things all the same and so he avoids dangers if they come his way. But his best friends are in peril and he must... he must save them. His wit and sharp mind will help him along the way, even more so because he has never been unaware of the gentle spirit following him around everywhere. He’s too proud to admit it (and he’s certainly too scared of him to face him first), but Jin Ling knows the fae will never hurt him and so he braves on.

While Jiang Cheng defends the Lanling palace with all he has, missing his nephew anytime he hears the cry of a child in the distance, his sister is mourning her husband after his tragic demise during a night hunt. There weren’t enough men to corner the deer and it flung itself at the king, killing him instantly. The siblings from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan then discover Jin Ling is missing, but they cannot leave for fear of being attacked now that the throne is vulnerable. So they ask the GusuLan Realm to help them looking for a boy in the woods, knowing they can trust them with the delicate task.

The powerful magic surrounding Gusu prevents Wei WuXian to use his abilities if he doesn’t want to be found and hunted down, but his horns sure would attract enough attention to make his efforts to conceal his nature completely useless. So he hides and helps Jin Ling when he can, until he senses something... no, someone of immense magical power approaching them. Silent as snow falling to the ground, but fast as a stream running down to the sea. Fearing they may have come to hurt Jin Ling, Wei WuXian reveals himself only to snatch the kid from there and run away from danger.

In a cave they find SiZhui and JinGyi, one of them injured after trying to follow the deer that had killed the Lanling king, taking shelter from the upcoming storm. After using his powers to heal the boy’s leg, Wei WuXian decides to protect them until the invisible force has left for good and tells them his story. Of how his family had lost everything in a fire, how he had taken revenge after trusting a fae, how much he regretted his choice now and decided to not use his powers for evil anymore. The kids start to trust him more as a result and Jin Ling finally can get to know his guardian better after so many years of silence and loneliness.

But they don’t have time to rejoice that the cave grows cold and suddenly everything turns quiet, even the storm outside. The mysterious hunter has arrived and found them at last, a magician named Lan WangJi looking for three boys lost in the woods. Wei WuXian doesn’t trust him and engages in battle with him, their powers combined strong enough to destroy everything around them. The two boys from the GusuLan Realm try to speak, one of them shouting that Lan WangJi is not a foe while the others insists Master Wei is not a dangerous fae. But the two adults are so lost in their powers that they tune the kids out, the daze too strong for their pleas to pierce through.

Afraid something bad could happen to his guardian, Jin Ling wields one of the boy’s sword to defend him... but accidentally cuts himself and falls asleep with no prospect of ever waking up. Wei WuXian abandons the battle in order to take the boy in his arms, crying his eyes out, filled with regret... but, before he can touch him, Lan WangJi takes him down and ties him up.

Lan WangJi orders his kids to get back to Gusu while he’ll take young master Jin back to his home, even if asleep. He then blocks the entry of the cave with talismans and incantations to seal Wei WuXian inside and take his leave with the boy in his arms.

Stubbornly following Lan WangJi from a safe distance, worried sick for their friend, SiZhui and JinGyi promise Master Wei to come back as soon as they’ll sneak Jin Ling out of Koi Tower, a place renown for its cruelty ever since Jiang Cheng started ruling over the army sixteen years back.

But Wei WuXian is too hurt, too angry to care and after struggling against the boundary for too long he finally frees himself and rushes over to Koi Tower in a cloud of thick black smoke. A storm himself.

Lan WangJi arrives at the palace and makes sure Jin Ling is looked after, but wants to be the one to deliver the news of what happened in the forest to the queen and her brother, to not scare them. But the news of Jin Ling’s eternal slumber travels faster than him and Jiang Cheng’s sister faints on the spot upon hearing it.

Enraged, Jiang Cheng asks Lan WangJi to surveil Koi Tower while he rides back inside the Burial Mounds forest to hunt the monster down. There, he fights against Wei WuXian (who’s too far gone in his rage to recognize his stepbrother) but his power is too strong and Jiang Cheng can hold him back only for so long before the other escapes.

At the palace, Lan WangJi waits, watching as the forest gets infested by evil spirits of all kinds, responding to the malevolent energy Wei Ying is manifesting in his wake. Having alerted his Clan he knows the warriors from Gusu are on their way, but when Wei Ying arrives he doesn’t have time to worry. He has waited for this moment for more than sixteen years and he’s not going to let Wei Ying go this time around.

Wei WuXian rages through, summoning every spirit and ghost he can from Burial Mounds forest as he lashes at the magician dressed in white. They fight with everything they have, drawing blood and screams one from the other relentlessly... until Lan WangJi is close enough to make himself heard.

“Wei Ying! A-Ying it’s me! Can’t you remember who I am?” (A name Wei WuXian hadn’t heard in so... so long)

In the meantime, the Lan kids have sneaked inside the palace and went looking for Jin Ling, finding him laying on a bed covered in dust. The boy was probably put there at the last minute, the rest of the staff too preoccupied with the battle outside to properly care about the young man. Believing he has died, Lan SiZhui and JinGyi cry over their friend’s body, their wailing so loud it awakens the queen, who cries even harden upon seeing her only son for the firs time in sixteen years. Dead.

Wei WuXian does remember now, what he did to obtain such power. What he sacrificed in order to be able to rule over Burial Mounds. What he gave the fae as a price for helping him seek his revenge against those who burned Lotus Pier down to ashes. He had sacrificed the memory of the most precious person in his life, of his Lan Zhan. Who has never stopped looking for him and wait for his return in more than sixteen years.

Lan WangJi, finally able to reach the heart of his beloved, takes him in his arms as Wei Ying deflates on the ground. The spirits gone. With his memories back his powers are gone as well, but not the permanent changes his body has been through. Not the horns, not the red eyes, nor the sharp teeth. But in Lan WangJi’s eyes he’s never been more beautiful, alive and well.

They find the queen crying over her son’s death bed afterwards. Lan ShiZui and JinGyi huddled with her as they mourn. Jiang Cheng has made his return, hunting down Wei WuXian even now, in the depths of Koi Tower... but the moment he enters the dusty room and sees his nephew unmoving, he falls down and crawls to the bed. Inconsolable.

Wei Ying wishes he died in Jin Ling’s place. The boy didn’t deserve any of this and he regrets cursing him so long ago. But WangJi guides him to the bed and puts Jin Ling’s hand in his. The shared love for the sleeping boy tying all the presents together, making his lungs inflate and blood pump in his veins once again.

Jin Ling opens his eyes and smiles at them in awe.

[there you go, now I’m sad bye]

#mo dao zu shi #mdzs #the untamed #wangxian #jin ling #the forbidden crack! untamed prompts #long post #wei wuxian #mdzs/au: fairytale #mdzs/au: maleficent

[alatismeni-theitsa]

Answering more anti-LO asks:

(1) Smythe definitely comes across as a child over a professional. She's nearly 40 years old and reacts like an entitled teenager when she doesn't get the mindless praise she wants or someone isn't kissing her feet, and brags about it! She probably relates to this child-like Persephone because she acts exactly like a spoiled teenager versus a grown adult. I've seen actual teenagers online who act with more poise and grace than Smythe ever has.

(2) As funny as Smythe can be being sassy about Disney, Disney also owns the Henson Company, aka the company that now owns the rights to LO. I'd never wish her ill-will, but you know, not the smartest idea to get snippy with the company that can easily sink your one project because you don't know when to just be quiet. Not saying she has to bow to them, but it's hard to be in entertainment, you have to play nice and we are well aware she can't, so she should learn sooner rather than later.

(3) The dream ending of LO is Persephone rejects Hades and goes with Hermes + she goes and lives her own life of healing with her own friends and family. Hecate takes over the Underworld since she's the only good worker, and Hades and Hera are left penniless and alone because they're removed for abusing their power sand trying to groom a teenager to be his wife, also him being a slave owner and both them for being lying hypocrites.

(4) Hey I’m not sure if you still do anti lore olympus but I gonna put this here anyway. Isn’t me or do the LO gods look like the ones from Disney Hercules. Just Look.. Disney Hades- Blue LO Hades- Also Blue Disney Persephone and LO Persephone are both pink Disney Apollo and LO Apollo are both purple Disney Demeter and LO Demeter are both green with a pink child. Disney Zeus’ Toga is Purple but I could being alittle picky. (Sorry for my bad grammar and spelling btw heh)

(5) Btw am I also the only who think Persephone is just a Mary-Sue? She’s perfect at everything and everyone (But Minthe, Apollo, and Thanatos) loves her? And she just ARRGH acts like a child just to get her way. I used to love LO dearly back in 2018 but now it’s just doesn’t excite me anymore. The fans are also very toxic. Harassing other H&P comic makers and stuff. Sorry for the long post, I just had to get this off my chest. I can’t believe that she made my baby Apollo evil for no reason. :(

(6) The biggest comment i see from LO fans is "its a story fo agency" but where exactly is Persephone's agency? She doesn't get to control anything about her life beyond what everyone else like Hera or the plot makes happen , her only "agency" is through, i guess, wanting Hades? What about her own goals? Her wants? Her dreams? We see nothing about this supposed agency beyond wanting to hop into bed with her boss. I'm waiting to see when she's supposed to have a choice in anything.

(7) Let's be real here, if LO Hades can only relate/feel a ~connection~ to an immature teenage then he does not deserve to be a king or CEO of anything bc that means he's either just as immature as her aka should not be leading anything or is just a plain ol' creep who may or may not be grooming her. There are more and more people being disgusted with rich, older men lusting after girls barely out of their teens in real life, and for good reason! He should be held to the same standards!

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1) No joke, from the way she acts I initially thought she was 20+ at best!

2) “Disney also owns the Henson Company”. Shiiiit! I didn’t know that! She should be more careful. But... see ask no.1 xD

3) I actually like this ending??

4) You are right! The colors are similar. Was this the cartoon she picked her artstyle from? I mean not exactly the style, but the colors. Fans were accusing her of something like this...

