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mcyt-amber-tftsmp · 3 years

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A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Ranbob loves your giggle the most. He finds it adorable and cute and this sometimes causes him to blush a lot. He would do anything to make you giggle and that would mean either kissing you on the neck or tickling you.

You on the other hand, love his heterochromatic eyes. You find them unique and you just love to look at them.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Ranbob would most definitely want to have a family but he's scared that he will do something to hurt you or his child and his not really properly stable considering he has the enderstate but he has learned to control it but then again he's still a bit worried.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Ranbob cuddles you like you are a teddy bear. He will just hold you close to him and you would fit literally in his chest considering you are shorter than him while he's like 7'0. he would just pick you up and place you the way he wants to honestly. He's literally the big spoon and wouldn't the little spoon anytime soon because of his huge ego.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Ranbob would sometimes do picnic dates somewhere in Mizu or at beaches in the overworld considering he likes things simple and you do too. But if you consider hanging out with him while talking about history a date then yes that's like a date nearly everyday. You enjoy them a lot to be honest.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world...))

"You are my everything." That's one of the common things you would hear Ranbob tell you. He would say how you have helped him to become a better person and how you have helped him control his enderstate. Yet you even forgave him after he had killed your brother, Isaac knowing it wasn't him.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

When you first came to Mizu, Ranbob didn't really think much of you. But you came back everyday so he wouldn't be lonely in the underwater city and slowly and gradually he fell in love with you. How? One day he heard you giggle so cutely that he started to feel warm and fuzzy inside and could feel his face heat up.

You got to know that you were in love him after the many visits. You loved his personality and how passionately he talked about certain topics and you would eagerly listen to him talk about these things.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

Ranbob would be always gentle and careful with you. If he did anything to hurt you, he would beat himself up for it both mentally and physically cause he never had the intention to hurt you at all. Being gentle with you is the first thing that comes up to his mind when it comes to you.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Ranbob is the type of guy to always hold your hand cause he doesn't like letting you go. he would put his palm over your hand while sitting close to each other or would always be holding one of your hands while he is kissing you or when you two are walking side by side.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Ranbob didn't really think much of you when he first met you. The only thing when he saw you that came to his mind was how similar you and Isaac looked. Of course you came after Isaac came here with his friends and was killed. Though he did like how you were invested with the history of the place and everything. He thought you were pretty okay in his book.

When you met him, you got a bit startled considering you have never seen an enderman hybrid like him and you found him interesting to say the least.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Oh ho ho! Very! If Ranbob sees someone flirting with you, he would glare at that person's direction or would just come up behind you while putting his arms around your waste and glare down at the person. He literally has a nertherite sword hung around his belt to prove that he wants you to leave or things well get messy.

When it comes to you, it's just you feeling slightly insecure about yourself and just keeping yourself at a distance.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

When it comes to kissing, Ranbob is the first one to do it cause you are shy to initiate the first kiss anyways. He would mostly smirk at you and give you a kiss on the lips. He's too bold so he makes the first move. His kisses are warm and passionate and pretty long. He would just kiss you most of the time to either tease you and make your flustered or just make you feel loved.

L = Love (Who says 'I love you' first?)

Ranbob would be the first one to do so. His ego is too big for you to say it first. He would say it one a daily basis after he said it for the first time. It would always make you smile and he liked that a lot.

M = Memory (What's their favourite memory together?)

One of Ranbob's favorite memory would be when you both were reading with each other in the library and how you fell asleep on his shoulder. He found it cute. You would have to say that it was your favorite memory too.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Ranbob doesn't really spoil you much or at all considering you don't want to be spoiled at all. Though on different occasions he does buy your favorite flowers and would buy you other things such as a necklace or something that reminds him of you.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Neutral colors remind you of Ranbob. Black, grey, white is just kind of his aesthetic. Yellow and purple would also remind you of him considering his eyes. When it comes to you Y/F/C (Your Favorite Color), it reminds him of you a lot.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Ranbob would call you 'sweetheart' most of the time cause that's his favorite pet name for you.

