#my personal head canon is that mc sees a completely different side of him to nearly everyone else

[666writingcafe]

Lesson 20.5

Author's Note: So, season two. A great follow up to season one as far as I am concerned. However, there is one issue that I have with the original version, which is that Diavolo (and to a lesser extent Solomon) keeps very important information away from MC until the last possible second. For those who have gone through the season, you'll know what I'm talking about.

So, the reason for this "half-lesson" is so that I can resolve this issue that I have with the original season. Obviously, you do not have to accept this into your personal canon if you don't want to.

With that out of the way, the half-lesson is below the cut.

Diavolo

It's been a rather boring day. There's been so much paperwork that has needed my attention that Barbatos has practically chained me to my office chair so that I can complete it in a timely fashion. Don't worry; I told him to do everything in his power to make sure I didn't get distracted. Plus, he has provided food and drink at reasonable intervals, and he has instructed me to stretch every so often.

So, when Barbatos enters my office, I think nothing of it. However, that changes quickly when he states,

"My lord, you might want to hear this." Before I have a chance to reply, he pulls out his D.D.D. and taps his screen a few times. Once he's done, a voice message begins playing.

Hi, Barbatos. This is MC. I'm not sure if you'll get this message, given that I'm in an entirely different realm, but if you do, please call me back as soon as possible. There are catastrophic things happening in the human world, and I think I might be causing them.

"I take it that MC trumps paperwork?" I ask. Barbatos nods his head. Wordlessly, he taps his screen a couple more times, and soon I can hear ringing emanating from the phone.

"Would it be offensive for me to say 'thank god'?" MC asks from the other end of the line.

"Not in this context, no," Barbatos answers. "You are on speaker."

"Who's with you?"

"I am," I respond. "Barbatos and I are in my office."

"I see," MC replies. "I know you and I aren't exactly on the best of terms, but I really need your help. I figured you were busy, hence why I called Barbatos."

"Just doing paperwork. So, what exactly is going on?" MC sighs.

"I've been having nightmares. They don't allow me to get much rest. I feel like a zombie."

"What are they about?" Barbatos asks.

"I don't know for sure, since I'm not able to see much other than bright flashes of light. I always end up feeling enraged during these nightmares, and there's a lot of yelling that occurs."

"That doesn't sound pleasant," I tell MC.

"At first, I thought that maybe it was a side effect of medicine I've been taking, but then I've noticed a pattern. There's been an increase of natural disasters that have occurred in the human world. On the days that those disasters get reported, I've had that nightmare the previous night."

"Forgive me for saying this, MC, but that could just be coincidence," Barbatos states.

"Not when it's happened over 50 times. I've kept track. I have three notebooks full."

"Of just events in the human world?"

"Not exactly. There's plenty of nights that I've had that exact dream, but nothing gets reported. So, initially I had your reaction, but then I realized that there are two other realms that could be affected as well." Barbatos and I exchange glances. There has been an uptick in unexplained phenomena that has been occurring in the Devildom recently. In fact, that's what a fair chunk of this paperwork is about.

"Do you have those notebooks near you?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Do you have dates written down?"

"Yes."

"Excellent. I'm going to give you some dates, and I want you to tell me if they're in your notebook. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Februrary seventh." Paper rustling.

"Yes."

"March twenty-sixth."

"Yes."

"April twelfth."

"Yes." Barbatos' eyes widen, which concerns me. He's usually the more composed one.

"September first." More paper rustling.

"Yes."

"October eighteenth."

"Yes."

"Okay." I pause, unsure how to proceed. "MC, this is serious." Several seconds of silence.

"Alright," MC finally responds. It almost sounds like they're trying not to cry. "I see. Well." More silence. "I know that Devildom history is much better documented than what's up here, so maybe either one of you can tell me if there's ever been someone like me before."

"No," Barbatos quickly answers. "Humans have had connections with angels and demons for millennia, but those connections have always been separate until now. If a human is involved with angels, then they don't mix with demons, and vise versa. You are the only one that I'm aware of that has both angel and demon marks on your body. That's the first thing that sets you apart.

"The second thing is the source of your pact marks. There have certainly been humans that have pacts with a lot more demons than you, but usually those pacts are with lower level demons. If they do have pacts with demons in our position, it's usually with one or two. Three's usually a stretch, but it has happened. In those situations, however, the human doesn't survive much past the date that the third pact is made. Their body is simply too weak to handle that much power.

"Before you, the only human that I thought might have been able to survive that many pacts would be Solomon, but everyone else has their reservations, hence why he only has two pacts with higher-level demons: myself and Asmodeus.

"You are the first human in our history that has pacts with all seven Avatars, and you've managed to remain intact. That suggests an immense amount of power that has never been documented in a human before. You could very well be creating an instability in the fabric of the universe that is causing these things to happen."

"Thanks, Barbatos," MC snidely remarks.

"I apologize," I tell MC. "Barbatos can be rather blunt at times." I briefly pause. "Here's what we'll do: I'll have Barbatos reach out to Solomon and tell him to pick you up. Your first stop will actually be to the Celestial Realm to investigate if similar events are occuring up there that are happening in our realms and that match any of your missing dates."

"And how exactly are we going to get up there?"

"Simeon. I leave that responsibility to Solomon. He should be smart enough to know that he needs to talk to him first. The three of you will probably rendezvous somewhere close to you."

"What about Luke? When he finds out that Simeon is meeting up with me, he'll want to tag along."

"Leave that to Simeon. He's basically the boy's guardian; I'm sure he'll come up with a reasonable story."

"True. So, I'm assuming we're going to the Devildom once we're done in the Celestial Realm?"

"Yes. All four of you. It'll raise less suspicion. We'll figure out our next steps once you arrive."

"Please don't tell the brothers about this," MC instructs. "It'll only make things worse."

"You have my word."

#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me brothers #obey me satan #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me side characters #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #obey me belphie #obey me barbatos #obey me belphegor #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me solomon #obey me lord diavolo #obey me luke

[auecho]

hiii ur fic was SAURR scrumptious and it's officially converted me into a blade stan i fear 😭 since there won't be a part 2 im just curious and wanna hear ur thoughts on what kafka, sw, and blade's occupations are !! ALSO !! THE TEXTS from jing yuan n his explanation, like was there a genuine reason or was it just an ass excuse (probably the latter but i wanna know what yukong told him 😟).

the way you wrote blade like oh .. that boy is in love w our cutie patootie mc and i loved the contrast between him, bc it really felt like a relief knowing ?? there's really no ulterior motives n he's just down bad . him blushing n getting hard n all .. ESPECIALLY WHEN HE STARTED YAPPING ABT IMBIBITOR LUNAE HELP😭😭 man he had the mc feeling special as opposed to a certain supposed manwhore </3 so sorry to queen tingyun who had to b sacrificed for the plot 💔 mc being put through that was a lil embarrassing but at least on the first date she said NO to sex !! homegirl got dicked down anyway bc she has blade now LMAO but when blade confessed his type was the mc, gosh your writing had my heart fluttering . kafka instigating everything ,,, oh shes such a genius for this i love my girl sososo much, she's simply the coolest n the way you wrote her ?? im in love wtf .

i also wanna know what a direct interaction between jy (or any of mc's other friends) would be like with kafka bc i find her personality and wit so charming 😭😭 SINCE WE KNOW SHE DOESN'T LIKE JY OR DIDNT FIND HIM SUITABLE ⁉️‼️💯🐺🔥😵‍💫 and cutting to the point where mc n blade r already dating , what does the mother think abt it considering kafka's thoughts n how mc was raised,, it seems like she'd go into a cardiac arrest 😍😍 blade n mc dynamic is the cutest to me ,, supposed golden girl n .. whoever blade is ☠️ some guy in a completely different crowd mingling w her but it works bc he's one of kafka's close buddies !! gosh just the way you write the hsr characters makes me want to know more abt them in this au (?) eg what's life like after these events bc mc and jy still share a same class right ?? i imagine seeing them again like the next day or smth would be awkward unless he's the type of guy to move on completely after the facade is gone erm .

anyways yws im extremely excited for ur future works and i spent a good 2 hrs reading this fic so i could really savour it 🤓🤓🤓 except i hve an assignment due tonight but TRUST i will come back to reread this masterpiece 🙄 would i be able to take 🦦 anon too .. yeah that's it from me rn byebye !! 🎀

omg haii nonnie ♡ hehe welcome to the dark side but ! ! yes let’s get into it ^_^

( biiiggg yapping under the cut lol )

so 1st — i wanted to keep it as canon as possible while modernizing it && in a scrapped scene , silver actually told yn that she works as a . . hacker of some sort . really , my idea was that kafka was unemployed n was gonna mooch off of yn but i scrapped that too - so i hadn ’ t really re-thought abt what kafka ’ s ( or blade ’ s ) jobs were . jst know that it ’ s smth shady lol .