5) I think she would be a Mary Sue if the rules of the established universe bended to suit her. I don’t remember this happening tbh. She is also not perfect and most of characters there don’t claim she is perfect. So she has problems as a character for sure, but I wouldn’t say she is a Mary Sue.

6) Don’t worry, she will finally have agency in episode 500!! 🤣

7) Unfortunatelly Smythe brought the story to a modern setting with today’s moral values so... yes we should judge LO Hades the same way as we do with older male celebrities. And it’s a pity because it takes us away from the original story and the fact that we are not actually meant to judge the actions of gods. 

#i got all these and more in the span of 12 hours and beacuse i didnt want to spam people's dashes i decided to answer them all in one post #anti lo #answered

[tornadoofcreation]

Some Non-Angsty Lloyd Headcannons

Bc my boy deserves happiness and I don’t have the mental energy to keep studying for my AP tests

- he’s super pale so when he blushes it shows. he gets easily flustered, too so he’s always bright red

- He also sunburns super easily. He could literally walk outside for 5 minutes and he’ll be sunburnt

- When he was a kid, if the ninja ever did anything to him, he would fake cry very loudly until they apologized and promised him something in return to stop crying before sensei found out

- His broken leg from season two healed with the golden power, but when the overlord drained it and he gave it away, the healing kind of stopped. Because of that, Lloyd has a slight limp and favors his left leg

- If he’s weak, injured or stressed it’ll start hurting again.

- He’s a perfectionist and needs everything to be perfect. This often results in him practicing the same one move over and over and over until his body physically cannot do it anymore or until it meets his standard of perfection. (usually the first)

- The other ninja tutor him after he left darkly’s. Jay does math and physics, Kai does literature, Cole does history and Zane does biology and chemistry. He actually gets a regular education when there’s no imminent threat

- Speaking of education, Lloyd is horrible at math. He tries really hard but it just doesn’t click in his mind, especially when variables are introduced. This combined with his perfectionism are a horrible combination

- He and jay have so many starfarer marathons and go to cons together as often as they can. They’ll have detailed, analytical conversations about every episode and comic

- His favorite candy flavor is strawberry or strawberry kiwi. He also loves sour flavored anything

- He absolutely cannot handle spice. The ninja make a game out of giving him different foods to see if he can handle it.

- Yells “do it for the vine!” When he or anybody else is about to do anything stupid

- Only plays the role of “responsible one” on missions, otherwise he’s a wreck with the rest of them

- He and Kai have a million random inside jokes that nobody get. Because of this, they’re not allowed to stand next to each other during training. They’re a “distraction to yourselves and everyone around you,” according to Wu

- Is a really weak reader, but the others do teach him

- His best subject is English/literature

- Lloyd loves cats (and dogs) and uses his green ninja privileges to pet literally everyone’s dogs

- Lactose intolerant

- He will never get over that fact that people consider him their hero. He doesn’t exactly feel deserving of it and it’s a surreal feeling

- He plays the violin. He was required to pick up an instrument at darkly’s and he vaguely remember garmadon playing the violin for him when he was young, so he picked it

- Once he began living with the ninja, Cole started to give him piano lessons

- Loves gentle rain, but absolutely hates storms

- Will cuddle with literally everyone. At first, he was really hesitant because he didn’t want to come off as needy, but after the others assured him that it didn’t make him a burden, he began to take every opportunity to hug and cuddle the others

- He always initiates a group hug after every mission, regardless of how small

- Holds his friend’s hand if he ever feels uncomfortable in a situation

- Really, really shy. Because of that, he hates giving public addresses. He’s very awkward meeting new people and fans too

- He loves hugging fans though

- He’s really self conscious and hates wearing revealing clothes

- He also hates photoshoot and tries to avoid them at all costs. He sometimes sends Kai instead as a joke. Both Kai and Lloyd are 100% okay with that.

- Is the absolute shortest on the team, standing at 5’1.

- He loves Kai and Nya to death and would fall on his katana for their happiness and wellbeing

- He Looks up to both of them so much and they’re the first people he goes to if he has a problem

- He’s super ticklish and the others take total advantage of it

- Hates celebrating his birthday and wants it to be a really small affair

- Sleeps with so many pillows and stuffed animals and needs to be hugging something or someone while he’s sleeping

- He Hates being the center of attention

- Sends so many memes on the ninja group chat. 90% of them are cat memes

- Hates coffee and tea

- Has Years of fatherly affection to catch up on so after he gets garmadon back he’s literally always with him, hugging him, getting piggyback rides from him and just being with him in general

- Has a really close relationship with Mystaké, even before season 8 and had a complete mental breakdown when she died

- He often went to her shop in the wake of garmadon’s death

- Literally always cold so he spend 90% of his time in a blanket burrito and

- He makes a point to Tell his brothers and sister that he loves them every day

- Knew Nya was samurai X before anybody else and helped her make the suit

- He often has late night talks with Nya and Kai where they just sit on the deck of the bounty and get whatever they need to get off their chests

I hope you like them!! Some of them are slightly inspired my @speedythecat and @lloydskywalkers ‘s amazing art and fics! (I hope you don’t mind me tagging you; I wanted to give you the credit you deserve!) Please check them out!

#lloyd garmadon #lloyd montgomery garmadon #lloyd ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago #ninjago: master of spinjitzu #tlnm #lego ninjgao movie #kai ninjago #ninjago kai #kai smitch #ninjago jay #jay ninjago #jay walker #nya smith #cole ninjago #ninjago cole #cole brookstone #ninjago zane #zane julien #sensei garmadon #lord garmadon #sensei wu #master wu #wu ninjago #tlnm lloyd #tlnm kai #tlnm cole #tlnm jay

[jazon-todd]

some (mostly negative sorry lol) thoughts

it’s obvious that these movies were made separately with no real plan on where the story should go once they cooked up the idea to start the trilogy back up again. 

and I don’t think it’s strictly rian johnson’s fault, this falls squarely on disney for not making this completely avoidable. rian had to try and work with what JJ left him, and JJ had to turn around and try to work with what rian left him. like if you’re going to have different directors, at least use the same writers. they clearly didn’t

It’s like…. way too much happened for one movie, while at the same time nothing actually happened at all. We’re back to the same exact point we were at at the end of return of the jedi, just this time all the skywalkers are dead

the first ten minutes I’m pretty sure actually gave me whiplash. going from a planet to another planet to another planet under 2.5 seconds with maybe 3 sentences of dialogue was migraine-inducing

palpatine looked like a fucking demon out of hell. my dad kept whispering DEW IT under his breath and I was losing it

he’s literally not explained at all, kylo knows he’s there, Rey knows he’s there, the FO and resistance know he’s there… and we’re just supposed to accept it lmao. apparently, he’s been there this whole time but now is when everyone starts to care 

palpatine also fucks, apparently

and like I get that this whole movie is about ~hope~ or whatever but it’s honestly just like this man railing a family for 3 generations and they all die before they’re free of him lmao

I really hate how luke and leia both knew rey was a palpatine all this time and still treated her like family anyway when they sent their on child and nephew away because he was “too much like vader” like what

the asian was shit all over once again, I literally do not trust white men with us but whatever

fight scenes were cool but way too quick, better than any we’ve had before in this trilogy. nothing has yet to touch duel of the fates or battle of the heroes though, rip r*ylo but obi wan, anakin, darth maul and qui gon are different

pacing was v weird

I’m really annoyed with how rey snapped at finn when all he wanted was to help her and didn’t tell him who she really was or what she was going through. they made her isolate herself from her friends and it was really ugly

they tried shoving what should have been three full-length movies into one

I guess JJ saying “we explain finn’s background and his family!!!” is just him meeting jannah and being like “oh we’re both ex stormtroopers? cool!” like ok, I was expecting actual backstory but okay

Not sure how rey and ben BOTH somehow got the power to heal someone

oh hey han

PACING WAS SO FUCKING WEIRD

this movie was clearly trying to do a lot of over-corrections from the last jedi instead of… letting it be. which just goes to show that disney shot itself in its trillion dollar foot because they for some reason tried going into a trilogy with different directors and writers for every movie 

great to see the knights of ren doing jack shit except get killed after 5 minutes total of screen time, literally what was the point of any of that. they sucked at their job

again, palpatine was great. didn’t know if we needed him for another trilogy, though. felt like we were beating a dead horse at this point. like, rey or kylo could have walked over and pulled the life support and he’d die in like a second

you could tell the last act was supposed to be emotional, but it moved so fast nothing resonated 

palpatine is just fucking stupid, like just stop shooting the lightning and he would have won, but whatever

no offense to kylo but idk how the weakest skywalker (she says subjectively) got the power to literally resurrect someone when anakin couldn’t even do it but I digress. it’s clearly that ~our true love can save us~ trope 

also speaking of anakin wasn’t ANYWHERE in this movie other than a quiet sentence even though he’s still the fucking chosen one, 0/10 automatically

like they had him say “bring back the balance as I have” LIKE OK IF THE BALANCE WAS TRULY BACK WHY IS THIS EVIL MAN STILL ALIVE HELLO I truly think the worst part of the trilogy is making anakin fail at what he was supposed to do

nice to know finn is force-sensitive FIFTEEN MINUTES BEFORE THE MOVIE ENDS AND WE NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN

actually cried like a little BITCH when ben saw that rey was dead and was holding her body I gtg

the reylo kiss was cute I guess, rey looked really happy 

like I always knew and said he would die……… but I felt like he deserved to live after what he did. idk tho. his death didn’t sit well with me the way vader’s, or luke’s, or leia’s did.

