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enidsinclairaddamsthesecond · 3 months

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You belong with her me Pt 2~ T.N x Reader

Yule Ball

Summary: Y/n has been just asked out to yule ball by her crush - Theodore Nott! Will she finally get the courage to reveal her true feelings for him? But first of all, will the popular heart throb like her back?

Warnings: Typical Theo, Singer!Reader.

Inspiration: Taylor Swift's You belong with me song from fearless album. ᯓ★

Authors note: Hey yall! Sorry for the late update, I have been really busy for the past few days, hope you understand. This is the first part . Let me know your comments down! Lots of love #A/N 💌

Tagged: @jetblackpayne and @m0rg4na and @lafrone

THE NIGHT BEFORE YULE BALL

y/n decided to tell Pansy the truth. Whats the point? She would ask her in a few mins anyway.

y/n POV

"Y/n!!!" Pansy pounced on me from behind as I entered the Slytherin common room. I sigh, now is the time I thought.

"girls got something to sayyy?" She asked teasingly. I acted as if I didnt know what she was talking about, but I knew this will not help me for long.

"ugh fine, I'll just ask, Who did you ask? Or did someone ask you out for the yule ball?" She smiled.

"Ok, I'll tell for that cute little puppy eyes of yours" I say mockingly for which she laughed out.

"someone asked me out" I say, trying to make her, lose her patience. "yeah… who is it?" "Theodore-" "NOTT!!!" she screams. "shhhh- yeah him! Keep your voice low will you?" I look up from her and scan the room to see if the tall boy was anywhere near. He wasnt.

"Ohh… I never knew that play boy had feelings for you" she laughs. I bite my lip. Oh Pansy, I would love it if that was true. Only if you know. I thought. "No no its nothing like that. He just wanted a girl-" "to come with him to the yule ball because he just broke up with Alexjandra? I got to know" She nodded. "But I didnt know he chose you!" she teases. I smile.

After a long pause.

"I wanted to tell you something Pansy, even if its kinda late, I-I… I have-" "feelings for Theo ever since year one? Well if that is the case, I know. By the way its way too late to tell that now" She fold her hands. I drop my jaw. How does she know everything? "well how do u know?" I question.

"Open your eyes y/n. I have been your friend for four years. I have always noticed your side glances, the way you change the topic if I ever talk about him, the way you get so nervous while approaching him, these signs, its obvious!" I blushed heavily. "why didn't you tell me then? Tell me that knew?" "I waited till you confessed by your own will" she smiled. I was still surprised. I pulled her in for a hug. "Thats what I call a soul friend" "whats even a soul friend mean?" she laughs as I hug her tighter. "Who did you ask out?" I ask. "Draco" she smiled. "well doesn't take me by surprise" I wink. "so we are matching green tomorrow?" "Yes! Ill show you my gown!" saying so, she pulled me up to the girls dorm.

YULE BALL

Theodore Nott's POV

Draco nudged me. "will you tell me who you asked out? I mean I have been waiting for that reply ever since yesterday!" "Dude she is Slytherin alright, calm down!" "ya who is she? The name I mean, to be more specific" he rolled his eyes. "You will know soon enough" I laugh at his impatience. "The fact that I already told I'm going out with Pansy" he grunts. I laugh. Pansy came out of no where behind Draco and surprised him. "How do I look Draco?" She asks, her cheeks flustered. "All the best you two" I wink at them. "All the best with y/n! break her heart, I'll break yours" Pansy threatened. Draco smiled. He knows now. And the pair left. I turn hoping to see y/n, instead it was Hermione, she came down the stairs and linked her hands with Krum. I roll my eyes. I hate both of them. My patience was running out. Where is she? I groaned. At the same moment, y/n came down from the stairs, holding the railing.

She wore a nude makeup barely visible. Or... it was her natural beauty. A green satin gown highlighting her thin frame. I was stunned to see the charming young women approaching me. Her eyes searched the hallway and finally landed on mine.