You would just call him Ran but sometimes Prince. You just think it suits him.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Ranbob would sometimes cook with you. You basically taught him how to cook properly and so now he just helps around with most of the things. He just likes doing this with you.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Ranbob would mostly stay inside during rainy days. Though one thing for sure is that water doesn't really have much effect on him like his ancestor Ranboo. He would sometimes go out in the rain but not all the time.

You on the other hand would just go out with no hesitation cause you love the rain to the point you dance. Ranbob would just smile when he sees you smiling and dancing happily in the rain.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

if Ranbob sees you upset, he would waste no time and hold you close while peppering your face with kisses and whisper sweet nothings to you. he hates seeing you upset and would do anything for you to make you feel better.

If you see him upset, you go over and hug him. That's what it takes to make him feel slightly better. You would stroke his hair since he likes it when you do that.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Both you and Ranbob love to talk about many things which include history but would talk about random things too.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

When you both cuddle it helps both you and Ranbob to relax. Considering physical touch is your love language along with words. It's mostly Ranbob who feel stressed about things. When it's you feeling stressed he would just cuddle the heck out of you and not let you go.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

Ranbob is literally the dominant one in the relationship and he loves to show it off just to make you ticked off and annoyed by flirting with you which would result you in puffing up your cheeks in embarrassment which he finds adorable.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Ranbob has been thinking about marrying you after being together for a many months. He was really nervous in doing so but he built up the courage to do so. He did however made this a surprise by taking you on a picnic date at the beach as he made your favorite food. Later when it became late at night, he stood up and proposed to you in which you said 'yes' and he was practically feeling very happy when you accepted.

X = Xylophone (What's their song?)

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeren. It just reminded both of you when you both heard it. Basically it was the song used when you both waltzed together when you both started dating after two months and you would have to say he was a really good dancer when it came to waltz.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Ranbob practically wanted to marry you the first time he even started to date you so that's definitely a yes. Not sure about you though considering you were a bit nervous.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

You would both get cats if you two ever considered getting a pet. Ranbob is practically fond of cats in general and would get one or more but only if it was okay with you which was good.

#ranbob #ranbob x reader #ranbob x y/n #ranbob x you #tales from the smp #lost city of mizu #fluff alphabet #dream smp #mcyt #alphabets

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 4 years

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Do you think they would actually enjoy the modern world? Or would they want to stay in their current time period?

Hm, well, I think that may vary depending on each suitor if I’m honest! (I’ll be excluding Sebastian from this one, only because he is a modern man and I wager he would want to stay in the mansion in order to finish his thesis)

Under a cut bc it’s a long boi:

I think for people like Arthur and Theo, for instance--who always seem to live in the fast lane--it might not really prove much of a problem. They would continue enjoying the night life and move with their busy schedules. Tl;dr: (For them? Same shit, different day)

Vincent would likely be doing just fine given how Theo often provides assistance in places where he struggles; to promote his art, to spark intrigue in the general public and benefactors. He might be a little overwhelmed by the influx of stimuli that comes with the modern era, constant noise and interaction and movement--perhaps worry that people are losing their ability to live in the moment. (Not to mention what’s being done to the environment...) There might be a learning curve/adjustment, but I think Theo would help him ease in. Plus, it would be a little easier to promote his art given the less stringent restrictions on public exhibitions. He’d still have to work for his fame, but at least the van Goghs wouldn’t have to live in constant unease in the proximity of the cutthroat academy. Tl;dr: (Mixed feelings, but tries to stay positive about modern times)

Dazai is more familiar with this kind of life of quick turmoil and breakneck speed, if anything he falls back into his old coping mechanisms--hello writing, drinking, and smoking. An overwhelming influx of information and suffering would probably be hard for him to manage, despite how expertly he hides it. I think I would be worried he would lose himself in the dismal reality of diminished connection with other people. Yes I’m shoving him into therapy, I want him to start living for himself and taking care of himself ffs

That isn’t to say there aren’t happy possibilities for him, just that I think he really needs to heal first. I could see him very happy in a kind of writer’s circle with people he loves and trusts; less expending his energy in a desperate attempt to fill the void and please others, more cultivating his own happiness... Tl;dr: (Positive potential, but honestly part of me thinks the past quieter/simple/rural life suits him better...he still loves meme culture tho, he finds it so expansive and creative)