2nd — jing yuan ’ s ‘explanation’ was jst going to be a lie . in my head , i ’ d came up w him saying smth along the lines of “ it ’ s not what it looks like / we ’ re jst close / etc etc” real cliche && douche-y becuz . . he’s a douche lol . also in my head he eventually came down from tingyun && yukong approached him to set him straight , telling him he broke your heart nd that he never deserves you , yadda yadda

3rd — thank u so much for ur compliments ! ! i actually didnt know what direction i was taking the fic in because my original idea was a lil’ bit . . darker . i reworked the story multiple times becuz i kept getting stumped nd figured that something a bit lighter would be easier to work on . i always knew i wanted blade to have a crush on the reader but initially , it was gonna be smth more obsessive && borderline concerning as opposed to the more tame version of him here . basically , the whole idea is that kafka jst wants to help ! blade is shy and bad w his emotions && reader is similar . in a way , it’s abt bringing both out of their shells ( if u want to add meaning to the filth lol ) . nd i also had planned for yn && jy to have full blown sex but i felt like the fic was leaning a bit too jy heavy ? n he’s not the focus at all he’s jst a plot device ! i struggled a lil w writing kafka becuz shes a complex chara nd i didnt wanna water her down to just being manipulative ( i hate stuf lik that so bad . . ) so i was rly praying that i did her justice 😞😞

4th — in yet another scrapped scene , kafka n jy were actually going to interact . i wanted her to kinda seduce him n show yn that hes easy nd not shit—so it was going to go a little smth like : yn & kafka go out , coincidentally run into jy, jy is eyeing kafka shamelessly , yn notices but tries to ignore it , kafka gets bold & makes a move nd he doesnt shut it down yadda yadda and then when he EVENTUALLY ‘cheats’ on yn , kafka would be like “see he wasnt shit he didn’t deserve u but yk who does ? BLADIE ! !” n then i would go on from there . i also planned that instead of sw it was kafka who dropped in on their study session but i didn’t want her to be that much of a menace 😭 in a weird way , kafka rly cares for the reader . its like . . a mix of sisterly but some type of romance but kafka wont rly cross that boundary herself yk ? in her mind she knows whats best for yn & shes always known ; hence why when they were younger she didn’t let her join in n tried to preserve her innocence kinda bcuz it just wasn’t her time . while blade isn’t the best guy , hes better than jy bcuz he has a better heart . he means well , even if he doesn’t do well whereas jy ( & guys like him ) want one thing n one thing only . if i didnt prefer writing smut , the story would’ve went different bcuz it’s less abt the sex && superficial connections . thats like rly deep for a smutshot n might not make a lotta sense but that was kinda my thought process lol

ALSO ! i planned for the mom to be kinda oblivious ? she checks in on the two & they don’t mention anything at all n shes nkt gonna suspect it cus 1) she raised yn better than that & 2) kafka has her fooled into thinking shes not a deviant lol . i think yn & blade would take it slow afterwards n she wouldn’t let her mom know until she was 100% sure he was the one becuz obv her mom wouldn’t approve 😭 it would be like . she waits till shes positive so her mom cant get into her head . its apart of this idea that shes trying to detach from that prim-proper lifestyle and live her own life , w or w/o mom’s approval .

ig in this world itd just go on normally . yn would ignore jy n after a while hed move on nd probs start dating tingyun - so theyd go their separate ways nd jst forget they ever associated w one another . blade is a lil scared cus like he doesnt think they should be tg ( bcuz of their differences ) but in classic fanfic fashion they belong together ! ! in my perfect ending they get together no matter what n grow as people tg . kafka’s proud, eventually moves out n all is well in theparty&theafterparty-ville (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)

i wrote a lot srry lolol but thank u sm for reading & enjoying it nonnie 🥺 ur kind words n engagement mean so much to me haha i’m v glad u enjoyed it ! ! ! ! good luck on ur assignment & ofc u can be my otter hehe 😘🤍

#𑄽𑄺ྀ ── 𝓮𝓬𝓱𝓸𝒾𝓃ℊ ～ 🦦 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ ֹ ﹒ #omg i talk too much 😭😭😭😞

[onlyonetruth]

10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags

Tagged by @bestillmyfastbeatingheart (Thanks!)

Ookido Green/ Blue Oak (Pokémon gameverse)

He stole my heart when I was like 4, never gave it back. I love him with ardent passion to this day. The first game did him dirty, so I'm really glad about the revisions to his character TPC has made over the years because they have added dimension and complexity to him. The reason I'm fixated on the rivals to lovers troupe. Major inspiration in my sports life.

Nakahara Chuuya (Bungo Stray Dogs)

The angriest chibi sheepdog around. *slaps back* This bad boy can pack so much trauma in him. He's a mess but his mental fortitude and ability to forgive (even when he claims there won’t be a second chance! lol) is quite impressive. His arc is far from over though, so I'm dying to see what the story has in store for him. Will he actually end up slowly tainted by the darkness he's surrounded in? The uncertainty gives me life.

Yato (Noragami)

Dramatic, goofy character with a dark past? yes, please. The burdens of the gods are quite interesting and I would love for him to be right about placing his faith in  Hiyo-chan and survive so he can say "b*tch, you thought." to his father.

Arataka Reigen (Mob Psycho 100)

The Greatest Psychic of the Century, Twink Supreme, Ultimate DILF, True Babygirl. He's known by many names but, in Mob's words, Reigen Shisho is a good guy. He's a refreshing MC character for a shounen and BONES was right to thirst for him.  

Kudou Shinichi (Meitantei Conan)

Cheeky bastard #1.  Can't mind his own business and lacks self preservation but that's fine, he has a quick mind and has amassed a small army of overqualified people who enable and  keep him alive. Mild sadistic streak when it comes to a certain thief, but he's a tsundere with a soft spot for kids and dogs. A total keeper.

Kuroba Kaito (Magic Kaito)

Cheeky bastard #2. I love his veiled kindness and his mischievous, chaotic side the best. I'm glad we could get his own point of view in the cases he crosses paths with Conan because I just live for the contrast of his suave persona in DC vs. barely holding it together thanks to crazy luck in MK. He deserved better when it comes to the Touichi is actually alive fiasco, though.

Igirisu/ Arthur Kirkland / England (Hetalia)

Fav character of one of my oldest fandoms after Pokémon. Thanks to him I met who is my best friend to this day and  had lots of fun back then. Many fond memories of this fandom so he has a special place in my heart.

Mitsurugi Reiji/ Miles Edgeworth (Gyakuten Saiban)

Seeing him go from his pretentious bratty self to his slightly less pretentious, kind daddy self was a pleasure. It started with unnecessary feelings and it progressed to the admission of "that man" still shining brightly in his eyes. He got really nice character growth and development.

Hijikata Toushirou (Gintama)

Supposed to be the cool stoic character but no  one can stay cool in Gintama and his hilarious shortcomings made him quite endearing to me. Sadists magnet.

Matsuoka Rin (FREE!)

I'll admit the drama these guys had going went completely over my head, like most competitive sports anime character's drama does, but his personality is just my cup of tea so I find him adorable. I like reading about him in different AUs more than in canon though.

Umm, since I’m a hermit I never know who to tag, but I'll try for once... @hayaku14, @hiromiikunn (If you're not interested or have already been tagged, please ignore this.)

#not dcmk

[itsmeohmyo]

♥︎One weak Agent Vandy♥︎ (we all need more vanderwood content in the MM fandom I say)

#mystic messenger #mysme #Vanderwood #vanderwood x mc #My art #my personal head canon is that mc sees a completely different side of him to nearly everyone else #so when others get freaked out/uncomfortable/ intimidated with the idea of him joining them MC has no damn clue why haha #give me flustered cold assassin every day of the week #also I just found Lokiwood's Baker Vandy fic and I am DYING #I need more content else I'll vanquish

[thebarkingraccoon]

RFA + V | Unknown react to meeting the Player behind MC.

A kinda quick head canon thing based on this: MC's Route

Premise: MC's Route resulting in you, the Player, finally seeing the characters free of the Mystic Messenger's restrictive programming. You, as you are, meet them for the first time~

(This is just for fun, bit of a fluff piece!)

The poor boy was in a full panic.

One second MC was in front of him, the familiar sweater she wore was comforting to see.

But this person... didn't dress the same. Their hair, voice, eyes- It's all so different, so unfamiliar.

"Uh- Hi." Yoosung was screaming at himself.

I mean, his girlfriend just evaporated into code in front of him before being replaced by a complete stranger.

and all he could come up with is "um hi"

But really, what is he supposed to say?

He was a nervous wreck, his hands were shaking. What did all this mean for him, for the RFA, for you?

And just who are you?