Y/n POV

I blush when I saw him staring back at me. I smile and approach him. "There you are!" "sì, bella mia" he says something in Italian, and takes my hand in his palm and kisses it. This isn't helping. I blush more. "what does that mean?" I laugh. "common lets go" he says smiling and I link my arms with his. We reach the hall, and sure there are many people as expected. "Where is that Marlowe?" he snarls searching for her. I get sad a little bit. "hey" I place both of my palms in his cheek and gently force him to look at me. A very brave move from me, indeed. "today, can it be just for both of us? Even if we are just acting and you know… at least we'll try to make each other happy and have some fun" I say smiling.

He returns my smile and his hands grab by waist and pulls me closer to him. "If you say so Amore mio!" he smiles and looks directly into my eyes. I caress his cheek when all of a sudden and hand yanked me away from him. I gasp and see who the intruder of my dream moment was. Alexjandra Marlowe.

"Theo! How can you choose a trash bag to replace me!" she whines. "look we are meant to be together, its written in the stars darlings!" cringe I taught. Theo pulls his arms out of her grasp and says in a dangerously low voice;

"leave us alone jerk. You have no right calling her a trash bag, well actually your mind is peice of shit which should be kicked out in the trash can first. And touch my girlfriend like that, I'll kill you" he growls and with a fraction of a second he grabs my face and places a peck gently near my lips" He pulled my waist and glued the tiniest space between us and walked to the center of the hall. "Want to dance?" he asks. "with you? Ofcourse!" I smile. The music plays and everyone starts dancing to the beat. "you'v got nice moves y/n" "haha thanks-i used to be a dancer" We danced like there was no end. But we took a break to get a drink. "well played" he compliments me grabing a drink for himself and hands me one. "Thanks!" I smile. The music stops all of a sudden. "Well seems like there is a glitch- would anyone like to volunteer to sing meantime?" Madame McGonagall says. A hand raises up almost immediately. "That hand seems familiar" I mumble to my self. Pancy?! I never knew she could sing! The mic was passed to her; "well I dont know how to sing actually" she giggles, "thaught so" I mumble to Theo, who laughed. "But I do know someone who is a singer here" she pressed the 'do'. Oh what is she plotting now? "y/n y/l/n!!! cheer her to come on stage!" I gasp and i blush as all eyes were now on me. Theodore nudged me to go; "common y/n! I wanna see my girl shining!" "Do you want me to leave you?" i quick whisper. "I want to see you on stage! Go on! Wait i'll walk you to stage" he winks. As he links his arms on mine. Everyones starts cheering!

Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! I was flustered as this was my first time i got too much attention. I go up on stage and wave at the crowd. I smile and laugh. Madame McGonagall hands me the mic.

This is my chance to reveal my feelings for him, I decided to sing the song I wrote; YOU BELONG WITH ME.Alright here we go…1..2..3

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset She's going off about something that you said 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like And she'll never know your story like I do

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nad-zeta · 4 years

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Headcanon: MC taking care of the boys’ pets: feat Arthur, Vincent, Mozart and Shakespeare

Hi hi, dears!☺🙌 So here is the continuation to the vampy boys giving their pets over to mc to take care of for the day! ❤🥰🌻Hehe, I hope yall enjoy and have the best day!🙌☺ The next one will be out soon! So for the two wonderful beauties who wanted to be tagged here ya are! @briars7 @jeandarc-cant-draw ❤❤☺

Arthur

This mystery author had a fresh new case in town and needed someone to watch his beloved Vic for him

Usually, he would take his lovable pup with him on cases, expect on this occasion the woman whom he was helping was incredibly allergic to pet fur

When you heard Arthur voice his dilemma at the breakfast table, you offered your services

He handed over Vic to you after breakfast before he left.

You couldn’t help but smile as Arthur scrunched up the dogs face and kissed the tip of his nose, “Be a good boy now, and don’t cause any trouble.”

Arthur thanked you and left to solve the case with a nonchalant wave of the hand

You looked down at Vic now cradled in your arms. He looked up at you and gave your face a few licks

Spending a day with the spaniel made you realize just how much Arthur spoilt the dog

The pup was the image of graceful and refined, and did everything with a sense of class

The dog refused to eat the peasant dog food that Theo was feeding his retriever.