Isaac is in a similar boat as Dazai, I think! He has wonderful potential as a mentor and professor, and living in a world that has a little more patience and respect for genius might help encourage him to put himself out there. That being said, I think the pace of life would exhaust him though--he is very much the kind of person that prefers to keep to himself and just puzzle and tinker. Baby boy just wants to do equations, build little inventions, and read up on the recent discoveries in astrophysics (BRUH WHEN THE IMAGE OF THE BLACK HOLE CAME OUT HE FORGOT HOW TO B R E A T H E) Napoleon is the only reason he eats anything healthy or on any kind of regular schedule s m h. Tl;dr: (Not a lot changes, honestly? He was reclusive then, he still is now--he just has more toys/academic resources. If anything he might get a little too lost in his work because of it, somebody please make sure he’s eating/sleeping/socializing;;;)

Poor Jeanne is SUFFERING. Please release him from this nightmare he is begging. Jk jk, I don’t think it would be too bad for him--but I do think that he would have the aforementioned problem of too many stimuli and too much interaction. I think he would ease into it a little with Mozart’s help; he would just be awkward and wooden until he got the hang of it. Most people just find him quirky in an amusing way, and don’t think too hard about it. I’d wager he’d probably become literate at this point because of the abundance of resources and necessity to read/write (okay but imagine this baby with a little kid workbook iM GONNA CRY!!! TAKE ALL MY CRAYONS JEANNE).

Can you imagine this mofo at a Starbucks??? Tall and stoic, dark and debonair (EVERYONE IS S W O O N I N G), and he just asks in a light tenor “can I have a mocha with eight shots of expresso” with a completely straight face. “Sir, that could kill you” “Don’t worry, I’ve been dead a long time” And he just moves to wait for his order. 11/10 cryptid I could watch an entire show just about his daily adventures

He works with Napoleon a lot given their similar skillsets. They coach kids at high schools that have fencing teams (it’s really REALLY cute bc if they’re on the younger side, Jeanne will very dramatically lose bc he wants to encourage them and the kids are delighted--but the parents are INCHES from laughing so hard they’re in tears). Otherwise, he mostly takes up gigs as a security worker/bodyguard, only really works for the money. He prefers to spend his time in ways that feel meaningful if he can, so don’t be surprised if you see him in foster homes and in social working spaces. He has an uncanny understanding about him, a kind of silence/patience that doesn’t stifle; it makes the kids/teens calm down in milliseconds. They really listen when he does talk, and he sets good and clear boundaries--he knows how to be firm when it’s required. He gives them the structure and placid grounding they’ve never had, and really pays attention to what’s important to them. Brings them little things he notices; brings flowers to the one that likes to draw, brings CDs (he is bad with technology, but they usually only have access to older/outdated stuff anyway) to the one the one that struggles to write with white noise in the house, brings little plushies to the ones that lose theirs. He’s simple but solid, and he finds a lot of meaning in helping kids overcome the similar kind of struggles he faced. Tl;dr: (Steep learning curve, but he just sees it as all the same really--just more work to be done with the literacy requirement and adjustment to technology. Will be resistant at first, but when he gets accustomed and starts finding people who are important to him, he wouldn’t want to change anything/go back. But will admit there are some days he just wants to go to the most remote place he can access and just live there for a month with no human interaction whatsoever; people are inefficient and insufferable sometimes)