PACING WAS SO FUCKINGGGGGG WEIRDDDDDDD like when ben died and rey was looking down at him my theater was all upset and then it just switched right to everyone celebrating rather than rey mourning for like more than a second and everyone was literally like wait what

didn’t really like the ending all that much but rey also never really did much for me, so sorry rey stans

I still can’t believe she buried anakin’s lightsaber, the man who hates sand more than anything else in the entire world, on the planet he was enslaved on. like, I’m so lost on why these little details were just forgotten about.

not sure how I feel about rey taking on the skywalker name, like on the surface it’s pretty cool because it’s becoming more of a group name (like the new “jedi” title), but I also don’t like how much they were talking about how anyone can be powerful no matter where you come from, just to turn around and make her both a palpatine and a skywalker anyway. idk, more on that later

also not sure how I feel about her starting and ending the trilogy alone lmao but she clearly found her place (even though she’s literally fucking alone) so I guess it works out

liked her saber but idk the mechanisms behind it bc I thought they needed a certain metal to contain the kyber crystal, but that would actually require jj to refer to source material and we know he doesn’t look past the movies so

idk I’m feeling pretty cynical bc endgame sucked ass and GOT sucked ass and so I guess star wars had to suck ass to complete the shitty conclusion trifecta 

all in all, it’s a decent movie, I guess, the more I sit on it. there’s not that many issues I have even though above may seem like a lot, but….

as much as I love finn and rose and poe and what they have given me over the years……. disney should have left star wars be in regards to the trilogy. literally nothing is different from the return of the jedi to now, just that all the skywalkers are now dead and anakin/darth vader died for literally no reason but whatever

#tros spoilers #star wars spoilers #star wars

[wellanthropologicallyspeaking]

trigger warning // abusive parents, emotional abuse

i might be one of only a few people who have been thru the experience of loving and trusting a parent(s) their whole lives, and in a matter of months have that trust utterly broken and the love that you felt for them lost.

context is, long story summarized, my mom put me thru a very tramuatic experience last year (on christmas no less) when she basically said she “disowned me as her child”. i cried and cried and the whole thing was horrible, she just shouted so much while my dad begged her to stop and calm down, and he tried to calm me down too and brought me food afterwards.

the context for this was basically, the christmas tree that i was decorating for hours the night before had fallen when i was downstairs looking for an extension cord, and its falling broke one of the ornaments from my childhood that i had painted myself while in kindergarten/first grade. it was so heckin pretty and i was so proud of it and hoenstly when i saw i broke, along with a few other beloved ornaments, i broke down.

december last year was filled with all kinds of shit that led me deeper and deeper ino my depression, and this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. while we cleaned up the tree with me sobbing intensely, my mom was all “i told you this would happen !!! you should have done what i said !!!” THAT’S what you say to your CRYING CHILD (i’m 20 but still im her child and you would expect a person to be more compassionate towards THEIR KID)??? instead of seeing that they’re obviously upset. this made me fucking pissed and i just stormed to my room, and declared that im not celebrating christmas this year. my mom forced me and coereced me to have christmas dinner, but i slipped away with a turkey leg and bread into my room, while she was fucking pissed in the other room.

the next day, we had the horrible aforemention argument, where we went over the christmas canceling thing and me not wanting to celebrate, but my mom also went on the thing that i didn’t want to take her vitamins anymore, and she was fucking pissed at me for that.

now, that makes no sense, but i have pretty bad acne, and my mom has *taken it upon herself* to treat my acne herself, even though i kept telling i didn’t want or ask for her help, but she’d just insult me and force/blackmail me to take them. this went on for over a year, and it sounds horrible on its own, but it actually didn’t change my opinion of her until last december.

her argument was “because you’re not taking the vitamins i gave you, it means 1) you want to ruin your skin permanenly (and she goes on about ONE lady she knows who has bad acne scars who i’ve never even met) 2) you want to HURT ME EMOTIONALLY because i worry about you and you having horrible skin makes me feel bad (this sounds kinda emphathetic from her side of things but trust me, the way she meant it felt more like im some kind of experiement to her who she needs to fix and when she can’t “fix” me, she feels bad instead of ever considering MY FEELINGS)”

anyways that whole load of bullshit resulted in me arguing with her, and eventually led to her threatening to disown me while i sat sobbing so fucking uncontrollably, which i think was the only time since maybe i was a baby that i had ever cried so much and so hard. she eventually said, in not so many words, fuck you and im disowning you, while i was left shattered in a pool of my own tears.

it took me WEEKS to recover from the emotional turmoil that experience brought me, and i could never look her in the eye again.

about a month later, my dad would end up driving me to college instead of my mom (bc im a 20 year old american who still doesn’t know how to drive whoops) and over the months of the semester, he’d share things about how bad this lawsuit is that my mom’s waging against our neighbor (wholeeee other kettle of fish that i won’t get into here) and how it was stressing him out and using up precious time, money, and energy that he had. he also mentioned the whole lawsuit cost 40K to manage up to that point, bc my parents had been doing it for about 5 years and that’s the total sum it cost over those 5 years. i was fucking shocked bc, i remeber years back even BEFORE the lawsuit when i saw my mom google “free colleges” for me to attend when i’d graduate, bc she said college “was too expensive”. i mean yea that’s true but there’s a good college here that i want to go to that’s 6K a year?? like if you add it up, my time at college would cost LESS than the 40K wasted on this lawsuit AND we’d deffo have money left over for house repairs, of which our house needs a million. but nah, my mom’s priorities is that we need to waste 40K on a lawsuit for a plot of land on our drive way the size of a desk. size of a DESK. im not fucking kidding here, i wish i was bc its so ridiculous.

then later i learned that my mother (who i already knew had disowned her first daughter, what a shocker) had as a sort of “punishment” to her first daughter, aka my half sister, to take her piece of their apartment back that is in Russia. my dad said we could compromise on the money and get about 50K to pay for the downpayment for our house here, but my mom was s u r e she could “win” her case and get 300K for her share, which my dad said was near impossible and could put my half sister and her family in danger, bc apparently money handling in russia is risky business and people get killed for that sorta money.

my mother didn’t give a shit. about the actual reality of the situaion or the pain/danger she was putting my sister and her family thru. she could shit a turd and give more of a shit about that than her own daughter.

anyways all this and more that i learned, as well as the trauma she put me thru in december, made me open my eyes to the monster i had truly been living with. i finally learned how horrible, twisted, selfish, and cold blooded she was, and knew she could never have held any love for me. the mother i had known my whole life was a lie, and that lie shattered before my eyes.

this went on far too long (probably bc it shows i need therapy ahahaha i still haven’t dealt with this have i) but the message i want to share here is, if you’ve been in a situation where your parents have turned out to not be the person you thought they were, and the love you felt for them and the trust you had in them had shattered overnight, i want to say i know how you feel.

when that happens, everything that was normal with your parent(s) becomes abnomal. you go to share with them something you’re excited about, but you realize you can’t. you think about that yearly event you both go to but realize you can never go together again. it might not even be because they won’t allow it (my mom has “forgiven” me and thinks we’re alright again, as if december was “nothing”) but because you know in your heart that the person you did those things with is gone. they were really never there to begin with, because the whole thing was an act and the traumatic expriences you went thru made you see their true colors. and you see that their true colors are ugly as fuck.

those pauses when you realize that you can’t ever be the same around your parent as you once was, those times when you’re forever locked up to them because you won’t allow them in, when you feel guilty that you haven’t forgiven them and that its somehow your duty as their child to forgive them, i’m not here to say that you should open up, but that you should not open up to them. don’t ever feel like you are obligated to open up to them or “forgive” them. they hurt you and they broke your trust and made you experience horrible trauma that’s hard to come back from. just because they’re your family doesn’t mean you must forgive them.

there’s this societal norm that we’re surrounded by that in order to overcome and deal with trauma, you have to forgive the people who hurt you. in my opinion, i think that couldn’t be farther from the truth. if you are a person who finds it easist to deal with their pain by forgiving those who hurt you, i’m not bashing you; more power to you for being able to forgive, especially when i can’t do the same. however, forgiveness is touted as this “cure all” that people should use to forgive everyone who’s ever hurt you. that cannot be true because what works for one person does not necessarily work for the next. one person may be able to deal with their trauma with forgiveness, and another person cannot do the same. i believe that you shouldn’t have to forgive those who hurt you, especially when you don’t feel strong enough to or feel any love/trust in them after they’ve hurt you. i can accept that what happened, happened, and that what my mother did to me happened, and that it affected me terribly and left me with emotional scars that will be hard to heal from, but i cannot call her my mom anymore or forgive her for what she did to me.

i do feel tinges of guilt sometimes because, i think, of this societal norm that you should forgive everyone, and i feel that coming from my place as a daughter, that i have some obligation to forgive my mother based on what society tells you. you may feel the same too, that you feel guilty for not forgiving your family and that if you were a better person you would forgive them. im here to say that that’s bullshit. you may feel guilty for not forgiving your family but that’s not some sign that you actually should forgive them or that you deeply down want to forgive them, it just means that you feel guilt because of what society has drilled into you. its okay to feel guilty about not forgiving your family and still not forgive them at the same time !! i feel like this sometimes, but i still know that the trauma my mother put me thru and the lies i uncovered about her make me realize that i can never forgive her. if you’re not emotionally strong enough to forgive someone, if you don’t feel the same love or trust in someone as you once did and so are unable to forgive them, i just want to say, its okay not to forgive them !! this isn’t some kind of contest that you have to win, you don’t have to feel like you’re a weak or bad person for not forgiving someone, bc our ways for coping with trauma are all different !!

in my opinion, i think trying to forgive or keep people in your life who are obviously terrible is not healthy in the long run. my mom is still doing the shitty things that are similar to what i described earlier, and i now know that she’s still just the same horrible, selfish, cold blooded person she always was; she was just under a mask. me forgiving her or tolerating her now won’t magically turn her into a good mom !! she’ll always be shitty and its healthier for me to just cut her out of my life as much as i can (while im still living at home with both that parents, and me being unable to drive, that is proving very difficult). it’s just better to cut out toxic people from your life and surround yourself with healthy people who will help you grow and thrive. it’s kinda like what marie kondo says,

(yea im an organizing nut but her book has really helped me organize the house, and i think organizing is kinda my coping mechanism, i spent so much time after december doing a full rehaul of the house that i had never done before, because i think i wanted to regain control of my life in some part as a way to cope for all the shit i went thru)

you should only keep things (or people) that “spark joy”. anything or anyone that doesn’t “spark joy” for you, you’re allowed to remove from your life : )

#forgiveness #trauma #emotional abuse #emotional trauma #family #family abuse #parents #parent abuse #self care #coping

[haikyuu-imagines-and-others]

I was afraid sth like that might happen bc tumblr kinda always finds a way to fuck up. But thank you so much!! I really appreciate it ♥ My request was a college AU scenario where Iwaizumi has some lectures with the chubby!reader and she has a huge crush on him, but doesn't approach him bc she's too shy & thinks he won't like her anyway bc of her appearance. But they start talking and eat lunch together at some point, and they soon become friends and he asks her on a date and they kiss maybe ?