In fact, it was only after you had given him chicken and rice that he finally stopped turning his nose up to the food

Even the way he walked beside you as you took him to the dog salon was nothing short of confident and elegant

He walked at the same pace as you strutting his stuff like some fancy show dog

He sat with his head held high, tail wagging as he enjoyed being pampered and groomed at the salon

Even though this pampered prince walked around with elegance and grace he was still a puppy at heart, as the second you entered the dog park and pulled out a ball he was jumping around and barking at you as if to say “throw it already.”

Once the two of you got back home, Vic carried over a fancy brush and dropped it in your lap

He looked up at you with big puppy dog eyes, this little dog was truly a sucker for comfort

After brushing his beautifully soft fur, he curled up on your lap as you sat down to read Arthur's newest chapter of Sherlock Holmes.

Vic spent the rest of the day nestled on your lap peacefully sleeping and enjoying your company

Shakespeare

You loved visiting Shakespeare

Since the day Vincent introduced the two of you, you couldn’t help but pop in for a visit every now and again

Today however when you went to visit the play writer, he seemed to have been slightly panicked

You made the two of you some tea and asked him if you could do anything to help him

He told you that he had a big play coming up that required him to travel out of town for a day or two and he had no one available to watch his beloved bunny

Your eyes lit up as you offered to take care of Shakespeare’s furry friend

Shakespeare was absolutely delighted at your offer, and thanked you profusely

The next day you stopped by his manor again to fetch the sweet little bunny and take him with you to the mansion

Shakespeare had already left by the time you arrived at his manor, leaving you a small thank you note and a list of instructions

The bunny exciting stood up on your lap and looked around the carriage curiously as the two of you made your way to the mansion

The second you entered through the mansion’s gate, you placed the rabbit down on the ground.

Puck had been a house rabbit all his life, never really getting a chance to fully run and hop about freely

Most days he would spend curled up in Shakespeare’s lap as he would write his plays.

You couldn’t help but giggle slightly as the rabbit sprinted around doing back-flips in the air

Watching the bunny happily jump around was definitely, a delightful sight to behold

You decided to eat your lunch in the garden as the rabbit seemed to be enjoying his time outside too much to get back indoors

You sat and ate your sandwich as the bunny curiously explored his new surrounding, sampling and nibbling, every and any plant in reach

Occasionally the curious creature would hop up to you to see what you were up to and to affectionately nuzzle your leg before he was off exploring again

After an afternoon of fun in the garden the rabbit was all worn out and made his way back to you, to nestle himself on your lap

You sat and watched the sunset, stroking the bunnies soft fur as he slept soundly in your lap

When you brought Puck to your room for the evening this curious bunny got his second wind and excitingly explored every nook of your room

You followed Shakespeare’s instructions to a T, chopping up a variety of veg for the rabbit and putting out some freshwater

When it was time to sleep you lifted the sweet little rabbit onto your bed and he wasted no time in burrowing your blankets to make himself a comfortable spot to sleep in

You laughed as his little paws dug into your pillow

You settled down beside the rabbit and on cue, Puck carefully hopped over to your face and nuzzled your neck affectionately giving you a few little licks

Finally having found the perfect spot nestled against your neck, the rabbit settled down for the evening

The next day you took Puck back to Shakespeare manor but decided to bunny proof his garden before he got back so that Puck could run and jump around to his heart’s content

You couldn’t help but laugh at the curious bunny occasionally coming to see what you were up to as if to supervise your work

Shakespeare arrived home to the sight of you sipping a glass of wine while watching his beloved bunny hopping about the new space

His heart swelled at the sight of his two favourite creatures in the world

Mozart

When you found out Mozart had a pet owl, you were beyond excited

You loved birds and the fact that he had the same type of owl, as Harry Potter made you all the more excited

One evening Mozart came to your room with his snowy owl happily resting on his shoulder

He asked if you would keep Schelm company while he was away that night to fill in for one of the pianists that had fallen ill

You were more than happy to take on the task of caring for the sweet little owl

He gently petted his little companion and handed him off to you

You carried the owl into your room and let the bird get comfortable as you continued to read