"Yoosung..." You started, but struggled to find what to say to him. He was so anxious to ask a million questions, but he failed to realize that you are just as nervous.

While you cared for Yoosung, you knew that he didn't know you at all. He only knew MC, but she wasn't real.

You had all this time to get to know him, care for him, and while you had wished you could meet someone like him one day; you didn't expect this.

Seeing him hesitate though made it so much harder to confess face to face.

Does he still care about you, now that you're not MC? Does he feel hurt, betrayed? It wasn't your fault, you had no way of knowing all this could happen.

You clung to the hope that Yoosung would accept you for you, that all this wouldn't scare him away.

I mean, if you had just found out your boyfriend was a bunch of coding in a game, wouldn't you feel unsure about the player behind them?

Realizing that Yoosung is likely unsure about your relationship, you sigh dejectedly. You had to let him go his own way and maybe, just maybe, he'll one day be okay with all this.

You doubted it, after all, who would be?

"I'm sorry." Your eyes look anywhere but at his. Your apology catches him by surprise and his breathing stills. "I understand this... is a lot to take in. It's alright if you don't want to be with me anymore."

Yoosung's eyes widened, now seeing his silence was mistaken for doubt.

His hands grabbed your shoulders, perhaps a little rougher than he meant. Panicked, he desperately tried to explain himself.

"No! It's not that." Yoosung was starting to sweat, his heart felt like it was being twisted in his chest.

"I still love you!"

His face bloomed into a bright red, but he forced himself to keep going. "I mean, I think I do."

Ouch.

"If you really meant everything that you've said to me, all the things you've done-" Yoosung kind of glossed certain things. He definitely wasn't going to bring up his eye at a time like this. "It doesn't matter where you're from... or, what you are."

"I'm still just human, Yoosung..."

His blush deepened in embarrassment. How was he supposed to know that though? He shook his head so he could focus.

"You've done so much for me... I may not even be here if it weren't for you. I was struggling when I met you." Yoosung felt like he was admitting something, but he didn't want to focus on himself now. Not when you looked like you were about to cry.

"I might not know you, but I feel like I know the kind of person you are." A tentative smile spread across his face when you finally looked at him. "You cared so much for me and I want to do the same for you."

"Yoosung-"

"I love you..." Yoosung glanced to the side, suddenly looking supremely embarrassed. "I, uh- I don't know your name..."

His bashfulness, the nervous and unsure smile; your Yoosung.

"Y/n. My name is Y/n."

"It's me, Zen. I'm MC."

He was beside himself.

On one hand he had this lovely girlfriend that he adored and adored him. She was sweet, beautiful, and supportive. Literally a dream come true, he had plenty of fantasies of his perfect girlfriend.

MC had blown his dreams out of the water though. She was all that and more.

On the other hand, there was this... stranger? Standing in MC's place. Someone completely new and Zen really didn't know what this person was all about.

Sure, he wanted to be his usual flirtatious self upon meeting them.

He thinks you're attractive, but he's conflicted.

MC is his girlfriend, right? He wouldn't be unfaithful, he wouldn't flirt with a stranger knowing he was with someone.

But... you are MC...

Zen needs to sit down, he needs a few moments to come to terms with this. MC wasn't real? How does anyone just accept something like that?!

You are, of course, so worried to see him like this.

There were so few times when Zen was less than confident. Seeing him so deeply shaken by this realization made you fear for your relationship, but more important; for him.

When he sat down, he put his head in his hands. There was no doubt in his mind he loves MC and if this person really is MC, then he loves you too.

It's not that Zen is questioning his love, but rather he found MC fading away very jarring. When MC vanished he thought the worst.

Then you showed up in her place. You explained that MC is just a- what was it?- an avatar you use to communicate with him.

The hell is an avatar?

You had no issues giving him time and space. Whatever he needed! You love him, you care about how this makes him feel.

Still, it hurts to know this was causing him so much stress.

"Zen, it's still me." I just look different. You didn't want to bring attention to the differences between yourself and the MC avatar. It was hard enough as it is.

As you kneel down in front of him, you carefully reach out for him. But think twice when your hand nears his.

You both sit in silence for a few minutes, just letting Zen reconcile this crazy circumstance.

It doesn't take him very long surprisingly, as he suddenly takes a deep breath and throws his hands away from his face. The quick movement startles you and you lean away.

Then you see Zen's gentle smile and he steals one of your hands, bringing it close to him.

"I'm sorry, jagi." He began, his voice steady and quiet. "I didn't mean to make you wait."

"What-?" You were taken aback by this quick turnaround, but he didn't give you time to question it.

With a hand on your back, he pulls you into him. Just like before, he held you close. Firm, but gentle.

"It's a lot to take in," You felt him chuckle, "But I can't imagine being without you. I love you, jagiya."

Sure, it was a relief, but it still felt strange. Zen had definitely understood you and MC were, technically, the same person. Only that MC didn't exist, but the affection MC had for him still did.

That wasn't why you felt weird about it though. It's just that he seemed so shaken and then, without warning, was perfectly okay with it.

Pulling back from Zen, you can see his confused expression. It twanged a heart string, but you had to ask:

"You're... really okay with all this? I mean, I'm basically telling you that you're, ah- code and so is your world."

"And I'm from a different reality! That's a lot! It's... okay if you're not okay with it." You said it and it was the right thing to do, giving Zen this way out.

But it was totally unnecessary.

"How impressive is that?" Zen kept smiling, pulling you back until he could rest his forehead against yours. "My jagi is from another world- Oh! Tell me about your world!"

"Zen, what-?"

"Yes! There's so much, you have to tell me all of it!" Truthfully, Zen was curious.

He also felt incredible that his S/O loved him, even from another world.

he already kinda knew

Down for the count, absolutely.

This couldn't be real, this was insane.

She'd finally lost it, huh?

Her girlfriend had just- well, whatever that was it was unnatural. MC disintegrated pretty much. There was nothing scary about it, MC warned her ahead of time it was going to happen.

But Jaehee didn't really believe her.

That is, until this new person approached her. They weren't MC but... they were. A different face, hair, body, voice. It was all so, so different.

"Jaehee..." There it was, that strangers voice. So loving and worried for her that it made her confused all over again.

"Are you okay?"

For what seemed like forever after MC disappeared, Jaehee blinked. She removed her glasses, wiped them clean, and put them back on her face.

You laughed quietly, your cheeks tingling. Her shocked face was so endearing, it made it hard to stay away.

But you had to, she needed to process on her own time.

You and Jaehee had built this cafe together. A dream come true, something life changing, and here you were; dropping another life changing thing on her head.

It felt a little selfish, but this wasn't your doing. You hadn't been in control until now.

Though you could've kept the MC avatar going, you chose to be honest with Jaehee. She didn't deserve the stress, she also didn't deserve being lied to.

It was hard to tell what the right option was, you just did what felt right. You wanted to be with Jaehee, not have that avatar separating you. Perhaps it was a little selfish, Jaehee was so happy with MC...

But it only took Jaehee drinking a tall glass of water in one gulp before she returned to you, ready.

"Are you MC?" This was the business side of Jaehee again. She was trying to be organized about this craziness and she had just the way to do it.

"Uh- yes..." You shrugged, "But my name is Y/n."

She nodded, calm. "Y/n." Your name fit you, she liked it immediately. "Will you explain it to me? Everything?"

That was a big ask.

It wouldn't be easy working through it, but you tried your best anyways.

Jaehee wanted to understand, she asked you to help her; how could you say no?

So you both talked through the night with very few interruptions from Jaehee. She usually just asked a few simple questions between your long winded descriptions.

Where are you from?

What about your family?

How come you didn't mention this before?

Why now?

What is your world like?

The questions kept coming and she kept logging down every bit of information she could until she finally felt like she got it.

As complicated as it was, Jaehee wasn't going to judge you based on your answers.

Eventually, the sun rose and you realize you had been speaking all night.

Before you knew it, Jaehee got up and started to return to work.

Confused, you followed her while studying her face. She didn't look angry, upset, or... well, anything other than tired. You were up all night.

You finally stopped, desperate to find out what she thought, she turned to you and said;

"You're still MC, right?"

"Then what's there to worry about?" Then she smiled, returning to work.

Jaehee was practical.

There wasn't anything else she wanted in this life. So long as she had you and the cafe; she's happy.

"Jumin...?"

This was... so far beyond him. He didn't understand a lick of it, so much flew over his head in the first few seconds that he eventually just checked out while he witnessed MC leave.

Well, MC left but she was still here.

Or, more specifically, you were. MC, the avatar, was gone for the time being allowing Jumin to see you and only you, in her place.

At first, he didn't hear anything you said.

Then, he heard everything but didn't comprehend it.

Now, he just really wants to know if you're okay.