I couldn’t agree with you more, love haha It tends to eat up a ton of requests :( Even for me for other blogs!! At least we caught it though! :D This was a super cute idea… so I hope you like how I wrote it out! Thanks for requesting! - Admin Satori

Iwaizumi Hajime:

It started with a brief glance - you’d been studying in the library, cracking your head open for the chemistry equations to fit in there properly for your upcoming test. Helium and Hydrogen molecules blending together, you’d looked away to give yourself a chance to relax and not pop out of their sockets from the stress building behind them. An oncoming headache, you knew, but what was more important to you? Your grades or health?

Considering how many headaches you got in the average week, you promised yourself you’d take some time to heal. Evaluate your mental wounds before getting back out there for that well deserved ‘A’.

For now, you stared off at the front doors of the library… Again, you hadn’t meant to catch his eye when he walked in, backpack slung over his shoulder, dark green eyes showing you nothing much past his clear exhaustion.

A single glance, nothing more than a locking of eyes for less than a second.

Yet, there you were… blushing as if he’d just given you the corniest pickup line.

Then he was turning and walking to the coffee shop in the corner of the library, his backpack sliding just the slightest down his shoulder as the smell of the hot bean water infiltrated his still half asleep mind.

You hadn’t seen him walk away. You’d buried your face in your hands, trying to look like you were tired or rubbing your eyes, but internally you felt as if you were on fire. He’d looked at you. He’d locked eyes with you! That beautiful, gorgeously built young man had stared into your eyes and you into his foresty green ones.

This is absolutely ridiculous, you knew, to be so hung up about a single, meaningless glance he’d thrown your way. But how could you not react the way you were? Iwaizumi Hajime was the leading champ in almost all the sports your University provided, and he was a top student! He was practically a celebrity on campus! Of course you’d be honored to be at the receiving end of his gaze.

But now wasn’t the time to fall into another drooling episode. Checking your phone, you hopped out of your singular cubicle seat and grabbed your school work. Your ‘philosophy’ class started in less than five minutes and you were not about to be late. Again.

The next instance of being blessed with his gaze, and this time his actual presence, was that next day. Biology class, required for all students regardless of majors, but ultimately not doing anything for what your dream job would have you be doing. Or at least, the lowest level of bio you might need… You weren’t sure yet. Choosing majors was hard.

You’d been dozing as the professor took their time getting their study lessons in order, making sure their presentation would work properly come action time. You’d crossed your arms in front of you, and as each minute passed you realized you were lowering your head in exhaustion. Who required students to attend class at 6AM? Why? You weren’t even human at 6AM - just some amalgamation of exhaustion, red bull, coffee, and irritation.

You were not a morning person.

“Is this seat taken?” You were waving off the question of the asker - not really in the mind to be kind this morning; You were tired. “Are you sure that… combination is healthy?”

“Look, guy, if I wanted health tips, I would have paid to be in a health cla-“

But the rest of your quip died on your tongue as you went to glare at whoever decided 6AM was a good time to start judging and asking questions.

Because there he was. Wide awake, a little red from what you assumed was his morning practice, but an amused smile pulling the corner of his lips as he saw you flush with embarrassment. ‘Cute’ he couldn’t help but think as you ducked your head with an awkward cough.

You didn’t look at him for long, quickly blinking to break the trance he had you in before you were looking down at your class materials - the lights of the classroom being dimmed just the slightest so the professor could start their presentation for the day.

Bad idea.

With the lights dimmed, there was an electric current running between you and the actual adonis sitting next to you. Every time he inhaled, your stomach clenched - every time you went to take a note, he shifted in his seat. Yin and Yang - though equal in reaction, different in action. Together moving in sync. You’d glance at him when you didn’t think he was looking, enjoying the view he so graciously offered - and he would blatantly stare when you’d turn your head down to focus on your notes.

Needless to say, you were hyperaware the rest of that morning.

He took it upon himself to seek you out the next time you two met. He felt he hadn’t been fully awake enough to enjoy your embarrassed reaction that morning in the library, but regardless of that fact he felt as if he owed you some kind of apology for being rude during class. Who was he to decide if your routine was unhealthy? Sure, he was currently ‘paying for a health class’, as you’d grumbled that morning, and yeah, he did know first hand what red bull did to peoples hearts… But who was he to judge?

Books scattered around your small corner table in the cafe. Your food, cold and forgotten, resting on the very edge of the table as you manuevered books closer and further from you as they gained or lost their necessity value. Studying was a bitch, you’d come to learn - dozens of different studying styles had never fit you.. But of course the one that made you look like an insane person actually stuck.

Just your luck!

Though the table was fairly packed, and your jostling it as you reached and pushed books away or towards you didn’t help.

Soon enough, as gravity and fate would dictate, your lunch plate was tipping over the edge of the table. You didn’t even have time to react - your eyes watching as it slowly shook further and further towards its demise.

Then it was stopped. A hand swooping down and picking it up before it could tip into the void. And you were confused, for an embarrassingly amount of time, when you didn’t hear the shattering of the plate or feel the amused stares of your classmates judging your clumsiness. But when you finally realized the crash would never come is when you followed the hand that currently held your lunch plate.

Amused forest green eyes stared back at you, his eyebrows raised a bit as he had waited for you to come to your senses. How deep in Study Mode had you been? Had you taken a break yet? Regardless, he set his plate down on the empty table next to yours before coming back to you, closing the books closest to you and setting your lunch on top.

“Eat. Food is brain power.” Then he retrieved his plate before doing the same to the books across from you and taking a seat.

What the hell just happened? You blinked rapidly as you tried to answer that question yourself. Your food was cold, but God did it look good.

But he looked better.

“Uh… Thanks…” Iwaizumi nodded to your appreciation before he started eating his own food, his eyes glancing around at the books nearest him in curiosity. What was your major? What did you want to be? There were a lot of different subjects surrounding him… were you just catching up on homework? Procrastinator until the last minute? “I-“ His eyes met yours again as you spoke, your cheeks blooming a gentle red at how immediately he’d given you his attention. “I’m _______.”

Iwaizumi smiled as he nodded, “I’m Iwaizumi Hajime….” Though your eyes betrayed your meek nod - you knew who he was. The moment you laid eyes on him, you knew exactly who and what kind of Godly person he was. Though your high thoughts of him flew out the window at the sight of his soft blush as he rubbed at the back of his neck anxiously - he was human. Just like you. Just like anyone else. “Uh… I wanted to… apologize… For earlier, in Bio….” He cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable with saying sorry.

“Apologize?” Your voice was quiet as you echoed him, staring blankly at him as you tried to understand what it was he was sorry about. “For what? We just met today…” Though you knew that wasn’t the full truth. Sure, you’d just introduced yourself today - but you’d seen and even snapped at him during class. You’d locked eyes in the library. Not exactly meeting and becoming acquaintances for those two instances.

Anxiety nibbled at the inside of his stomach as you unintentionally dragged out something he didn’t really like doing. Apologizing, even if he was in fault, always took a bit of his pride. “I had no right to judge you the other day in Biology… If you want to mix red bull and coffee, that’s entirely your decision.”

His words didn’t register as serious for the first few seconds after they left his mouth. And for a moment he was worried you hadn’t heard him before he realized you were actually just 3 feet in front of him… there was no way you hadn’t heard him.

Your lips pulled at the corners as you tried to hold back your giggles, your eyes crinkling at why he’d apologized - how goofy. He really thought you’d taken offense to something like that? You went to cover your mouth as you quietly laughed, his eyebrows furrowing as he pouted and looked away from you. “What’s so funny?” Though his tone revealed he didn’t really want to know because he knew it was silly of him to apologize for something like that… too late.

But you shook your head with a wide smile, your hand lowering as you, boldly, reached forward and patted his hand resting on the table. “Don’t you worry your cute little head, Iwaizumi-san… You didn’t hurt my feelings in the least.” His cheeks grew a bit red with you saying his name, even if it was his last. Though you didn’t understand it as that but rather embarrassment of you teasing him for his ‘transgression’.

“Maybe I should have then.” He grumbled, his hand turning on the table top to feel your palm resting against his, your fingertips lightly touching his forearm.

You nearly choked at the feel of his hand against yours - his warm touch sending your stomach twisting into itself. But your confidence was soaring from his gall to apologize for something silly like that, so you merely laughed quietly and patted his hand this time, “I’d like to see you even try.”

His pout turned into a challenging smirk as he caught your hand with his on one of its pattings. “Okay, how about… Over dinner then…” His gaze held yours, and it felt as if your soul were leaving your body at just how… intense the man before you really was. You’d heard stories, and first hand experiences from those around campus, but they paled in comparison to your immediate moment with him.

Heat was all you felt. Heat in your face from your blushing, heat in your chest from your heart slamming against your ribs, and heat in your hand as you held his just as tightly. This was moving much faster than you’d ever experienced before. Where was the chasing? Where was the silly chatting? The friendship that awkwardly made its way into romantic feelings?

Where was the insecure boy you’d usually find yourself dating?

Iwaizumi was different.

Iwaizumi Hajime is a confident man of action.