You smiled whenever he would “hoo hoo” at you to get your attention

Eventually, you put your book down and started to pet his soft white feathers

You laughed as he nibbled on your fingers playfully with his beak

Just then an idea popped into your head, you remembered that Harry Potter’s owl used to deliver mail to his friends

You looked over at your desk and decided to try it out

You scribbled a little note, rolled it up and gently attached it to the owl’s leg

You then took Schelm out onto the balcony and asked him to deliver the message to his owner

As if understanding the command the owl flew off into the night

20 minutes had passed and you started getting slightly nervous that something might have happened to Mozart’s snowy owl

Just then you heard the bird call out for you on the balcony, you offered him an arm and brought him inside

Your eyes widened in delight when you saw a new note and different colour ribbon attached to the owl’s leg

You smiled as you held the note to your chest and thank the owl for bringing it back

Since that day you and Mozart would often send each other little notes throughout the evening whenever he was doing a show

Not that Schelm complained as he got to spend some time with his two favourite people

Vincent

Vincent was on his way to another beautiful flower field to paint

This one, however, was known for being a hunting hotspot so he decided it would be best to not bring Brush, his furry raccoon friend along with him

He went over to Theo’s room to ask him to watch his beloved furry friend, except he had forgotten that Theo was out of town for a few days

His usually sunshine bright smile had been covered up by storm clouds

You spotted a very distressed looking Vincent in the hallways, “Vincent! What’s the matter.”

Big sapphire eyes looked up at you as he explained the situation to you

You smiled a bright smile at him, “I’ll watch him for you!”

Just then, the clouds dissipated, and the bright smile returned to his face, “Really, thank you so much! I promise I won’t be too long.”

He handed the raccoon to you and gathered up his painting supplies to head to the flower field

You looked down at the raccoon in your arms having absolutely no idea how to entertain the pet while his owner was away

You brought him with you to the kitchen, as you had to help Sebastian with the lunch service, when all of a sudden the two of you heard a rustling coming from the bins

You cautiously made your way towards the trash can when Brush popped his head out of the heap of garbage

You carefully lifted the raccoon out of the trash keeping him an arm’s length from your body, “Sebastian I think I am going to take the day off and give his smell critter a little bath.”

You submerged the furry pet into the lukewarm bubbly water. You couldn’t help but giggle as the raccoon played with the pet-friendly soapy bubbles as you gave him a good scrub

You laughed at the little creature who seemed to be enjoying the attention

Once you towel-dried the critter, you then made your way to Vincent’s room to see if Brush had any toys he liked to play with to keep him busy

Your eyes widened in disbelief as you watched Vincent’s pet scurry his way to the paintbrushes, only to pick one up, dip it in paint and start to scribble on a blank canvass

You watched the little raccoon happily paint away on the small white canvas,

Just then a thought occurred to you, were those paints pet friendly?

Slightly panicked, you walked up to the paint that the little creature was using and read the label

You breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but smile when you noticed it had been pet-friendly water paint

Once the raccoon was happy with his work, tiny hand grabbed the canvas and handed it to you

You smiled down at the creature and complemented his artistic skills

Brush simply purred in delight at the complement

You made your way back to your room with the raccoon eagerly following behind you

At the sight of your messy room the little critter let out chitter sounds and ran off in some unknown direction only to appear moments later carrying a broom

You laugh as you curiously watched the critter sweep the clothes scattered across your room into a pile

Just then you heard a familiar angelic chuckle coming from behind you, the two of you watched as the raccoon went about tiding up your room for you

After your room was all tidy, the raccoon ran up to you and Vincent and eyed you expectingly

That’s when Vincent reached into his pocket and handed his little friend a treat and patted him on the head for a job well done

Vincent smiled up at you and explained that Theo had taught the raccoon how to clean up his room for treats

“Brush is a big help in keeping things tidy while I work. However, I am quite surprised to see he has extended his services to you, he must truly like you.”

You smiled as the racoon happily nibbled away at the treat for a job well done

I hope you enjoyed this dear! The next one is coming soon!