His wife just vanished and now there's a stranger claiming to be her. You explained it before you removed the MC avatar, but that barely did anything to help Jumin connect the dots here.

He understood and he didn't at the same time.

"Are you..." Jumin Han actually had to clear his throat, excusing himself as he gathered his composure again. "Are you alright, like that?"

Not exactly what you expected. "Like what?" You looked down at yourself, but saw nothing out of place.

"MC. The woman." It came out a little quiet. Jumin felt remarkably uncomfortable describing his wife like this.

Oh. "Are you asking if it... hurts me to control her?"

Jumin just nodded once.

"No, MC is just an avatar. She does whatever I tell her to do or say." You already explained this bit, but you anticipated not all of it would get through the first time. "I'm still MC, I just don't look like her."

Faintly, Jumin's eyes narrowed. Just enough for you to notice and cringe under his critical gaze.

Jumin was rather intimidating in person.

"You... are not my wife."

Man, that didn't feel great.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Y/n." You figured being straight and quick was the best way to go. Jumin was a very curt man after all.

He looked away from you, eyes closing in thought. There was so much to consider, but he opted to ignore most of it. He knew himself well enough to know he'd need more time and a lot deeper explanation before he grasped it.

Instead, he took a few long strides towards you before stopping in front of you.

Seeing him approach with such a stern expression caused you to lean back, resisting the urge to step away.

You loved and trusted Jumin, but seeing him like this was difficult.

"It won't look good in public if I'm seen sharing my private home with another person."

That... was a good point. People would assume he's having an affair or, at the very least, ask where MC went.

"Can you make her appear when you want?"

Nodding quickly, you answered. "I just wanted to show you me, the real me." A little ashamed, you diverted your eyes from his overpowering gaze. "I can always just... stay as MC, if you prefer her."

Instantly, you felt a hand under your chin urging you to look back to him. Nervous, you felt your cheeks redden.

"Y/n, I still love you deeply. There is much we should discuss, but in public I would ask you to appear as MC."

You understood why, but you also worry.

And Jumin saw right through you.

"But in our home, I would much rather spend my nights with the real you."

Jumin would ask Seven to explain this to him later cause he still doesn't understand.

To say this man was excited (and exhausted) would be putting it lightly.

You were the ultimate anything. Literally, you controlled pretty much everything.

First he would ask you to give him a new car. Then, bring him Elly. Then, give Vanderwood a new maid outfit. Then-

Okay, You thought. He needed to be stopped.

There was no telling when it would end, so you just grabbed him by his jacket to slow him down.

Saeyoung was laughing, positively buzzing with excitement about what to do next. Pretty much anything was possible if you controlled the game's code, right?

You were basically untouchable.

And that filled him with such relief.

No one could take you away now, no one could possibly threaten you. His work as an agent was not a threat to someone that could rewrite their reality!

But he kind of knew this already.

After all, he was the one to finally help break through. He knew MC wasn't really real. He knew she was just something for them to see and interact with...

The real you was a lot more than he expected. In the best way possible!

Of course, he cared for MC as they were. And had this never happened, he still would've loved MC without ever getting the chance to know you.

Because he'd do anything to be with you in any capacity.

It worked out surprisingly, for the first time in his life; something went right!

"Saeyoung!" You wanted to chastise him, but found yourself giggling at his antics. It was always so hard not to.

You were caught off guard when you felt his arms wrap around you, bringing you into a soul crushing hug. Honestly, this was the tightest hug you've ever felt.

When he released you, he immediately kissed you. His hands holding your face, squishing your cheeks together.

"You're so cute!" He was extremely pleased with himself. "I didn't think you could get any cuter!"

Okay, Saeyoung.

You pull his hands off, still very worried about him.

The reaction wasn't what you expected, though you recall brief interactions with him from before. He expressed moments of... awareness.

Those were jarring, but you had thought they were part of the game until recently.

Now you knew there was so much more to this. You managed to break away from the coding shackling you to certain responses and actions.

With Saeyoung's help, naturally.

You were here now and he couldn't possibly be happier.

"Are you sure?" Your question came out of the blue. Though he knew you were agonizing over his reaction, he was determined to show you how he really felt.

"I'm married to someone with superpowers!"

"What?"

Saeyoung just sighed, knowing you needed something more than his jokes right now.

Most of the time you appreciated his humor and it helped you. He always knew how to make you laugh...

But you needed reassurance that this wasn't going to drive him away from you.

So that's exactly what he would give you.

"Hey," Saeyoung nuzzled his face between your shoulder and neck, pressing you against him in another tight hug. "I love you, you know that, right?"

"Uh- I guess." You really weren't sure how to respond, but you did your best to shake off your doubts. "I mean... I love you, I hope that's enough for you."

"More than I could hope for." He mumbled before letting you go, "Now come on, I have got to show you off to everyone."

"Saeyoung, I don't think that's a good-"

"Let's go!"

Yeah, there's no way V would grasp this one. He loves you, he just has a lot he worked through on his own.

When V could see again, and you found a way through, he finally got a glimpse of you.

The explanation was hasty, desperate to convince him you weren't trying to lie to him.

He's had some bad past experiences.

In the midst of your rushed words, V can see that you're only getting more and more worked up.

You didn't anticipate showing your real self to him like this, but now that you have-

How can you possibly explain that you're not just like her?

You might be jumping to conclusions.

You definitely are.

Yet you care so much about V and the others. You can't bare the thought that they might write you off as a liar.

From their perspective, you basically lied about who you are.

It wasn't your fault, but you were naturally an empathic person. You can understand if V thought poorly of you because of this.

And that killed you inside.

As your face turned red in frustration, your words beginning to skip over; he saw the thin glimmer of tears building in your eyes.

And he wouldn't stand for that.

V pulled you into his chest, hand on the back of your head, as he shushed you.

"It's alright, love."

He meant it to calm you down, but it only made you tense as a few stray tears ran down your face.

When he heard, and felt, your sniffling, V pulled away in worry. "I didn't want to upset you anymore, I'm sorry."

You wiped your forearm over your face before meeting his eyes. He seemed so at peace with it.

Frowning in confusion, you had to know.

"How are you okay with this?"

V didn't expect that at all, his smile faltered a bit, but only because now he was confused too.

You thought he would be upset with you. That this giant secret would tear a rift between you two.

Something you could never repair.

And perhaps it would've, but V saw how distraught you were and realized very quickly that you did truly care.

You cared what he thought of you, how this could hurt him.

He couldn't stand to see you like that and though it took him a moment to catch up, V had no doubts you didn't mean to cause any harm.

"I won't lie, at first I thought you were joking." V murmured shyly, a hand coming to rub the back of his neck. "You and Saeyoung make a lot of the same jokes."

"But... I see how scared you are."

Embarrassed, you turned your head away.

V winced at that, he was trying hard not to put you on the spot here. It was hard.

"I've known you long enough to know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me intentionally." And he meant it. "I trust you."

After that, there really wasn't much discussion about it again.

V was content with you by his side, but only if you were too. Knowing you had been unable to communicate with him before made him worry...

But, you made it clear that you chose to be with him.

That's all he really wanted to know.

The initial meeting was... less than ideal.

You had been 'MC' so long that the concept of being anything else was impossible.

Though, it was impossible normally too.

But it was Saeyoung that helped break this barrier between you and this world.

Saeran was aware of this happening, so it wasn't that much of a surprise.

However, what did shock Saeran was the change.

Specifically, MC not being real.

A concept you feared might cause Saeran to completely separate himself from you.

Since you are, basically, a stranger now. MC isn't real, everything about her was only part of the story.

Now that you have the freedom to do so, you wanted to show him who you really are. Though the fear of losing him threatened to keep you quiet.

You knew that Saeran deserved the truth.

After everything he's been through.

So, here you are. Purely you, nothing in between you anymore.

And the silence was deafening.

At first you feared that Saeran had entirely written you off. MC was fake, but he knew that already so why only now was he silent?

With all the work he and Saeyoung put into breaking this code, he had to have known that you were going to be different.

But was it a good or bad different?

Saeran was a very internalized person. He had so many issues in the past, but things had changed.

His hair was starting to go back red, he wore a sweater for fucks sake.

Would it be so terrible if you weren't the same too?

That wasn't up for you to decide and, if Saeran didn't accept you, you'd have to deal with that.

Standing here in front of Saeran though... It was dizzying. You never dared to imagine it, it was impossible! Dreaming about impossible things would only disappoint you.

Nervously, you shifted on your feet. You didn't speak, didn't dare break the tension in the air.

Saeran did.

"You can talk now, right?"

Just hearing his voice made you jump. You furiously nodded, "Y-yes, I can."

That was enough for him. With a few steps forward and a blush spreading across his face, Saeran pressed his lips to yours.

It was firm, full of expression. This was Saeran telling you it's okay, you're okay.