And winning your attention seemed to be his first and only goal in your budding relationship.

*sniffles* I didn’t get to the kissing TT~TT But I’ll probably do a Part II, whether its requested or not ;D

Tag List:

@this-badass-cutie-patootie @summon-the-stars @mme-hajime @kuroosarium (ah you changed your name love!) @lyra8 

#Admin Satori #Haikyuu!! #Haikyuu!! Scenario #Iwaizumi Hajime #slight fluff #To Be Continued.... Later

[sharedheadspace]

a copy/paste of [this] twitter thread on the fawning response to abuse, found through [this] tumblr post encouraging clicking through to read the whole thing

because when i come back to this i know im not going to be in the brainspace to bother clicking through, and nobody wants to fucking read eight thousand twitter screenshots. ever

[bolding added by me, in pieces i know im going to want to look at]

I want to share what has been, in the last year or so, one of the most important things I've realized about my own trauma history — something that has been massively important for my own healing.

Let's talk about the link between people-pleasers and emotional abuse.

Confession: I am a people-pleaser. It took me a long time to realize this, though. Because I'm opinionated! And I speak my mind! I'm an "open book" about a lot of what I've been through. Clearly I don't care what people think... right?

But people-pleasing is a lot more complex than that. It's actually part of a trauma response. Most people know about fight, flight, and freeze — but another response, "fawn," is at the core of what people-pleasing is actually about.

To avoid conflict, negative emotions, and retraumatization, people who "fawn" when triggered will go out of their way to mirror someone's opinions and appease them in order to deescalate situations (or potential issues).

For me, this meant that the more invested I was in an emotional connection, the less likely I was to criticize that person, vocalize when my boundaries were crossed, express unhappiness with their behavior, or share anything that I felt might damage that relationship.

This could come across as being excessively nice and complimentary, overly-concerned with another person's happiness, and waiting for cues in conversation to determine if something was "safe" to share or disclose. People-pleasers are often considered "emotional chameleons."

People-pleasers are often really warm, encouraging, and generous people. They tend to overextend themselves and say "yes" to everything and everyone, eager to make those they care about happy and comfortable.

They often grow up in very controlling and chaotic environments, and internalized the idea that if they were perfectly good or well-behaved, they could minimize conflict and secure love and attachment. 

And. When you have this tendency to defer, make yourself subordinate, try to become smaller, ignore your boundaries and intuition, and minimize your own needs... you are profoundly vulnerable to emotional abuse.

When you are excessively concerned with pleasing others, you learn that in order to be effective at this, you have to shut down your gut instincts, your values, your emotions — bc being an individual, rather than a mirror, doesn't serve you in securing the love that you want.

People-pleasers can become drawn to abusive relationships, and repelled from relationships that are abundantly loving — because love has to feel "earned" in order to feel secure. In other words? If love is given too freely or easily, it doesn't feel safe.

This means people-pleasers can be drawn to relationships that are controlling (they feel safest when they defer to others), emotionally-withholding (they are driven by the need to "secure" affection/elated when they do), and even abusive (their lack of boundaries is exploited).

Another part of being vulnerable to abuse is that people-pleasers are so easily gaslit, because when they are inclined to suppress their own instincts, values, and beliefs, they're infinitely more likely to defer to an abuser's version of events or narrative.

This also means that "fawn" types often go through cycles of restricting emotionally (I can't be "too much" for others) & then purging emotionally ("unloading" onto a trusted person bc the expectation to be perfect gets to be too much).

(I think this is why so many of us have eating disorders — just an anecdotal observation, but I digress...)

People-pleasers (the "fawn" trauma response) isn't intended to manipulate others and it's not meant to be dishonest. Every single person presents a version of themselves to others. This merely describes how trauma informs that presentation on an often unconscious level.

The "fawn" response is driven by fear, not a hidden agenda. The "fawn" type is less about manipulation, because it's not being used to *overpower* someone. Instead, it's an excessive *relinquishing* of personal power, driven by fear and a desire for validation.

For example, someone who runs personal errands for their boss — despite it not being part of their job description — is not manipulating their boss into liking them. (It won't work anyway.) Their boss, testing those thin boundaries, is exploiting their need for approval.

In more intimate relationships, this can show up as "fawn" types gravitating towards hot/cold dynamics, where affection and love are offered unpredictably.

This is where the emotional abuse piece comes into play. You have someone who is controlling, who feels safest in relationships where they call the shots, and most loved when someone is actively seeking out their approval. Enter: The "fawn" type.

An abuser will offer validation only to keep the fawn type tethered. But they'll withdraw that it before things feel secure, to ensure that the pleaser will continue going out of their way to "fawn" — continually giving over their power and autonomy so the abuse can continue.

I'm sharing this because, holy shit, my friends, the number of traumatic relationships I've thrown myself into — professionally, personally, romantically — to get stuck in this cycle, with my self-esteem pulverized, has made my heart so heavy.

It took stepping away from a friendship that had so thoroughly gaslit and demolished me — while plummeting into the deep depths of anorexia — before I realized that chasing controlling, emotionally unavailable, even abusive people was crushing my spirit.

I'm not going to leave you hanging, though. If you're reading this and say, "Holy shit... it me. Oh god. What do I do?" I'm here. I've got some advice, some books, some resources. Hang tight. For starters, I'm going to ask you something: Which of your friends do you cancel on?

Personal experience: I had this tendency to bail on friends, partners, acquaintances, whoever, that were the most generous, warm, and emotionally-available. I avoided those relationships where love was free and easy. Because it didn't feel "earned," so I didn't feel "worthy."

Which isn't to say that everyone with this trauma response does this, BUT, we seek out the familiar. Which means many of us tend to avoid what feels unsafe. For people-pleasers, we're so used to working endlessly hard in relationships — it's disorienting when we aren't asked to.

I made a google doc (no, I seriously did) where I listed out people who were "way too nice to me." And then I asked myself, do I like this person? Do I enjoy their company? If I did, I sent them a text message and told them I wanted to commit to spending more time with them.

I was completely honest about my process with those folks, too. I said, "Listen, I get really scared when people are nice to me. You've always been SO nice to me, and I get afraid of disappointing you. But I want to change that, because I just enjoy your company so very much."

In my phone contacts, I put emojis by their names. I put strawberries next to people who were super loving. I put seedling emojis by folks who taught me things that made me think/grow. So when I saw a text from them, it reminded me that I should prioritize that message. [seedling emoji] [strawberry emoji]

And? My life completely changed... in every imaginable way.

My "strawberry emoji people" went from being acquaintances/friendly to becoming chosen family that I literally could not imagine my life without. With the help of some amazing therapy, I grew to love myself so much — because that love was being modeled for me in a healthy way.

I'm going into a partial hospitalization program for my anorexia in the next couple weeks (because I've taken it out on my body as much as I have my mind), and my strawberry people (who are now all in a group text together) have been there every step of the way.

Resources! I genuinely believe that every single person should be reading Pete Walker's book about complex trauma. "Complex PTSD: From Surviving to Thriving: A Guide and Map for Recovering from Childhood Trauma." It's really damn good. It talks about fawn types in more detail!

Most of all though, I just want to validate the hell out of you. [heart emoji] I understand the very hellish cycle that we find ourselves in when we're consumed by this idea that we need to be "exactly enough," and that, if we measure it out correctly, we'll never hurt or be hurt again.

But relationships involve putting ourselves in harm's way sometimes. What they shouldn't involve, though, is self-harm — and ultimately, that's what "fawning" does. We're harming ourselves. We're making ourselves smaller, we're self-silencing, and we're punishing ourselves.

You are allowed to have ALL the feelings. You are allowed to take up ALL the space. You're allowed to be everything that you are & then some. The right people — your people — will love you even more when they see how expansive your life becomes when you give yourself that space.

It doesn't happen overnight. It's a process! But I want you to know that it's a process you can begin at any time. It's never too late to give yourself permission to be, to show up more authentically, and to find those who will celebrate you for it. I promise you that.

#long post #abuse cw #kite talks #its something i still find myself doing. especially when im already anxious or spiraling through flashbacks #because ''unearned'' kindness or affection isnt just unfamiliar- its painful #and as easily as i can hurt myself there is Always the push to avoid being hurt by others #a lot of the time i end up just giving up trying to stop it #when i stop fighting affection its not that ive started accepting it instead. more likely that im detaching and zoning out until it ends #that whole ''if i just let it happen maybe itll be over sooner'' thing #right now i dont know what to do about that #how to make it stop hurting

[sgtbuckyybarnes]

1-15 for louie harper lola noelle aaaaand stella thanks!!!

I thought this said 1-5 but you tricked me! 😂

1. Have they ever brought home a stray animal? If so, how did that go?

Louie - She’s brought home Alex if that counts?

Harper - Harper isn’t really an animal person so I don’t think she’d bring one home but she’d defo give up her sandwich if she saw a stray dog on the street

Lola - Prefic Lola would never but the Lola who has broken away from her parents and responsibilities is learning all about this kind of stuff ends up adopting a stray cat (who lbr actually is the one who adopts her)

Noelle - Noe would bring every single stray home if she could - including Fangs and Sweet Pea! Her and her mum could never afford to get their own animals so she’d bring any that she saw back home...to the point where when she was younger her mum had to explain it was normal for cats to be out even if they had owners. Dogs are defo her weakness although she was known to even bring injured birds, mice etc home

Stella - If there was any possibility Noe and Stella could meet they’d start an animal sanctuary together because she’s as bad!

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2. What is something that your OC and their best friend knows about one another that no one else would know?

Louie - Louie and Lexie know that the other still suffers from nightmares. Obviously Mark and Alex know they can have trouble sleeping but they don’t know the contents of the dreams whereas the girls are constantly telling one another to get them off their chest

Harper - Harper doesn't really have a best friend tbh! If her and Mal were canon Mal would be the one who’d know about her fears of her past...she’d feel too bad dumping that on Bucky when he’s been through enough himself

Lola - Lola isn’t a sharer. She has had friends who were only her friend because she had money so there’s nothing someone knows about her no one else does

Noelle - Noe and Fangs know pretty much everything about each other! 