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buck-nialled · 4 years

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Two Million Minutes - N. Horan Imagine

NOTE: this is super angsty and sad as hell and yeah some of yall might cry but YOU CANT HATE ME BECAUSE I WARNED YOU!!

but you’re probably gonna hate me a lot okay enjoy !!!

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The cold plastic she had been forced to sit in for the past two hours did everything but aid Veronica’s posture. Her figure was hunched over, hands covering her face as she deposited heavy breaths onto her quaky palms. In hindsight: pajama pants and one of her boyfriend’s old shirts might not have been the most appropriate choice to attend the emergency room the night before Christmas Eve. But that thought could not have been further from Veronica’s mind. In fact, all her mind had been doing for the past one hundred and seventeen minutes consisted of screaming her boyfriend’s name to the point where a migraine formed.

“Ma’am?” Veronica’s head snapped up, eyes watery and completely bugged out. A nurse stood inches away, gracing a sympathetic smile. Her heart quickened in its pace. “Did you want anything to drink? Water, or coffee?” The woman offered with a raise of her brows. Veronica never refused a free coffee, but her still trembling hands clasped themselves together, along with her lips as she declined with a head shake.

“Do you have any hot chocolate?” Solemnly, the white-uniformed woman shook her head back and forth.

“Unfortunately, we are out. Would you like a blanket?”

“Please.” The nurse scurried off in an instant, fulfilling herself with another activity. Veronica could not blame her. She—save for the two other strangers in the waiting room—had been the only visitors to enter tonight. If she could, Veronica would be doing just about anything to occupy her thoughts with something other than worst-case scenarios.

“Veronica?” She heard a deep, slurred voice call out. The woman’s head turned to the left, along with the two other occupants, to find one of hers and Niall’s closest friends standing with a slight sway.

“Jake?” Her voice cracked hopelessly as she stood herself up from the chair and waited for his figure to approach. There was a slight stupor in his steps to her, but his embrace when he finally wrapped his arms around Veronica was comforting, nonetheless.

“Hey, any word?” Veronica only shakes her head as she releases a shaky breath.

“They won’t tell me anything…I don’t even know what happened.” She whimpers, glancing back towards the front desk, whom she must have walked up to a dozen times, pleading to see Niall.

“I’m sure when the others get here they can explain. We all got jumbled up between the six and seventh pub and I wasn’t with him.” Jake simply shrugs, just as clueless as she was. Turning her back towards him at the sound of footsteps pattering, she spots the nurse from earlier. Her arm was stretched out, proffering a blanket. Veronica only gives her a silent nod as a thank you, before cloaking her shoulders with the itchy material.

Jake sighs at the sight of tremors running through her, despite the blanket. “Here, those things are like fucking paper. Don’t do shit.” He murmurs and peels off his jacket—one of the many layers he bundled up in before his night out with Niall and the rest of their mates.

“Take it.” He insists. And she does. As the minutes go by, more familiar faces pile into the room and greet her and Jake with sympathetic smiles and any hazy information she could pry from them. From what Veronica gathered from the slurs, a group of friends had collectively encouraged Niall to hop up on one of the pub’s tables and do a little jig. Nobody had ill intent by doing so, obviously, and everybody knew Niall was not idiotic enough to do something he felt was risky. Nobody knew the night would end with only seven pubs and an emergency room visit.

Maura was the first woman Veronica had seen and recognized that night. Their expressions were both identical; fearful eyes, trembling lips. The womens’ hearts were racing in sync as they collapsed into one another’s arms, trying their absolute hardest to hold in their sobs.

“Who is here for Niall Horan?” A group of nearly twenty people stood, including herself and Maura, attentive and silent. The doctor gazed upon the now crowded waiting area and blew out a breath.

“Okay, I know all of you are eager to see him. But I think the immediate family should come into the room first. Too many people might overwhelm him.” Maura, Bobby, and Greg all took quickened steps towards the doctor, explaining their relation. When Veronica asked Maura moments ago, she explained Denise was watching Theo back at their house, phone on hand for any updates.