When he broke the kiss, you dared hope. "So... does this mean...?"

Huffing, Saeran shook his head. "You thought I was going to break up with you?"

"I-... yes?" You visibly winced as you answered him.

"You're still you. MC was only an avatar you used." Hearing it from him helped tremendously. "Why would leave you?"

He was actually a tad confused.

The reason he was silent when he could finally see you was because of how shocking the whole situation is.

It's a tad overwhelming to learn about a whole other reality existing that can control your own.

But Saeran saw for himself that you had hoped you could one day talk to them, meet them for real.

He understood what it was like being trapped, unable to reach out. Seeing that you couldn't talk to him was driving him mad ever since Saeyoung discovered the code.

Now that you're here, he wasn't planning on letting you go.

#mysticmessenger #mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger mc #mystic messenger yoosung #mystic messenger jumin #mystic messenger zen #mystic messenger 707 #mystic messenger saeran #mystic messenger saeyoung #mystic messenger v #mystic messenger jaehee #mystic messenger rfa #mm rfa #mysme rfa #rfa #mysme mc #mystic messenger headcanons #mysme headcanons #mysticmessengermc #mystic messenger hcs #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger x you #mystic messenger x mc #saeyoung choi #saeran choi #jumin han #hyun ryu #jaehee kang #jihyun kim

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♡Some Pokémon Headcanons!♡

My first Pokemon related post! While I haven't played the D & P remake yet, I've had the urge to jump back into the franchise just recently and that's where this came from! (Perhaps headcanons isn't the right word since this is more just my ramblings.)

Part. 1 Part. 2 Part. 3 Part. 4 Part. 5 Part. 6

• Not exactly Canon compliant, I've always kind of pretended that the MC of each pokemon game is the same person. You always see those memes about meeting the professors and being like, "Be quiet, I know more than you" when they try to give you the tutorial. Like, it's US! Or you the player to be more specific, we've done this before and we're jumping into the adventure again to see what's going on in this new region.

• The pokemon MC is just one trainer who hops from region to region helping where they're needed, defeating evil teams, and beating the champion if they have time.

• Giving it a bit more context, imagine if after your first adventure in your home region (whether it be defeating Team Rocket in Kanto, Team Flare in Kalos, Team Plasma in Unova, etc) you're approached by the International Police and offered a job as a field agent. The position is fairly liberal. You're given a lead to where things seem fishy and asked that you use your own and your pokemon's strength to investigate and put a stop to it.

• That's why, no matter where you go, you run into some kind of challenge; you're purposefully heading to regions with legendary or suspicious activity.

• Seems like a lot of trust to put on just one new trainer, but it comes from your usual ability to befriend and work with legendary Pokemon after witnessing the first one you took on.

• That has been their biggest hurdle when it came to keeping the peace, people were always finding new ways to use the strength of pokemon, and more and more dangerous people have learned to take advantage of legendaries. So having someone on their side who can harness that same power for good, isn't an opportunity they wanted to pass up.

• It's even funnier if you're just a completely random person who doesn't really have a clue what you're doing when it comes to police work but loves their pokemon and just wants to help where you can.

• Which is why you work under Looker. The two of you go to different regions together and split up when you get there. He's not even supposed to leave you alone, you're sent out as a team so that he can instruct and you can use your pokemon, but he trusts you and always wanders off to do his own thing.

• "It seems like you know what you're doing well enough, I'll go do some research on the area and you go see if you can get any intel from the local professor." Then by the next time you meet up you've already figured out the bad guys' plan, beaten them, and battled the legendary. So he's a firm believer that letting you do your own thing as well will only lead to positive results.

• He's still on call though if you were to ever need him and sometimes even shows up right in the nick of time when you're caught in a tough spot to offer back up.

Definitely a lot less canon compliant than most of the headcanons I do, but these are just for fun and are what goes through my head when I'm playing Pokemon.

#pokemon #detective looker #pkmn #pokemon headcanons #Just for funsies #I guess you could consider this a mix of both the anime and game universes #might even do a few more #also sorry this is so random #Literally woke up today watched a review for diamond and pearl #and just missed the franchise a lot #Gonna replay Omega Ruby #would love to do more of these #and talk about some villans

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Obey Me: The Brothers Accidentally Trigger an Abused MC (Beelzebub) (6/7)

Disclaimer: I’m not an expert on abuse or mental health. I’m not portraying how one should respond to these situations, only how I think the characters might. Abuse and trauma in particular are very complex topics, and people respond in all sorts of ways to them, and sometimes it gets really bad on all sides.

I can only draw from my personal experiences as well as those of people who have shared their stories or who I’m close with. There’s no one narrative of abuse and how it affects someone, so what I’m familiar with might not be what you’re familiar with. Let’s try and all be respectful of each other.

Content Warnings: Heated arguments, reference to past abuse, parental abuse, trauma response, breaking down in tears, this is quintessential hurt/comfort y’all, buckle up

Kinda cheating for the twins unfortunately! (In the sense that I’m gonna rely heavily on canon events) In Beel’s case it’s because we’ve only ever seen him lose his cool about either food or family, and for Belphie, well… you’ll see.

Gaaaah tumblr’s stupid new thing where if you resize the tab it wipes your post and switches between mobile and desktop versions made this SUCH a bitch to edit, but here it is! Once again, thank you all so much for your patience! I’ve learned not to make promises about when the next part will come out, but we’re almost done! It’s just Belphie left, then I get to the other requests!

To clarify, the initial dialogue in this scene is not mine, but comes from Lesson 4 of the game and is based on events from Lessons 4 and 5. 

Lucifer (X) Mammon (X), Leviathan (X), Satan (X), Asmodeus (X), Beelzebub (you are here), Belphegor (X)

“Now what do we have here?” Mammon soliloquises. “Looks like a custard.” 

MC has absolutely no idea what possessed them into letting him drag them to the kitchen. 

“Mammon, are you sure we should-”

“Here, eat this,” he cuts MC off, handing them a cup of custard. “I need an accomplice. I don’t wanna be the only one in trouble.”

“In trouble?!” They look down at the custard lid. A note is firmly taped to it.

Property of Beelzebub. You eat it, you die.

They gulp. They really shouldn’t be touching this, what if…

“You’ve gotta be seriously brave to eat this custard here.” Mammon snatches the dessert back and waves it around. “If you can do that, I’ll admit that you’ve got guts.” 

I won’t have any guts if Beelzebub finds out, MC thinks. They know the consequences for stealing food. I don’t care if you haven’t eaten all day, you DO NOT touch that fridge, understand?

“So you’re gonna do it, right? What am I sayin’? Do it. That’s an order.”

Then again, they don’t know what Mammon’s capable of either.

Go on, do it. You want to waste food so bad? Go in the trash and fish it out like the animal you are!

“...Okay, I’ll eat it...” 

“There we go.” Mammon’s grin is wolfish as he holds out a spoon for them.

It tastes… oh wow. It’s very good custard. They almost want to go back for another-

“You did it!” Mammon shouts, and MC flinches so hard they nearly drop the container. “You totally ate Beel’s custard! I saw ya!”

Now you’ve done it, MC! You know how mad our parents are gonna be when they get back!

I… I had to… I didn’t want to… But it had been days...

“Shhh-!”

“Great, now I’ve got an accomplice. If you ate his stuff too, that means we’re in this boat together!” He returns his attention to the fridge. “So, my turn. Let’s see if I can find anything else good in here. I’ve got a feeling there’s probably something nice hiding back here in this corner-”

A shadow looms over the pair. MC’s blood goes cold. They’ve been caught again.

“D’AH! Beel!” Mammon squeaks. “Wh-What’s the big idea sneakin’ up on me like that? How long have you been there…?”

“Did you eat my custard?” Oh no no no no no. “Did you actually eat my CUSTARD?! Answer me, Mammon!”

Who ate it? Well? Answer me! Or none of you are eating tonight.

“N-Now wait a second, Beel! Lemme explain! There’s a good reason for-”

“You did, didn’t you…?”

Pink flames envelop the Avatar of Gluttony as part of his human illusion falls away. An intimidating pair of sharp horns curl around his head and massive fly’s wings buzz angrily on his back. 

“You… ate… my… CUSTARD!”

“Uh-oh!”

As Mammon attempts to escape Beelzebub’s wrath, all MC can do is remain perfectly still, the custard container clutched tightly to their chest. They’ve. Been. Caught.

It’s ridiculous. A small, hysterical part of MC laughs at the absurdity of being caught between two of the most powerful demons in Hell, squabbling over custard and chasing each other around the kitchen. A choked noise escapes them instead. The custard turns sickeningly sweet in their mouth.

The paralysis is broken when Mammon goes sailing through the kitchen wall. Is that-?