Stella - Her and Michael know how overwhelmed the other is with their new life in the big city. No matter what fronts they put up they still have that terrified streak.

3. How does your OC greet their best friend in public?

Louie - Hugs, hugs and more hugs!

Harper - I think Harper would get to the stage with Mal where she’d greet her with a hug, every one else gets a smile and a wave, Steve gets a blush

Lola - Her and Toni greet one another with fist bumps

Noelle - Sickly sweet nicknames most people hate (Fangs gets ‘my love’ a lot for example)

Stella - She beams every time she sees Michael, just her entire face lights up

4. How does your OC greet their partner in public?

Louie - Once they’re together Louie and Alex are aaaaaaaall about the PDA

Harper - She reaches out and squeezes Bucky’s hand

Lola - She likes to wrap an arm around Sweet Pea’s waist and lean her face against his chest

Noelle - Like Louex once her and Fangs are together they’re all about the PDA. With Jug she’d be more shy

Stella - With a kiss

5. Your OC meets a magical talking frog with a quest, what is your OC’s next move?

Louie - She’d think someone had spiked her drink

Harper - She’d probably kill the frog 😩😂

Lola, Noelle & Stella - Would immediately be up for the challenge 

6. What song does your OC go absolutely wild to? Describe how they get wild.

Louie - Louie loves anything pop music, especially nineties stuff! She’d be all hair flipping, dancing on tables kind of wild

Harper - As wild as Harper gets over music is a tap of her foot. She’s more into old school rock like ACDC and Guns n Roses

Lola - Idk if this is bc of her fc but Lola loves Andante Andante by Abba, she loves to get up onto the Karaoke to sing it

Noelle - She hates to admit it but in a total cliche way Noelle adores Mr Brightside, jumping up and down and singing at the top of her voice

Stella - I don’t really know any 1920s tracks tbh but if she were around nowadays Stella would love Shoutout to my Ex by Little Mix, she’d be dancing around her room and jumping on her bed

7. Your OC is running from the guards, why are they most likely running from them?

Louie - For helping when she wasn’t supposed to, she’s too caring and can never leave someone behind

Harper - Oh god where do I start with her, she’s probably acted on her instincts by mistake over something

Lola - For being rude

Noelle - A sarcastic comment gone the wrong way

Stella - Helping to protect her family the Shelby way

8. How would your OC describe their best friend using three words to a stranger?

Louie - (About Lexie) Hard-working, Kind, Scatty

Harper - (About Mal) Trustworthy, Badass, Kind

Lola - (About Toni) Badass Tiny Person

Noelle - (About Toni) Nosey, Bossy, but-I-love-her-a-lot (she has to add that last bit or Toni will kill her)

Stella - (About Michael) A Massive Nightmare 

9. Your OC decides they can dye their own hair, with their very little knowledge about hair, how does this go? Do they have their friends with them, supporting them? Do they do it when they are alone? Do they do it before a big and upcoming event?

Louie - Louie would have Lexie there and they’d try their best but she’d end up in the hairdressers the next day

Harper - She’d be good at it, having had to disguise her appearance more than a few times

Lola - She wouldn’t have a clue!! Toni would end up stepping in and fixing it for her

Noelle - Even though she would never have done it before Noelle would be surprisingly good, there’s a gifset of Zendaya with red hair and it looks amazing so I think that’s where she’d go. She’d be the one to do it just before a big event no matter how many people told her that was a bad idea

Stella - I don’t think she’d even try, she’d be too scared that it would be ruined!

10. Your OC accidentally becomes a vampire for a day, what is the first thing they do with their new found powers?

Louie - If we’re taking TVD vamps she’d use her blood to heal people

Harper - Her humanity would be switched off immediately and Bucky would have to bring her back

Lola - She’d freak out that she looked ugly with fangs

Noelle - She would be an amazing vampire she’d just revel in the power

Stella - She’d scare off all the Shelby’s enemies 

11. Your OC decides to dress as their best friend for Halloween as a joke, what do they do to look like their best friend?

Louie - She’d be more likely to dress up as Mark and be extra annoying and say she was him

Harper - Harper would go full on Captain America and she’s not even sure if he’s her friend let alone her best friend

Lola - Her and Toni would dress up as each other, raiding each other’s clothes and just doing over the top impressions

Noelle - She’d stick a pair of vampire fangs in her mouth and be like “Guess who? Eh? Ehhhh?”

Stella - She’d just be a dick to everyone and say she was Michael

12. What is something completely random about your OC that even you, as the writer, find confusing?

Louie - She doesn’t like pineapple on pizza?? Problematic tbh

Harper - How she can be so organised but such a mess at the same time (sorry girl xoxo)

Lola - A lot of stuff confuses me about Lola, it’s due to her upbringing in such a well off family. She can be such a brat and sometimes come across uncaring even though she actually really does care with every fibre of her being

Noelle - The fact that she even wanted to become a serpent. Part of me understands she wants a family around her but her mum was so against this gang mentality and Noelle would usually go with whatever her mum thought 

Stella - Why she stays with boys who don’t seem to care about her and definitely don’t deserve her

13. How does your OC celebrate their birthday? What is their wildest birthday story?

Louie - She has all of her friends and their kids round to eat cake and watch movies. Her wildest was probably when she was still at home, her parents were away and she had a party at the house, police were called and she ended up arrested for being too noisy

Harper - She doesn’t really celebrate birthdays

Lola - She likes to be the centre of attention on her birthday, everything is about her from morning until night...and probably for the entire month tbh. Her wildest birthday is probably to come in the fic, partying barefoot on the beach with three gang members

Noelle - She is a Princess on her birthday, she absolutely loves it (and not just her own she loves everyones birthdays and always tries to make them special). Her wildest was probably when they were young and they (her, Fangs, Toni and Sweet Pea) snuck out to go and camp at the quarry. All of them ended up being reported as missing until they strolled into her place the next morning smelling like campfire.

Stella - She likes a lowkey celebration for her birthday, again her wildest is probably to come. I can imagine the Shelby's have a wild time for birthdays 

14. Your OC and their friends decides to go to a restaurant at 3am, what restaurant are they going to, and why are going to a restaurant at 3am?

Louie - They’d be at Joes because they’d probably have been having a lock in. The owner would trust her with her key as well so her, Alex, Lexie, Mark, Meredith and all the others would have the run of the place

Harper - Her and Bucky would be in a local take away because they couldn’t sleep

Lola - They’d be going out for ice cream after a night of partying

Noelle - Pops, especially after Veronica takes over, and because they’d hate sleeping in the tents and would need cheese fries to help them get over it

Stella - It’s not a restaurant but they’d still be drinking in The Garrison pub

15. Your OC now gets to strut around in a cape, what colour is the cape and what do they accessorize the cape with?

Louie - Light blue to match her scrubs

Harper - Black, Shuri would add it to her uniform and Harper would lowkey adore it

Lola - White and it’d be with whatever summer dress she’d be wearing, cropped so it was just a little longer than them but didn't drag on the floor 

Noelle - Noe would love a cape omg. Hers would be black with the serpent logo on the back and she’d wear it everyday in place of her jacket

Stella - Black with red inside, she’d wear a suit underneath 

#this took me ages but I loved doing it a lot #Louie Donovan #fic: Bulletproof #Harper Rhodes #fic: As I Was #Lola Davenport #fic: Break Free #Noelle Bamber #fic: Homecoming #Stella King #fic: Gathering Storm #answered #isaaclahys #have you reblogged this?

[coreytravelogue]

February 21, 2021 - Burnaby, BC

New day, new year but the same old pandemic which means no travel for me or anyone unless you are a politician but that is another story. Not going to lie I felt like 2021 was going to be a much better year for me and it could still very well turn out to be but it hasn’t started very well that is for sure. I think the stresses of the past few years but mainly 2020 have started to boil over for me to where I feel like I am reverting back to my old messed up self because of it and I absolutely hate it.

However this blog is not for ordinary diary stuff that is what my actual diary is for. This blog is mainly for adventures and self reflection of places. Since I have no real places to go I guess this sort of update would have to do. I am moving out of my residence of the last 9 years on Friday. It has been long over due but my actions over the past month have led to this happening. Long story short I got fed up with our asshole room mate and his constant passive aggression towards me and my girlfriend that I essentially blew up on him. The house has been a preverbial eggshell ever since. Thankfully unless something happens me and my girlfriend will be done with this fucking house in 5 days.

With that said 9 years......never realized I was here for that long time I really thought about it. A lot of things have changed in my life during this time and the room I am laying in at least played a part in it.

In 2012 I was living in an apartment I could not afford, I took the apartment originally because I wanted to live by myself and I felt that the OT I normally did at work would offset costs. Sadly that did not happen, I was losing money, rent was going up and it was obvious I needed to leave and find a place where I could save money and find a way out of my shit life at this point. Also I was painfully lonely and missed having room mates. Up to this point I had fairly good luck with room mates. That would all change of course.

One of my coworkers rented out the basement portion of his house very cheap and so I took it. Honestly I didn’t really look at it as well as I should have. I knew the bathroom was worn down and disgusting but I thought I could deal with it since I showered at work most of the time anyway, the room itself seemed ok too as well but at the end of the day it was hella cheap and I felt like this was only temporary anyway.

I remember the day and night I moved in as if it was only last year. My room was covered in boxes, I had no idea how I was going to unpack everything and get it all to fit into the room but the thing was the house was fucking freezing. I could not understand how a full house like this could not have heating. So I took out my heater, plugged it in and tried to sleep on my futon I wasn’t able to full build due to it being late and so fucking cold (it was February). Within one hour the power went out in my room, the heater blew the fuse. I soon came to realize that this house had shitty electric o n top of next to no heating. That night I wondered what the fuck I had just done moving into this shit house, have I just made a mistake?