“Alright, follow m—”

“Wait.” Maura cut in. “Could she come too?” Maura jutted her thumb back to point at Veronica. The doctor followed her pointed finger and met eyes with her.

“Relation?”

“I’m his girlfriend, but—” As she was about to justify herself with the fact that she was Niall’s emergency contact, the doctor cut her off.

“I’m sorry. Immediate family only.” He refuted. Maura glanced back at her, eyes swimming with empathy at her restless state.

“It’s okay. I’ll be okay.” I should have gone with cousin, she thought.

“…vitals are stable, everything looks fine. He just took a hard hit.” Breaths of relief are exhaled when Niall’s eyes flutter open. He recognizes his mother almost immediately, as she exclaims at the sight of her son finally awake and unscathed.

“Oh, my Niall!” She cries upon wrapping her arms around him. Startled to see he is most definitely not on his tour bus, he reciprocates the delicate hug. “We were so worried about you.” It might have been the fact that his mind was still foggy from his long sleep, or that he felt quite hungover that made his mother seem more aged than she was over Skype only weeks ago.

“Mum, what happened t’ me?” His eyes meet the doctors as he asks this.

“You took quite the fall tonight, Niall. Luckily your vitals are fine and you seem perfectly healthy.” Niall blinks, eyebrows furrowing to exactly how and where he could have fallen. The last thing he recalls was being on stage with the band, performing. He was only supposed to be off of the stage for five minutes.

“How long was I out for?”

“Only about two and a half hours, which is quite average for a concussion.”

“How’d you all get here so fast? Chicago is miles away from Mullingar.” Niall murmured, reaching a hand up to scrub at his face. He was surprised to feel stubble scratching at his palm and brought the hand away from his face to study it. His eyes travel down to his wrist, the plastic, hospital band reading Mullingar Medical.

“Chicago?” Bobby repeated, just as confused. “Son, you’ve been here in Mullingar for the past week…when were you in Chicago?”

“I was…the band and I were just there playing a show. Are they here? Maybe we can ask Harry and he can explain.” The three Horans and Niall’s doctor all tilted their heads like dogs to his statement.

“Doctor?” The door opens, the nurse peeking her head through the opening. “Could I have a word with you for a moment?” The doctor gives a firm nod and turns back to the patient and his family.

“Excuse me for a minute.” The doctor exits the room to speak with the nurse, while Maura, Bobby, and Greg all stood dumbstruck.

“So you were playing a show with…Harry?”

“Mhm,” Niall confirms. “And Liam, and Louis,” he continues. Biting her lip, Maura begins to feel wary.

“Oh, and Zayn!” He finishes with a small smile, while Maura feels as though she was going to cry again. Bobby already senses her discomfort and wraps his arms around her.

“And that’s the last thing you remember? Like the very last thing before you woke up?”

“Yeah…why?” As he asks this, Niall takes in Greg’s appearance also. He looks more burdened with life than Niall remembers. The circles under his eyes looked darker. But he had a more mature way of dressing. Maybe it’s the two-year-old that’s changed him.

“Could I see all of you out here?” The doctor opens the door, staring at the family in urgency. Sharing apprehensive glances, the three all follow the doctor into the hallway.

“It seems that some test results were mixed up with Niall and another patient. Now, for the most part, everything is fine, except for his PET scan.” The doctor holds up a photo for Niall’s parents and brother to inspect. The majority of the x-ray was black and white, however, the brain held arbitrary splotches of red throughout it.

“This is the scan we took of Niall’s brain when he entered the hospital. We filtered the scan to only see the areas where his brain might have been injured and susceptible to amnestic syndrome…amnesia. Those red spots are where the injury occurred. And a lot of where Niall was injured were parts of the brain which function memory.”

“I’m sure this goes without saying, but from your expressions in the room, it seems Niall has forgotten an extensive amount of time. I’m not sure how much—“ Maura had already done the math in her head.

“Five years.” She breathed out. The men all looked to her. “At least.”

“Right. Well, there is a chance Niall might regain some pieces of his memory back within this next week. After that, the chances he might remember grow slimmer as the weeks go by. It all depends on how well his brain can function independently and if his memory transitions into something short-term…”

All while the family nodded their heads in understanding, Veronica stood feet away shaking her own. Warm tears streaked down her face. Five years? How could five years of him, her, them, be gone?