A hole in their wall, just above their head. Screaming voices, crying, begging, accusing. They’ve been caught, and now they will be punished.

Footsteps approach MC, and a figure stands towering over them, so much taller, he wouldn’t even have to lay a hand on them for them to be scared, but he will, he will, he’ll hit them again, again and again and again and-

“MC-”

“PLEASE DON’T HIT ME!” They hold up the custard towards Beelzebub, their limbs confused between the desire to return the offending dessert and protect their face. 

The Avatar of Gluttony is almost offended by the outburst, until he hears Mammon groan and attempt to get up, shifting some of the rubble before collapsing once again. Okay, maybe he doesn’t have room to be offended right now. 

He plucks the container from MC’s vice-like grip, the difference in strength between the two so great that he doesn’t feel their resistance. Oh, it’s almost completely untouched. Maybe he overreacted… Then again, it is Mammon. 

...It’s MC’s room that connects to that wall, isn’t it?

Beelzebub opens his mouth to apologize to MC about their wall, to assure them that they’ll figure out a place for them to sleep until it’s repaired, but they’re already gone, sprinting off further into the House of Lamentation.

Did he scare them that bad…?

~

After the three hours of lecturing that ensued, MC isn’t sure if notifying Lucifer was, in fact, the best idea. While Mammon and Beelzebub had seemed bored, annoyed even, they were barely able to stay on their feet by the end of it. Perhaps they’re still exhausted from their sprint to Lucifer’s study, as well as… other factors.

Lucifer calls their name sternly, as though he has done so several times already. They start and straighten up, but can’t bring themself to quite meet the demon’s eyes.

“I asked you a question.” 

“Oh…” they say. “...Sorry...I didn’t-”

“Are you sure you’re comfortable staying in Beelzebub’s room?” They don’t reply, and something in Lucifer’s expression softens. “You were quite distressed when you came to me. If my brothers have done something to upset you, I need to know. Your wellbeing is a crucial part of the exchange program.”

MC laughs humorlessly. “You mean other than destroying my room, I’m guessing.”

The Avatar of Pride falters almost imperceptibly, disguising his surprise with a cough. “Yes, other than… the collateral damage.”

“...Yeah,” they eventually say. “Uh, yes, I’ll stay with Beel until my room is fixed. It’s fine.”

“Wonderful. You’re free to go.” He promptly leaves, muttering about calling the construction worker so soon after the last time. 

While MC has a feeling that Beel would be completely fine not addressing the Custard Incident so long as they don’t treat him any differently, they feel the need to explain themself for both their sakes. They tell Beelzebub about their upbringing, about how controlling their parents were when it came to food, and how they’d have to sneak meals more often than not. The punishments they faced when caught doing this.

Beel is horrified and feels incredibly guilty upon finding out what he inadvertently forced MC to relive. He once again assures them that he knew it was Mammon who talked them into eating his custard and that he doesn’t really hold it against them. In fact, from then on, the Avatar of Gluttony invites them on his frequent “snack runs” (which, for Beel, consist of an amount of food MC would normally call a family meal) and personally makes sure they’re eating enough regularly. 

One day, MC comes back from a long afternoon studying at RAD and nearly panics all over again at the sight of the kitchen. Saucepans, bowls, half-empty containers, and all sorts of utensils litter the room, not to mention a healthy coating of sweet-smelling fluids. At the centre of this mess is none other than Beel, who smiles and waves upon noticing them, sending more flecks of custard to the floor.

He hands them a container of custard, complete with a lining of various fruits around the edges. On its lid is a note: Property of MC. 

It’s very good custard.

“...I…” They can’t. Not if that will happen again. They shake their head, the tears threatening to return.

Lucifer holds back a sigh and nods. “Very well. We’ll find other accommodations until your room is repaired. Perhaps Mammon will get his wish after all…”

Beel doesn’t understand why the human is avoiding him. At first he thought they were still mad about the whole going-on-a-rampage-and-destroying-their-room thing, but they’ve since forgiven Mammon for causing that, so that can’t be it. He keeps returning to the thought that it was something about him, that he scared them so bad they don’t feel safe being around him. Did they think he would try and eat them?

That’s not entirely unfair, he thinks. Especially considering they’re a human in a house with a bunch of demons.

But they aren’t scared around anyone else. Not Satan’s propensity for fatal grudges, not Mammon’s recklessness, not Lucifer’s intimidating presence, not Asmo or Levi’s volatile mood swings… It was just him.

Because he’s just a useless glutton.

#obey me #obey me imagines #obey me shall we date #obey me! beelzebub #shall we date: obey me #mine #beelzebub #my writing

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✨ Spooky Recs✨

I read a lot of fanfictions... More than I am proud of. I thought I should recommend as I go before I lose sight of their existence among the sea of my favorites.

Since past few days I have been craving for some creepy, unnerving fanfics that will keep me restless and awake at night. I remembered my favorites and wanted to read more of the kind so I looked up, patiently going through each story that sounded compelling. I also revisited old stories for nostalgia's sake.

Of course, rare as they are, in Naruto fandom no less, it's even harder to find a horror and mystery fic that is well written, not dropped under 2 chapters, and really keeps your attention.

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Genre: Horror, Mystery, Comedy

I've rated 4 aspects of the work -

Writing – I don't judge writing based solely on the grammar and vocabulary. I also consider how the author expands upon a subject, if they are consistent with the facts, if they are able to keep the attention of the readers regardless of their creative writing skills.

Characters – If the characters are well-developed, in their given character, if OCs have any real significance to the story.

Plot – How gripping is the storyline, if the story sticks to its original plot, the structure of the story, plot holes.

Flow – Mother-of-slow-burn, slow-but-steady, steady, fast, I-am-speed

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When the flowers cry : TCOOKIES777 || M || AO3/FFN || SasuSaku || Goth Horror || Post-Canon, set during Blank Period || Ongoing

When one of the greatest medical-nin in the world goes missing in what should have been a simple delivery to the Land of Spring’s Hidden Snow Village, the rest of Team 7 must reunite to find her. But even the most powerful team of shinobi will find themselves challenged in a battle against the supernatural. With Sasuke's return, vengeful ghosts of the past will test him and his love.

My thoughts : One of the best stories I've read in a while, and top tier SS stories. I read this in one sitting. I never listen to music while reading, preferring silence, but for this one, I suggest you do as the author says. Also, keep some tissues and food with you. This story is major in mystery and minor in horror but otherwise full of SS fluff.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 9/10

Flow: Steady, if a bit confusing (but that's why it's mystery)

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Kyuro : silver_shot || T || AO3 || SasuSaku || Mystery || Post-Canon || Complete

“Oh,” says Naruto, “well, its sort of like that. Except in this village, the story has a way more darker ending – it basically goes like this: the girl and the guy plan to run away together. The guy steals a bunch of treasure, and stashes it away. But then, when he goes to get the girl at her village, he kills her and decides to run away with all that money. But then he is killed by the guards of the girls village and now they're both dead and the treasure is hidden away somewhere”. Sasuke stares blankly at the blond, “that story makes no sense”.

My thoughts : I know you must be thinking the same thing as Sasuke – "makes no sense". I did too, but it's a pretty cool short story. It lies on the funny, creepy side that slowly starts to lose its funny touch. SS makes stupid mistakes later on but it could be because they are MCs. The ending is very ambiguous. It's not my favorite mystery but it is something. Enjoyable read but not something I will pick again.

Writing: 8/10

Characters: 8/10

Plot: 8/10

Flow: Fast

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Moon stuttering in the sky : xfrinz || T || AO3 || Gen || Mystery || Pre-Shippuden || One-shot

Kakashi is suspicious of many things about Haruno Sakura. Too many things about her don't make sense, with too many incongruous explanations.

My thoughts : Author of this story just summarised Pre-Shippuden in less than 4k words and made some tiny changes to it. Not much though. One of my favorite gen fics yet. Read it if you haven't yet. You'll feel more sad than thrilled tbh. But worth it.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 10/10

Flow: I-am-Speed

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Breath mints : silver_shot || T || AO3 || SasuSaku || Comedy-Mystery || Post-Canon || Ongoing (maybe)

Their home no longer exists with the life it once had – in fact no settlement thrives anymore; they exist only in a snapshot that contradicts time itself. Families within their own homes sleep in a slumber that they cannot wake from. Those that were chatting on the street prior to the event simply drop their heads and remain unresponsive.

My thoughts : I picked it up for Mystery but I stayed for Comedy. But of course that's not to say supernatural elements in this story is not it, but it sure pales in comparison to effortless humor in this story. Lee and Kiba pair is something you don't see often but they get along too well here. Charactisation is on point as well. SS angst! + NS angst (but it's downplayed)

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 9/10

Flow: Steady

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The Curse : sincerelyLen || T || FFN || SasuSaku || Horror || Post-Canon || Ongoing

Team 7 is unexpectedly assigned an S-Ranked Mission involving an unsolved mystery of 10 years. An eerie adventure that will test their teamwork, strengths, and greatest fears. Do you believe in Curses?