Mozart’s life honestly doesn’t change much? I feel like he would easily be able to keep composing and continue releasing his work as per usual. Given his quick capacity to schmooze and say what people want to hear when he must, he’d be more than able to network his way into success. I think the only thing he might struggle with now and again is inspiration, given the world operates on a very surface level in the modern era sometimes. Profound insight and depth are not quite as cultivated in many ways, and he can struggle to find something that just sparks motivation/novelty in his mind, makes him start composing at breakneck speed. He reads a lot and watches some TV shows/movies when he’s at really low inspiration levels, the kind of guy that sneers at Game of Thrones--but finds things like BBC’s Sherlock more passable (wants intrigue and complexity, doesn’t much enjoy the sensationalized drivel). When Arthur finds out he loves ATLA he about falls off his seat. “It’s a children’s show.” “Yes it is, with a remarkable level of depth and craftsmanship, what are you trying to say?” He begins to find a kind of rhythm in his composing, and Jeanne and Dazai often drop by with so many crazy stories he finds himself filled with music anyway LMAO Tl;dr: (Same as Isaac, really just keeps doing his thing without being impeded, and he enjoys the luxuries/conveniences of the modern era. Will be slightly resistant at first because of how alien some of the changes are, but will fall into the habits/customs slowly and surely. Fine with it, will whine a bit at the growing pains tho)

Leonardo actually canonically owns a bar, and does that really surprise anyone? He really enjoys the excitement of meeting new people and hearing about their myriad histories, the influx of cultures/languages/experiences. It’s a nice but lowkey place, people stop for a drink, listen to some good music--chat amiably and relax after a long day’s work--before heading out. There are regulars and people that just stop for that single day; tourists, vacationers, so on and so forth.

When asked, many people note a sleek black cat with sharp eyes that led them to the bar... Tl;dr: (Don’t Let the Existential Dread Set-in: The Prequel, adapts well to the modern era because of centuries of experience but also...he’s so tired...somebody please hold him I can’t watch him live like this, lord jesus)

Optimally, I see Comte filling his time with myriad pursuits; ranging from philanthropy, indulging in art/music/theatre (often a benefactor as well), and keeping track of his chirren (they may exist more independently now, but he still worries about them ;-;). Otherwise nothing much changes for him, still goes to galas and fancy gatherings, still enjoys fashion and spoiling people, still seeks to occupy himself with social interaction and care-taking--if he doesn’t have a family of his own. He’s basically just that meme that’s like DON’T LET THE EXISTENTIAL DREAD SET-IN. DON’T LET IT SET-IN!!!!!!!!! Tl;dr: (Not to repeat myself but also Don’t Let the Existential Dread Set-in: The Sequel, literally just desperately trying to fill the void please somebody help him he also just needs to be held fuck’s sake, I’m going to drag him kicking and screaming into happiness--but otherwise has no great trouble adjusting to the modern era. I feel like he would have a more minor form of what Dazai struggles with, maybe a lack of personable connection that he once had; fewer chances to be himself and relax. Also probably worried about the increasing unhappiness and turmoil building in the world in general...)

Napoleon is similar to Comte in that he often checks up on Isaac and Jeanne from time to time, and does the aforementioned fencing lessons with kids. He also takes a lot of basic security positions--for venues, concerts, museums--you name it. He dislikes the idea of sitting behind a desk a lot, so he prefers to do a lot of different things; he even cooks from time to time at the restaurants that know him very well. One gig he particularly enjoys is battle choreography for movies/theatre! He tends to stay away from anything too historically close to his era of origin, but he has fun coming up with realistic (smaller scale) hand-to-hand combat scenarios and duels. Tl;dr: (This era doesn’t feel like too much of a change. It’s a little more intensive in terms of pace, but he manages to keep up pretty well, it just exhausts him from time to time--and he usually goes on trips or hikes to unwind when he needs to like Jeanne LOL they do not go to their happy place, they go to their high lonesome place).

Shakespeare also continues to do his drama thing, organizes troupes on tons of different levels--from community level to more intense, skilled groups that re-enact his own work. His life doesn’t change all that much beyond a new form of theatre logistics, and he adjusts to the technology fairly easily out of necessity. He’ll stop by Vincent’s place from time to time to show him recordings of his latest shows, but otherwise is almost always on the move. Tl;dr: (So long as he can keep following his greatest passion, he doesn’t really mind the changes in how theatre happens--he doesn’t have any sizable issues with the modern era.)