Hell, Veronica still thinks meeting him was yesterday. But luckily she could remember it had been nearly four years ago. In one hundred and seventeen agonizing minutes, her boyfriend had managed to lose more than two million.

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instantmillktea · 4 years

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Does anyone else favours their main/favo characters simply bc they relate to them alot?

Ok, so i was just looking thru the comments of the ikevamp elimination game on here and i saw how much ppl disliked Theo and Mozart for the name calling/saltiness. I was also quite salty about how many ppl defended arthur bc I fucking hate him almost as much as I hate shakespeare.

This brings back to just yesterday when i suddenly realised that all the tsunderes in the game are my mains, and my only explanation of why is not bc I relate to them the most. Mozart and Theo stans, just out of curiosity- whats your reason for stanning them? Bc i dont think alot of ppl stan their characters simply bc they relate to them. More stuff under the cut if yall interested (it took me ages to find it)

Anyways, where was i before i began a scavenger hunt for the keep reading cut? I’ve seen the other side of Theo and Mozart before (so their “dere” side). Such as Mozart warming up to mc, but another reason why i stan theo is that (ill try not to do spoilers on his route) hes considerate, and i saw him do something the other residents hadn’t thought of. Anyways, heres a list of how i relate to them- i’ve missed out stuff like “Mozart and I are both musicians” and stuff like that, im doing the similarities of how ive always feel sympathetic in a way sometimes (oh shit im having trouble explaining this) and how ive understood them in a way that i know how their feel, if you kinda get what i mean? (oof)

Mozart, Jean, Isaac and I hate social interaction

Somewhere in Mozart’s route he mentions that in the year hes been in the mansion he doesnt rlly go outside and into town and such. He didn’t even know what chocolate was. We have different reasons for this that i wont go into but i just wanna say that I havent been to Tescos (english supermarket btw) for months now and going outside is a BIG challenge for me

Im not too sympathetic, I just speak the truth, so if i need to be harsh I’ll be harsh, so i can relate to Theo and i just love how much of a mood and a savage he is.

Like Isaac i have social anxiety

Just like isaac i have trouble saying stuff in a way people’ll understand, I also have trouble expressing how i feel about something nice or cool in words

I’ve gone thru a tsundere phase. The whole saying the opposite of what you think. Im still a bit of a tsundere.

Both me and mozart hate noisy stuff. Mezzo forte at the very least guys.

Isaac and I hate being neglected (so like back when he was a human where none of the students showed up to his lectures)

Would you say Jean is depressed? I mean he starves himself and he doesnt like himself either. Well ive gone through depression so i can relate to him in a way.

I once saw jean being described as unforgiving to himself and others, and I dont forgive too easily

Same isaac, same, i just wanna be left alone too, ya know? Peace and quiet for me pls.

Ive had name calling and teasing too at school.

i can be rather stoic sometimes.

This is all i could think of. I dont even thirst over my mains. They’re just my favourite characters, i dont have that much feelings for them, unlike other ppl where they have feelings for a character. I dont have any. I just simply want to be friends with all 4 of them, especially jean, mozart and Isaac. Even when i downloaded the game i didnt give a fuck about the romance, i only played for the characters. But that doesnt mean they cant marry me anytime. Also, ive seen alot of ppl describing isaac as a cute tsundere and if thats why ppl like him, well then im different. Im almost at the end of his route rn, and ive seen what hes gone through in his past life, from his parents to being neglected, all he wanted is peace. And then on top of that he has to deal with dazai and arthur. Im sympathetic for the poor, poor thing, and thats why i like him so much. Anyways, i hope yall dont get the wrong impression of me through the list above and i hope yall get what i mean.

As for the name calling theo does, i thoroughly enjoy being theos pet hondje. I enjoy being called something special, after all being someones beloved pet means that your special to them. I’d happily wear a collar and a leash and id happily wear doggy ears. As long as it doesnt make fun of me personally, i love nicknames.

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