My thoughts : My all-time favourite horror Naruto fanfiction. To me, this sets the standard of how mystery and horror elements should be handled. I have never been able to get this story out of my mind even it's been years. Perfect charactisation of Team 7 with Smart-yet-Stupid!Sakura, I-can-fight-aliens-and-reanimated-corpses-but-keep-ghosts-away-from-me!Naruto and I-dont-get-paid-enough-for-this!Sasuke. I especially love OCs here. They kinda reminds me of Pillars from KnY. You must read this story, loosely based on Zombie apocalypse + curse concept.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 10/10

Flow: Slow-but-Steady

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Silent High : Istoria || T || FFN || Gen || Mystery || Post-Canon || Complete

A bit of the Silent Hill series mixed in with Naruto. Trapped in an illusion whose rules are unknown, they struggle to find answers before darkness consumes them.

My thoughts : One of the best mystery fanfictions I've read. I especially loved how this story handled Genjutsu in the best possible way it could without it turning into some cliche, ghost story. Though really, this story has shown what my greatest fear actually is. I will never be able to leave my back open to a wheelchair. This story has simple writing yet it gives you creeps with the twists and turns. A must read one because it is unlike any other in this list.

Writing: 9/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 10/10

Flow: Steady

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Silence of the Damned : Daystar Clarion || T || FFN || Gen || Psychological Horror, Mystery(?) || Pre-Shippuden || One-Shot

When Naruto wakes up to a dead body in his bathroom, he begins a quick spiral into madness.

My thoughts : Listen to Halsey's Control while reading this. Quite chilling, deals with mental issues and morbid but in a fascinating way. It gives a new meaning to Dark!Naruto, but one that actually makes sense. I never saw the ending coming... I had something else in mind and I was convinced it would be, but nope. Here's a sequel to this One-Shot (Uzumaki's War) which I never picked up.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 9/10

Plot: 9/10

Flow: Slow-but-steady

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To the Victor : Letta || T || FFN || NaruSaku || Psychological Horror || Shippuden || One-Shot

Naruto loses the fight and Sakura is a trophy of war.

My thoughts : A very twisted NS, if you squint. It's not horror but it might as well be... it is still a disturbing story to see from the eyes of Sakura. Quite chilling to be in Sakura's shoes. But I love this because it is one shot and I loved the ending.

Writing: 9/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 8/10

Flow: Steady

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Under the Skin : BukkakeNoJutsu || T || FFN || Team 8 || Body Horror || Pre-Shippuden || One-Shot

Your actions don't make you a monster. Your reasons do.

My thoughts : There's a reason why Shino is my favourite team 8 member. In my opinion, Shino is also one of the strongest Shinobi of his generation. His clan techniques are just that horrifying. This story is testament to that. He is so terrible.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 10/10

Plot: 10/10

Flow: Slow-but-steady

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Instant Message : Keelah || T || FFN || SasuSaku || Murder mystery || Modern AU || Incomplete

She gave him names to kill, in order not to be killed herself. But having blood on her hands was turning out to be much worse than dying. "…There's still round 2…3…4…" When does this game end? She asked. "Don't you see, Sakura?" He said, "It never does."

My thoughts : I read this story a long time ago and have read this twice. Personally, it has the most interesting concept of all stories in the list. It reminds me of Vocaloid series, "Bookmark of the end". Kind of. To those who are thinking of picking this up, go ahead! It's a great book and has one of the best suspense I've read in Fandom. BUT, it has been stopped in mother-of-all-cliffhangers and Author is MIA for 4 years now. But, all things considered, it remains to be one of the best stories I've read.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 9/10

Plot: 10/10

Flow: Steady

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Monomoth : Ohtze || M || FFN/AO3 || SasuSaku || Horror || AU || Incomplete

Everything ends, eventually. Eight years after the war, Sakura's unhinged and Sasuke's obsessed. The fields are filled with corpses.

My thoughts : I read this story right after "The Curse", my favourite. From what I remember, Sakura and Sasuke are both mentally deranged, in different ways. Lots of death and gore to stomach, so not for weak readers. There's no speak of fluff in this one. Zero, Zilch, Nada. I wouldn't call it your classic 'Horror', but it is very disturbing, so psychological horror is more like it. Don't eat food while reading this one. Did I mention how Sakura is mentally disturbed beyond help in this one? And Sasuke is obsessed. If these suit your tastes, go ahead.

Writing: 10/10

Characters: 9/10

Plot: 10/10

Flow: Slow

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I hope you enjoy this list. Let me know your opinion in comments.

#horror #fanfictions #i reccomend it #Naruto #naruto fandom #sakura haruno #sasusaku #sasuke #naruto #sakura #mystery #lots of gore #psychological horror #horror stories #its so hard to find good classic horror in this fandom #i have more to recommend but i want to hit submit so bad so here we go #fanfic reading #fanfiction reccomendations #your welcome #sasusaku is good when its told right #sasuke uchiha #uzumaki naruto #hatake kakashi #shino aburame #kurama #narusaku #ghost and spirits

[who-ever-said-i-was-nice]

Heya, could I ask for the ikevamp boys finding mc passed out at the table surrounded by work? Uni's been killing me lately. If all of them is too much then just Leonardo, Jean, Comte, Theo and Mozart? Thanks x

I cried five times while making this.

Dear Anon! Thanks sooo mush for the request. 😘I’m sorry for taking this looooong I also have a shit ton of work but HERE IT IS. I hope things get better for you and good luck!😘❤️❤️ I added a different type of uni to each of the guys just to make it interesting. @nad-zeta your daily dose of Theo. XD. Love you. Hope you enjoy! Ok here we go!

Ikevamp boys x an overworked mc

Leonardo

he just woke up from one of his naps and he decided he’s going to have a snack most probably mc

as he’s walking towards kitchen he spots you sleeping on one of the tables in the library surrounded by a huge pile of books, pens and papers

now he knew that you refused to give up on the uni you where going to when you came here but he’s still a bit surprised

he walks up to you and takes a peek at what you are studying 

architecture

more specifically some designs he came up with

*eyes emoji*

after the initial shock of finding out you where studying his work he smiles and picks you up and caries you to your bed

from that moment on he will always help you with whatever you are studying and always makes sure you take breaks

Comte

he was walking around socializing with the residents when he stumbled upon you snoozing on the dining table buried in a mountain of book

ha was aware of your studies and offered to let you off work completely

but you insisted on dedicating 4 days a week on housework

however this meant you had to study like crazy

when he saw you there he already knew what’s wrong

he panicked internally but calmly walked to your side

he didn’t insist one knowing what exactly you where studying but this was so convenient he just had to take a look

finance studies

well damn

finds it very amazing that you manege to work and study that at the same time

sighs and carefully picks you up and takes you to bed

after that he makes sure you get enough rest in between study sessions

he will spoil you a bit more and offer to help with your studies

Jean

ok so we know poor baby can’t read

he doesn’t get why you are so passionate about your university

what did you call your studies? Linguistics? Whaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

he has no idea what you are talking about but he loves you and loves that you have a passion

when he sees you passed out in your room in a very uncomfortable position surrounded by books...

...panic

oh wait no panic you probably just fell asleep ‘cause you where tiered

wait tiered?

panic

he will pick you up and take you to your room, makes sure you are tucked it

from that moment on he will make sure you get enough rest

Isaac

precious little bean

on one hand he understands why you are so passionate about your studies on the other he is worried

one time you where working late into the night and he asked you to stop and you brought up the argument that he does the same

so he decided not to stop you

however when he finds you passed out in the gazebo...

nope.

he is panicked and scared and angry at himself for not realizing sooner

he hurries to your side when one of your books catches his eye

you are studying quantum physics?

say what?

ok he now has a whole lot of respect for you

he will gently shake you awake

“ Mmmhmm...I did my essay” “Y/N it’s me, wake up”

you immediately wake up

“ Don’t ever do that again. You scared me.”

Now you guys study together so cute

Napoleon

UMMMMMM boy

if he saw you just hanging off a table passed out he will have a heart attack

then he will realize that you are just sleeping and you are not dead so he will calm down a bit

he can’t resist the urge to take a look at what you are studying either

politics

interesting.

so you want a  politics degree

what you will do with it he has no idea. After all you are in a different time period, but he thinks  it’s good to have a goal

what he doesn’t think is good is over working your self

“nunuche wake up” “noooooooooo I won’t wake up unless you do what I do to wake you up”

so he will kiss you and you agree to wake up how adorable i  think i’m going to cry over my own work damn I’m weird  

If he ever see you looking even a little tiered he will steal you away and you will cuddle

Arthotthur

Heart attack nr.2

oh no wait my bird is just sleeping

he’s not happy

ok let me rephrase that

he’s happy that you are happy but he’s not ok with the fact that you have overworked yourself and on top of that he’s beating himself up for not noticing earlier

he’s debating whether you’d be more pissed if he carried you to your room* or if he woke you up when something catches his attentive eye

you where studying to get a bachelor's degree in English whaaaaaat!

will go through your notes and

when he finds out you want to become a writer.....