The next day I felt like I may as well make the best of it. The kitchen was fucking filthy just like the shower and I decided to clean both. Next was the fridge, the rules of the fridge in every other place I lived was first come first serve but don’t be an asshole and monopolize space. So I re arranged everything and thought I did everyone a solid. 20 minutes later someone left a note saying don’t move shit and marked with felt pen in the fridge which areas belonged to who. I felt bad but at that moment I felt like it was a bit fucking much to ruin the fridge when all one could have done was knock on my door and just said hey don’t do that. This was my introduction to Luis, aka poop face aka man child aka asshole.

So I decided to do a solid for everyone and clean up the fridge because it was fucking gross, as he passed by I asked him why the fridge was looking so gross and why mark up the fridge. Instead of striking a conversation or explaining himself he used the no English card and walked away. At the time I thought ok he doesn’t speak English (yet he can write it fine I suppose) and just cleaned the fridge. Not long after I found out he could speak English he just doesn’t like talking to people. So within the span of the week I discovered that not only is he lazy but an asshole.

For the next few years I would be the only one cleaning this house full of men who didn’t want to give a shit about each other and wanted their own privacy. Honestly I let a lot of shit slide with him simply because he gave me just that, privacy. When my friend Tara moved in it was like a breath of fresh air, someone who could share in the cleaning duties and someone to hang out with. The next 5 years were much better but not without its issues.

See this house is breaking down and has been breaking down for years. One year we had to reveal the bathroom because water was rotting the walls ont he other side. Mould growth all over the bathroom we had to keep at bay and still do, kitchen countertop breaking apart, fruit flies and so on but me and Tara took care of that and Luis stayed the fuck away.

However since my girlfriend moved in he has turned into an asshole thinking we have impeded on his property and his privacy. Prior to my girlfriend here you would barely ever hear him or know he was there. Now whenever he is at home he has his tv on loud with the door open and sprays putrid axe spray right before he leaves. He has tried to steal shelf space and has pushed my girlffriend away from the sink onetime because she needed to clean three dishes so last month’s blow up on him was long stirring.

I can’t wait to leave this place but with that said I have been here for 9 years and while there have been mostly bad memories there have still been memories in this house. Tara filling my room with balloons celebrating my birthday when I came back from Europe. Having picnics in the back yard watching blue jays.

All things considered this house provided me with a place to stay and a place where I could get my shit back on track. Now at this point I need to leave to keep my sanity but all things considered this house did provide me with a way back financially. However where I am moving to is far more expensive but I will have privacy again and be able to heal my mental health again. I need to start taking better care of myself now going forward as people around me are starting to realize that I am struggling now. I do not know if this new apartment will help me that much. It will help in that we will finally have a clean place to live away from an asshole room mate and the dangers of living in a mouldy house that is one electrical fire away from burning down.

2021 doesn’t look like it will be a year where I could travel but I have a feeling there will be a few more changes in my life happening this year, many I probably won’t like but changes nonetheless. I only hope I can get through them with my sanity intact, I do not know. Till the next change in my life shazbot nanu nanu.

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hello you wonderful human being 👋 send you questions 9, 16, 24, 26. have a nice day~

hello to you, too, anon!! 👋👋👋 i had a pretty decent day, and i’ve got some asra-heavy answers for you bc i’m a SUCKER FOR ASRA.

9. Does your apprentice have any special abilities that youheadcanon and cannot accurately be expressed in the actual game? What are they?

How strange she felt explaining her ways to another. No onehad ever…remained interested long enough to investigate her workings. But hereis curious Asra, growing evermore ravenous with every answer she nervouslyfeeds him with her fingers.

What’s that face for?This place reeks of iron. Really? You cansmell it? I can always smell iron, and it stings from my nose to my gut. Why? My mother was a selkie, one of thegentle folk, and iron hurt her. Are you aselkie too? No, but I have her attributes. Large fingerwebs, dapples, enormousteeth. I nearly can’t drown, and I can outswim everyone I’ve ever met.

“What about the travelling witches? The Sisters?” he asks,half-sleeping with his head in her lap. The scar is still fresh to her, but hewouldn’t know.

“After my mother killed my father, I was adrift at sea ninegruesome days. A doctor helped me escape imprisonment, because I looked nearenough alike to her to be hanged. He sent me to the Sisters with his word, andthey began to train me,” she tells him, fingers in his hair, sweeping his temples.

“I thought,” Asra yawns, sinking into her touch, “I thoughtyou already knew magic.”

She shrugs. “Some. My mother refused to teach me, wanting meslavishly dependent, but I watched her and learned. When the Sisters took me,my skills were a danger, out of control. They gifted me reins. For that, I playedthe butcher and spilled blood on their behalf.”

Asra’s eyes fly open, mouth drawn into a hard frown, takingher wrist in his hand. “You’re not a tool, Eustacia. Don’t talk like that.”

“It’s all I’ve ever been, Asra.” She smiles and tucks a curlover his ear. “If it soothes you, technically I am a duchess. I inherited myfather’s duchy when he died.”

“You’re a what?!”

#’s 16, 24, and 26 under the cut!

16. Does your apprentice have any scars or tattoos? Whereare they? Describe them?

“You’re stunning,”Asra breathes, staring at her naked body for the hundredth time, “I have to look at you.”

Over the course of her life, she has turned her skin intoher very own holy text—green-black ink hammered and needled into the pallor ofher hide.

Eight-pointed stars representing the eight winds of chaosmagic sit on the backs of her hands. Patterns of sacred geometry wrap aroundand snake up her arms, her legs. Over her chest are potent sigils older thanher mother, runes more ancient than time. With these runes, and help from oneof the Sisters familiar with chaos magic, her back has made into a nearencyclopedia.

Little grotesques fight for space among the symbols:sharp-teethed bats, roaring lion’s heads, boars, roosters, snakes. One leopardseal, on the back of her calf. A feral looking pig on the top of her foot, alittle red hen on the other. “Sailor’s superstition. Pigs and chickens can’tswim. Sailor blown overboard? God will take mercy on the animals, take them toshore.”

Asra comes to a rooster hanging from the gallows on theinside of her calf. He smirks up at her through his lashes. “I know there’s astory behind this one. Tell me?” he purrs.

“My cock hangs below my knee. You wouldn’t believe how manybets I’ve won with him.”

The lines from her bottom lip to the dip of her throat—spiraling,intricate tangles. The phases of the moon, down the center of her forehead. “Haveyou ever been fourteen-years-old and wanting to piss off your mother?”

A bloated scar over her shoulder—a glance from a sword. Alumpy one around her knee—nearly lost her leg to a cannonball, and would haveif not for powerful healing magic. Cross-hatching over her palms—“Curse workand quick sigils, you know that, Asra.”

Vengeful gouges in her brow, an angry canyon pinching thefold of her nose and hugging the lean apple of her cheek. “You know I wasglassed,” she mutters, running her fingers down his thigh. “You were rightthere.”

“I know,” he tells her, taking her face in his hands andkissing the pallid markings. “I’ll never forget.”

They find each other’s hands and the scars they put there.Bite through your lover’s hand, unstopping until blood is drawn, and your loveis truly true. They had, filling their mouths with blood, and they wear theteeth marks like wedding rings.

24. Outside of magic-related workings, does your apprenticehave any hobbies? Do others know about this hobby or do they keep it a secret?

Eustacia has to keep herself entertained while alone at theshop, and that’s easier said than done for a person with the attention span ofa gnat or minnow. Always, she’s midway through a hundred projects andactivities.

Dozens of half-read books lie around her home, while thesame four get read and reread until the spines fall apart. Six crocheted blanketsin various stages of completion hide in a trunk under the bed, countless skeinsof yarn and spools of thread in a spectrum of colors dominate a wardrobe thatwas once meant only for clothes.

Handmade jewelry is forgotten unfinished among mountains ofhomebrewed and boutique makeup, only to be plucked to safety months later,finished, and forgotten in one of a half-dozen jewelry chests scattered onshelves.

The bathroom is a cacophony of homemade beauty spells andmundane cosmetics. Blessed lotions, charged bath salts, enchanted body scrubs,towels uncountable with runes stitched into the hems with black or red thread.Body butters, face masks, hand crèmes, lip balms, under-eye serums, hairtonics, pots of hair-stripping wax, what feels like thousands of oils, and a crateful of jars of hair wax and pomade.

It’s a miracle that it’s feasible to step foot insidewithout being killed by an avalanche of product.

Her many handmade nail lacquers sit in a chest next to amassively overstuffed, well-worn armchair, along with nail files, cuticlepushers, more oil and hand crème, andthe ingredients needed to curse and un-curse her nails to be unbreakable.

Sometimes, she wonders how Asra can manage to keep hissanity in the utter chaos and confusion, but when he returns from his travels,he’s so well-adjusted she’s left baffled. He’s also a terrible enabler. “Here,I saw this and thought you might like to give it a try,” he tells her,grinning.

26. How does your apprentice sleep? Do they sleep with a tonof pillows and blankets or none? Do they toss and turn? Weird things they do intheir sleep?

“Pick a hand,” Eustacia tells Asra, apropos of nothing, twofists held up.

He’s wary, and has every right to be. Usually, when shepulls this, bad things happen. That’s what happens when your first personalitytrait is usually given as ‘dangerouslyimpulsive.’ “…Left,” he says, pointing.

She groans and drops her hand. “Fucking hell—fuck me—god dammit. Get up. We’re making the bed before…ugh, we’re making the bed before bed tonight.”

Really, it’s not nearly as much of a chore as she makes itout to be in her head, despite the inexcusable amount of jewel-tone downpillows and blankets. Even the massive rabbit fur blanket on her side isn’t toounwieldy. Asra stands back and admires the freshly made bed, and looks to herwith a smile. “Now, if we take baths, we’ll sleep like the dead.”

“If I sewed you to the side of my head, I would never have abad idea again,” she tells him in agreement.