Ability with technology (phones mostly):

Arthur: more than capable, well-versed, loves to do everything on his phone no prob--maybe lives a little too much on his phone (Vine/TikTok/Youtube can kill his productivity RIP) also yes he has a fidget spinner on his desk, no I will not be taking any constructive criticism at this time

Theo: yes but with a lot of cursing at first, had to do it for work and now looks down on anyone that can’t keep up with him (except for Vincent)

Vincent: knows the basics, taking and sending pictures, writing things in notes for later, texting (tho sending emails is a little harder for him); he does his best but he can be slow. Really really enjoys the paint programs on his iPad for when he’s on public transit, but he starts setting alarms after he gets the hang of it (he’s missed his stops before because of it LMAO)

Leonardo: what kind of stupid question? Man knows how to pick them apart and put ‘em back together for crying out loud, uses it like a pro--comes to him naturally, and he’s the guy that keeps coming up with ways to jailbreak Apple products and thwart their money-grubbing tactics. Catch him playing Minish Cap on his emulator on the way to work, brah

Comte: just vibing, keeps up with the times easily since he’s been doing it for so long, much like Theo uses it to keep in touch with the people around him--he’s the “prefers to call instead of text” sorta guy though, he worries about losing emotional subtleties and he likes to hear people’s voices. Doesn’t do anything special on phones, more just a tool; will read/listen to podcasts/does have emulators (courtesy of Leo) and enjoys playing Pokemon when he’s bored

Jeanne: types one finger at a time, it will take a while--but he’ll get there (deleted all his contacts by accident once and Mozart was just. HOW.) He barely knows how to use a phone, and it’s a steep learning curve for him

Mozart: purely functional when it comes to his phone, refuses to rely on it beyond the necessities that only tech can do (for instance, sending emails or reading articles or uploading compositions) he still writes his music before making more polished digital copies. He will sometimes listen to pieces digitally, but prefers to play them in-person; he feels that a lot of the soul in a piece is lost despite the convenience

Dazai: you absolute fools. you baboons. why would you ever give him this kind of power. it is 3AM and he has been on a wikipedia trail spanning hours, started with Cleopatra being the seventh in her line with that name all the way to cotton candy being called “daddy’s beard” in French. please help him he hasn’t slept in years. Also probably binges anime and manga lbr. He’s the one making vine references every other second, always up to date on the memes^TM

Isaac: also mostly uses it as a tool for research and calculations; it’s a way to keep track of information. He also likes to play background music while he’s working, so he finds the device nice and convenient--plus less having to go around pestering people in-person. he does start to get interested in coding and tinkering with apps/programs eventually, too

Shakespeare: finds it a delightful little contraption, so useful because it lets him jot down ideas as they come to him quickly, and he can edit his texts much more easily with digital interfaces. also likes that performances can be recorded, because now he can analyze his staging more efficiently--it gives him a good sense of what needs to be adjusted, and encourages him to keep streamlining/try new concepts

Napoleon: likes it because he can keep in touch with people more easily, the kind of guy to drop a line before checking on a friend. he really likes to look up recipes and find out more about cooking techniques he’s never encountered before. Isaac starts making an Instagram account just to show Napoleon’s impeccable plating, and Napo gets quite the following without knowing for a while

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empyrealarc · 3 years

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₩ - for which muse?? yes

Send me ₩ for my muse to sit in your muse's lap || @delamuertes

Huehkhuehkhuehk, you've given me a choice? I choose... ALL OF THE ABOVE! Let's do it chronologically this time~

BAJA BLAST SR.

"HEY, BB!"

The battlecry of a goddess who, rather than use her divine power and might to affect cosmic change, or save lives, is happy to peer through the veil, find him no matter where he is, and show up to bother him.

She missed her landing, admittedly. She was supposed to show up on his back, like Yoda Star Wars, but- uh.

Side saddle on his lap, she extended a leg skyward and smiled up at him.

"Are you free this weekend? I need you to babysit." Despite what psychologists, concerned mothers, and anyone with empathy might think... he was actually GREAT with kids.

GRANDMA!

"Please acknowledge me! PLEASE, IT'S ALL I WANT, I LITERALLY CAN'T SLEEP AT NIGHT SOMETIMES THINKING ABOUT IT!"

Realistically, she understood who she was dealing with here. It was all 'in the family' as it were.

The Son, her baby boy, Snake, barely tolerated her. She was useful to him, so she got the pass.

The Father, BeBe, did not like her but too bad! He was stuck with her, and found family tropes were beautiful.

Following that upward (downward?) trend the Holy Mother who began the line, just... just ignored the fuck out of her. Unless she was being mean to her, just- just ignoring her!

Like, you think she's kidding or exaggerating?! SHE'S LITERALLY SITTING ON THE WOMAN'S LAP, CRYING, AND WHAT'S THE BOSS DOING? WHAT IS THE MOTHER OF THE SPECIAL FORCES DOING!?

Taking a tactical nap. Getting a tight fifteen in while her only begotten granddaughter is WAILING.

O BEAST MINE

Stinky. Stinky little Meow Meow. Tactical Genius. Annointed by Madness. Wielder of Plasma.

She wants him to love her, because to capture a mote of his soul like that would only increase her grasp on the universe at large.

She wants him to love her, because she knows his struggle. Born in the shadow of eldritch cosmic horrors, mechanics turned to soldiers by circumstance... dead for want of survival. Reborn with- with a HUNGER insatiable.

Oh, Isaac. She was far too much at any and every moment, but surely you see through that? See that she is, at her core, a soul that cares too much?

Is that why you've let her curl up in your lap tonight? Claws at the ready to tear at her flesh if she says something stupid, husband on speed dial ready to turn her sins against her if she asks you what color collar you'd like. Precautions prepared, and yet, still she rests. Quiet, for the first time in ages, content to not be alone. Not tonight anyway.

MY HUSBAND'S BOYFRIEND

"Not to talk shit about your whole aesthetic, but this shade of yellow is garish and very rude to my eyes."

She wasn't allowed on Oa anymore. Something about being 'a menace to civilized life in the galaxy' whatever, she wasn't really listening when Hal explained it to her. . . she was lost in his cheekbones.

Anyway, since she couldn't go see her hubby, she had to go bother his ex. It made perfect sense to her~

She could see the primal elemental light charging in his ring. Could already taste that funky mix of adrenaline and ichor rising like bile in her throat that came when he plunged her into one of those cute little 'fear trances' or whatever he called them.

Yet, as she sat there, taking up real estate on his lap, she just- ugh, her heart wasn't really in it? Maybe she needed a new magical ring warrior to play with? A new color?

"Thaal-baby, do you think Bleez would like me? I think she wou- w o a h, no. Oh, you're still mad? Okay."

NEW GIRL

"Hey~"

She hadn't introduced herself yet, which was her fault more than anything. Despite being of the same caliber, the cosmic side of the tapestry rarely interacted with the mystic side. Really, only Strange, Uncle DOOM, and Uncle Eternity bridged the gap frequently...

If she was going to be patron to this reality, she really needed to learn more about her constituents in weird places. SO! To that end, she was here, running little circles into the WARM leather jacket of her new favorite biker.

"So, I'm Ana'Hira... Angela when I'm around 'humans'. I'm- I know this might sound forward, but, like... Can I talk to you about NOT serving Satan and instead dedicating your life to God? She has a plan for you, I swear."

That plan? Cosmic Ghost Rider 2.0. This time? Completely Mjolnir proof!

"You're really cute for a demon~ Do you like boba?"

#delamuertes #ʷʰᵒˢᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᶦˢ ᵗʰᶦˢ; cosmic princess.#ana'hira after meeting the whole team for laptalks in a single day: i am tired but i am loved~

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diagnosed-by-doyle · 4 years

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Hi different anon- I loved the MC suddenly turning into a child and was wondering if you could write more!! With Leonardo, but you can choose who ever speaks to you!

Baby talk ahead

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Isaac

Of course he wasn’t worried about you. He just wanted to see your face. He knew you’d be cooking lunch at about this time, so he went to the kitchen.

He froze in the doorway when he saw a little girl. He ran towards her and scooped her up before she could reach the hot pan on the stove. “No, that’s hot! You’ll burn yourself!”

The little girl was wearing a blouse that could have easily fit MC, and-- Wait a minute. MC was supposed to be here. What...