By nature, she’s nocturnal, and running the shop leaves herhateful and sleep deprived. Asra keeps strange hours himself, but she’s closedthe shop tomorrow in celebration of his return, and he has to push himself tostay awake with her. Freshly bathed, wearing clean clothes, they do make it tobed before the night has burned away.

At first, she faces away from him, battling her physicalnature and neediness, but she loses the fight. “Asra…?” she whispers into thedark, knowing he’s awake and thinking too hard.

He needs no further question, and they tangle together. Asrapresses close in her arms, head against her chest, and she curls around him,burying her face in his hair. “G’night, Eustacia,” he sighs, relaxing.

“Dream sweetly, master,” she bids him, holding the nape ofhis neck. He’s the only thing that’s ever felt like home, ever since she wokeup hearing his voice, feeling his hands, and smelling his scent.

Through the night, she shifts and turns about, but they’rehardly out of contact. He presses against her back, forehead against her neck.They sleep spine to spine. They wake only to grope for the other’s hand.

Asra manages to force his way half on top of her, and shedoesn’t even stir, letting him sleep against his shoulder. He doesn’t stir whenshe makes guttural, jerking noises deep in her throat, teeth snapping togetherwhen her jaw reacts. He calls it clonking and says it helps him to sleepbetter, because it lets him know she’s there.

In the morning, the bed is completely unmade, they smile ateach other under the blankets, and they won’t bother to make it again for twoweeks.

#holler holler get $ #rags wrote a thing #Asra #OC: Eustacia #i didn't stick to the 300 word limit on half of these and i'm not ashamed #i'm surprised by the amount of fluff considering i'm me and i write what i write #thank you anon!! #Anonymous

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the winds of fate

@tsurugiohtori dylan and my hybrid au back at it again. we decided to combine the orb hybrid au and the geed hybrid au bc Big Sword-user Family is best and honestly raiha deserves two families who love her very much: zero, riku, aph, kei, belial, mayu, leito, rumina, and rayblood, as well as miccott, rikka, and amate.

because of reasons that havent been fully decided yet raiha was separated from her three moms like riku was from kei. even before he found a home with naomi and gai, juggler was always looking for his niece. this is the story of the tearful reunion.

it was a usual picnic with the fam. zero, belial, kei, and the kittens were out enjoying the weather and climbing trees (raiha, riku, mayu, aph) and falling out of trees (aph) and purring to heal wounds (zero and kei).

the kids had convinced read: under threat of tickle-torture belial to join them in their game, so zero and kei sat side by side, flicking flies away from the food while they cuddled against and groomed each other. it was all fun and games until a strange hybrid pounced on raiha out of nowhere.

"i've finally found you!"

already wound up from the game, raiha squeaked in surprise. zero glanced up, licking kei as he wrapped his tail around him. "i'll take care of this, hon."

zero stood up, pouncing with an ease that many humans only hoped to achieve and the hybrid celebrity world Wished it could recreate. he dug his claws into the bark, springing again to land on the same tree as raiha and the intruder.

"listen up, if you don't leave her alone i'll claw you to pieces." he hissed, his fluffy tail spreading out. he wouldnt be responsible for any more kittens going missing, starting with raiha.

"oh? and why would i do THAT?" the intruder lifted his head, staring directly into zero's beautiful brown eyes. he was daring zero to step down, because he could smell the designer shampoo all the way from where he was grooming raiha. "im surprised you even know how to climb one of these."

"tch. i'm a capable dad who doesnt let fame get in the way of the important things in life," zero snarled, leaping onto a branch beside the two with a fluorish of his tail. "i dont remember putting you in charge of grooming her."

"and i dont remember hearing raiha's moms putting you in charge of her well-being," juggler licked his hand, rubbing his ears with it smugly. he flicked one ear at zero as the major star swatted his tail. "i suppose that makes two of us then. come on raiha, we're going home."

"LIKE ....HELL ...YOU'RE ....NOT," zero spat, his fur crackling with static. "not until you tell me who you are and wha-"

"EEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIEIIEIEIEIEEIEEIEEERIEIEIEEIEIEEIEIEIEEIEIEEIEEEIEIEIEEIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIEEEEEIEIEEEEEEEEEP!" aph s c r e a m e d from the top of the tree. zero scrambled upwards, looking down at raiha in worry. what if this intruder tried to steal both kittens?

juggler scrambled to the top of the tree, and, his protective instincts flaring, zero ran after him.

aph was shivering pitifully, their fur fluffed up to thrice its usual size, their eyes wide and pupils dilated. juggler tried to move closer, but they stepped back onto a tiny branch, pressing their ears back against their head.

"aphelion!" zero said, and they froze instantly, looking down. "don't back up further."

juggler backed away, worried this kitten would fear him and fall off the tree. he started talking in a low, soothing voice. "it's alright, i'm not going to hurt you. im sorry for scaring you earlier. i've been searching for raiha for a long time because i used to live with her moms and they were sad that she was gone-"

"like kei!" aph chirped.

"huh?" juggler asked, tilting his head. bark from the branch above him fell into the silky, long fur of his ears.

"kei was separated from his son riku for years before they were reunited," zero pointed with his tail to the other adult hybrid, who was getting up to go comfort raiha.

aph was purring from fear, and zero reached up to pet them. "you're okay, dad's here."

he looked up at juggler, his fluffy ears pricked. "you've done this too."

"i have," juggler answered, flicking an ear as he turned away. "the media have tried to make it hell, but i've managed."

aphelion climbed down from the branch onto zero's branch, sniffing at juggler.

"that's why i threatened them as soon as i knew i was pregnant," zero said, sitting on his branch facing away from juggler too. "i told them if i EVER saw a single picture of my kittens published by the media, no matter how big or small the company, i would use my might to crush them." he flexed his claws and retracted them. "it was a big risk because the combined media could have crushed my career." he was quieter now.

juggler let out a sigh, the tip of his tail flickering with frustration. "sometimes i wish i had that kind of power. i told them all to shut up and leave me alone. not that it worked, of course - everyone wants a glimpse of hybrid hybrids."

aph clung to the trunk of the tree to lean over and sniff juggler. he remained where he was, so they jumped onto his branch.

"i've heard of you, you were that instant sensation who totally could have become my rival but chose his mates over fame." zero flicked his ear, trying to get a piece of leaf out of it.

aphelion sniffed the tree trunk, pretending they had totally just been exploring and Wandered their way onto this branch. juggler let out a purr.

"i've found a home." he turned around to smile at zero, showing his back to aph. "naomi and gai are where i belong now. miccott.... she has another hybrid now, and rikka. and now, if i can manage it, they'll have raiha back too." he laid back on the branch, his tail flooping back and forth in content.

aph curled up on his chest, making sure their tail-tip covered his nose. they let out a soft purr.

"i see...." zero jumped onto juggler's branch, getting out his gold-plated cell phone. "want to call raiha's moms?"

"sure," juggler said in between scratching aphelion's ears. he told zero the number, his eyes drifting closed in contentment. aphelion heard his purr and snuggled up against him, determined to purr louder.

amate picked up on the first ring. "hello?"

zero handed the phone to juggler, whose throat closed up. aph purred louder, rubbing against him.

"i-" he croaked. "it's juggler."

"are you okay, did you get hurt?" he could hear amate calling into the other room for miccot. he kept scratching behind aph's ears since they insisted.

zero scooted over so he could begin grooming juggler's tail.

"juggler!" miccot said, out of breath from running. she was on speaker phone.

"miccot, i..... you remember how i said i'd search for her until i found her?" he said quietly.

"juggler, you don't have t-"

"he has something else to say," amate told her.

"i..... i found her," he said, starting to tear up. "i found raiha."

"juggler...." miccot said, not comprehending it yet.

"are you serious," amate hissed. "juggler this is not funny."

"i'm not joking," he insisted, his voice strained. "i'll put her on." he glanced at aph and zero, who stood up to let him leap to another tree. raiha was hugging kei and crying also, and she looked up as juggler landed.

"i have your moms on the line," he said, and she snatched the phone from him.

kei sniffed juggler, smirking in amusement. "aph is certainly quite the charmer."

juggler smiled through his tears, noticing in that instant how kei's eyes were red. "you've been crying too."

"-well, i... lost riku for most of his life." he couldn't stop more tears from dripping. juggler looked like he wanted to do something but belial dropped onto the branch, shaking it. he hugged kei, wrapling his tabby tail around his mate. they shared a glance, and then three small figures appeared around juggler.

"who are you?" riku, the oldest asked.

"why are you crying," mayu asked.

"hug meeeeeeeee," aphelion demanded.

"okay," juggler said, sitting down on the branch. aphelion followed him, and mayu and riku sat next to him.

mayu was a human but she smelled like hybrids, especially zero and riku and aph. juggler decided to explain who he was first. "i'm juggler, and i've been looking for raiha."

"like riku," mayu told him. "kei was looking for him his whole life."

"exactly," juggler said, deciding to get the whole story later. "and now that i've found her again, i'm so happy i'm crying."

"like dad," riku said, wrapping his tail around mayu and juggler. juggler nodded. "thats right. i used to live with raiha's moms so-"

"will raiha go home now? will we ever see her again?" mayu asked, tugging on juggler's arm.

"can we go see her house too?" aph asked, tugging on his other arm.

"you smell like babies," riku told juggler. "can we meet them too?"

"sorry, sorry," kei said, turning to juggler. "they must be overwhelming you."

"they're fine," juggler said. "once raiha's done talking to her moms, i'll check if you can come too. this is a very personal thing for raiha and if she wants privacy we should all respect that."

they all nodded solemnly.

after that, kei wanted to hug his kittens (mayu included) so juggler left them to that. he found zero on a branch just out of earshot of raiha, watching over her.

"your kitten wants to meet my kuppies. can we meet up here later?"

"sure," zero said. "make sure raiha gets home for us."

"what are you talking about?" raiha called, done with her phone call. "you're all coming too!"

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