Upon further inspection, Isaac saw that the giant clothes were exactly what you were wearing that day. And the little girl shared all of your features.

Where the hell was Sebastian? Didn’t the two of you cook the meals together?

Oh man...Isaac was great at fixing things. But this...

“Isaac, I’m hungy...” The girl was looking at him sadly with those big round eyes. Ahh...so cute!

“What? Oh, of course you are. It’s that time of day.” He looked around the kitchen to try to find something he could quickly give you. He absolutely wasn’t going to let you cook. How old were you right now anyway? Three? Four?

His eyes finally landed on something that could be suitable for a child. “You like apples, right?”

You started leaning forward away from him. “Apple! Gimme apple!”

“H-Hey!” He quickly pulled your upper body back toward him so you wouldn’t fall. “I’ll get it for you!” He sat you in a chair at the kitchen’s small table. “Stay here and be patient.”

He washed an apple from the bowl and grabbed a small knife to start cutting.

Who knows what could have happened if he hadn’t shown up when he did? They’d likely have a crying, injured toddler on their hands. Oh! He reached over and clicked off the heat on the stove. Seriously, the last thing he needed to deal with was a fire.

Finally, he set a plate of bunny-shaped apple slices in front of the little girl. She squealed in delight then grabbed a slice and started taking small bites.

Isaac sat across from her and started making a mental checklist of all the things that needed to be done now that this strange problem has arisen.

At the very top of that list was getting you some clothes that actually fit. Maybe Sebastian would know where the children’s clothing store was.

Leonardo

Was that crying he heard as he walked by the library? He didn’t recognize whoever it was, and it sounded child-like. There were no children in the mansion. Unless... Did a child walk through le Comte’s door this time?

Now he really did have to check.

When he walked in, he saw a little girl up at the top of the ladder. She was clinging to it with her eyes closed. His gaze softened as he stood under her.

“Having trouble getting down?”

Her eyes shot open, and she looked down at the man. “W-Weo-! I’m scared!”

There was no mistaking those eyes. They were the same eyes he’d looked into many nights. He’d recognize them anywhere. But how did this happen?

He gave a soft sigh then began to climb up the ladder. “It’s alright. I’ve got you, cara mia.” Leonardo pulled you to his chest then held you there with one arm as he descended.

He wiped your tears away with his thumb and kissed your forehead. “There, everything’s fine now. Show me what a big girl you are. Smile for me.”

When Leonardo smiled, you couldn’t help but grin yourself. “That’s better,” he chuckled.

He would need to take you to le Comte so that the two of them could use their combined knowledge to try to figure out what caused this change. He’d had many “firsts” in his life, but this was a first he never thought he’d encounter.

But first, he had to figure out how he was going to get some clothes small enough to fit you.

Napoleon

It was early afternoon by the time Napoleon finally woke up. He was greatly confused. You usually would have woken him up hours ago. Maybe you were extra busy today.

In any case, he couldn’t start his day properly without seeing your face. Once he got dressed, he walked out of his room to go find you.

A few doors down, however, he paused when he saw Dazai crouching in front of a familiar-looking child.

“Say ‘fuck’ for me. You can do it!”

“F-Fuck!”

Napoleon pushed aside Dazai, who had been clapping in praise, and scooped the young girl up into his arms. “Are you mad?! You can’t teach a child that!” He looked back at the girl. “Don’t listen to him, alright?”

“A child? I can see why you think that. Take good care of little ____-chan.” Dazai was about to walk off, but Napoleon grabbed his shoulder.

“Wait! You mean this is ____?” He hadn’t gotten a good look before, but now, looking at your eyes, you couldn’t possibly be anyone else. “How did she get like this?”

“I haven’t a clue. I found her running through the halls.”

Napoleon was about to ask Dazai another question, but that’s when you wrapped your small arms around his neck and laid your head on his shoulder.

All that running around must have tired you out. He’d figure out what to do about your predicament while you were napping.

He instinctively started rubbing circles onto your back as he walked toward your room. The way you could barely keep your eyes open was adorable. “Come on ____. You’ll feel better after a nap.”

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