Omg fanboy mode: activate

“ I didn’t know I had such an effect on you Luv”

you: say wut? Arthur I became writer because I wanted to

Now you two run around n the corridors smiling like dorks and narrating random events when your free and he writes next to you when you study   ( to keep and eye on you. He loves you so much)

* if that doesn’t apply to you I’m sorry. I try to write from another persons prospective, but a lot of my writing is based of my reactions to a situation or my personality. In this case I’d be pissed if he left my stuff there or went into my room ( it’s my sanctuary ok my disaster). And waking me up oh no bitch run. But on a serious note don’t be mad if it doesn’t fit your description, and if it didn’t and you want me to change something feel free to let me know. Ok next victim:

Theo

to say he’s pissed is an understatement

he’s pissed at you for taking it to far but he’s pissed at himself a lot little more for not noticing sooner

like his bff he’ll also be contemplating taking you to bed rather then yelling you awake like witch one will end up in a bigger slap

then he notices what you are studying

art

when you are done with this you are literally going to get an art degree

Theo ex. has stopped working

he is getting emotional on the inside

 will gently take you to bed and tuck you in

he’ll pat your head “ Creative Hondjie”. He has such a gentle smile on his face god I can picture it I’m crying

from then on when you have a project he will help criticize you and he will help you progress with your art

 will be keeping an eye on you 25/7 yes 25 this guy will create a time loop if it meant that you had more time to do the things you love (ahem Theo) xd  no

all in all he will be just a little softer with you, but only you. And will also deny it if somebody points it out

Vincent

Let’s all just sit down, take a moment and appreciate Vincent

He will see you passed out and he will PANIC

he will rush up to you and make sure you are ok

also waking you up in the process

he will ask what you are studying

“sooo you want to become a chef”

Pffffffff we all know poor baby is parallel with cooking

like he will burn water

is super supportive tho gee who would have thought

this boy is an angel and will help you cook

Jesus I hope Comte has fire insurance

you have a lot of fun with him and he will actually end up learning a few things form you.

will make sure you never overwork yourself again

 Dazai

this dork almost stepped on you

you had passed out under you window , ‘cause you had been studying on the floor

and this guy came waltzing in through the window

“Toshiko-san? Toshikooooo shit”

*cricket sounds* yup

he will squat down next to you and poke your cheek

“ what are you doing on the floor?” you: “what are you doing in my room?”

OOOOH GOT ‘EM

you two of you will laugh about it and he will ask you what you are studying

you proudly shove your text book under his nose

“ well well Toshiko-san want’s to take care of small animals?”

you: Yes, like Isaac

he’s not really fazed by you falling asleep but  will make sure you don’t overwork and if he sees you getting tired he will crack a few terrible jokes to lighten your mood and then he will proceed to steel you away

Mozart

ok now clean freak here is going to be worried

not panicked just worried

uhum Wolf you keep telling yourself that

you where studying in the music room while Wolf was playing

suddenly he heard a thump

he stopped and looked around only to find you passed out on the table

seems like the all-nighter combined with the music led you to fall asleep

he’s frozen for a hot second until he realizes you are just sleeping

he will slowly walk up to you and poke you with a broom ‘cause he doesn’t want to touch you

Jkjk

he will go up to you and gently attempt to shake you awake when he notices what your studying

 you where studying music

“Marry me?”

he will wake you up and question you about it

from that moment on he actually helps you a little when you don’t get something and you study in the music room at all times because” it’s noisy outside”

we know you just care about her Mozart

Sebastian

he flicks your forehead

that’s it. Thant’s the canon

no I’m kidding he knows how much you study and is worried about you even before you pass out

and when you do that’s it

he scoops you up and takes you to your bed

he only flicks your forehead when you wake up

yeah you get an ear full from him

he asks what you are studying and tell him you want a degree in history

ok suddenly he’s not mad at you

from that moment on he always makes sure you are not over working

he actually shows you his notebook and you find it fascinating 

now you both collectively stalk the residents

William

y’all aren’t ready for this

when he sees you passed out in the garden he’s ready to pull out a gun and kill anyone and everyone who dared harm you

then he realizes you’re actually sleeping and he calms down a bit ( he’ll keep the gun tho shhhhh don’t tell Comte)

he will gently pat your hair and just look at you

when you wake up he will ask you what you are studying

you are a complete blushing mess when you tell him you want to become an actress

he’s shooketh and also really happy at the same time

now he takes you with him to the theater and he gives you a role to play and he watches while you practice

he’s also super attentive and will never let you overwork yourself again

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed! Stay safe everyone! 😘😘😘

#ikemen vampire #asks #cybird ikemen #ikemen vampire mozart #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen vampire theodorus #ikemen vampire vincent #ikemen vampire sebastian #ikemen vampire shakespeare #ikemen vampire jean #ikemen vampire napoleo #ikemen vampire dazai #ikemen vampire arthur #ikemen vampire comte

[voltagesmutter]

Victor x MC - Accidental Stimulation.

Pairing: Victor x MC (F).

Fandom: Mr Love Queen’s Choice.

Prompt:  Accidental stimulation || Glory hole || Massage

Warning: Head-canon situations, massage, accidental stimulation, thigh riding, vaginal sex, dirtiness over facetime, mutual masterbation. 

Victor was currently away on a month long business trip, leaving him and his girlfriend separated for a whole 31 days. Whilst might not seem long, a week had been the longest the couple had been apart. 

FaceTime gone wrong.

“And I have the expenses reports here for you sir,” The young woman holding up some documents in her hand. Sitting at the glass desk of Victors home office, in the leather chair where he normally sat. 

“Dummy, we’ve been over this, don’t call me sir there’s no need,” The sigh clear as Victor rolled his eyes. They were a few hours apart, Victor a head as night settled into the background of where he was whilst the morning rose where she was. 

“Sorry, Victor. Anyway, the report I have is here-“ A ring interrupting her. “Oh my parcel!” She yelled standing up quickly, completely forgetting she’d only got half dressed for her meeting with him. The white shirt she wore rose up her stomach, exposing the red thong she wore giving him a full view of her bum. 

Victor couldn’t deny the way his pants felt tighter, two weeks apart into his month and this was the first time they’d been able to speak and see each other. A teasing accidental peak of the ripe flesh he loved nothing more than to sink his teeth into. Especially, first thing in the morning.

“Sorry, sorry my parcel came,” Slightly out of breath as she came running back, pushing a brown box off the screen.

“Dummy… did we forget something today?” He asked as she sat down. She looked at him a little confused before glancing down.

“Oh shit, my bra sorry I didn’t realise you could see,” Her face red as Victor had to grip the leather side of his chair.

“Pants… dummy, where are your pants,” His lips twitching into a light smirk at her flustered face.

“Oh-I! I just didn’t see the point... let me go put some shorts on,” Her standing up once more. Victor biting his lip to stifle his moan at the sight of her once.

“Sit back down,” Dominance radiating from his words, keeping in control without even being in the room.

She followed with a swallow.

“We’ll organise this meeting for another time, right now we have other important matters to deal with,” Unzipping his trousers, letting his half-hardened erection spring out. Her mouth watered at the sight, fingers quickly sliding up to undo her shirt and letting her naked breasts to be exposed. 

“I miss you so much, the bed’s so empty without you,” Her voice soft as she brought a hand to tease a nipple, tugging it in a pinch like Victor did. Neither of them were a stranger to getting dirty on calls, it was a regular part of their relationship when either one was away on business. 

“I can’t believe you answered the door like that,” Wrapping one hand around himself, letting his fingers ghost over himself. His eyes fixed on her. 

“Don’t worry, discreet packaging, no one was there,” She breathed out in a moan as repeated her action on her other breast.

“Oh?” He groaned softly, raising an eyebrow.

“Mm, wanna see what I ordered?” A tease in her voice capturing his full attention. Reaching forward she unboxed the parcel, pulling out a lipstick shaped item. A twist of the base and Victor watched with wide eyes as it vibrated in her palm. 

His breath grew rapid as he hunched over in his chair, giving her instructions on what he wanted her to do. His hand pumping over his cock in time to her running the vibrator down her slit. 

He made a mess out of her and she made a mess on his office chair.

Reunited thigh rides.

They reunited in his office at LFG. He had a vital meeting with the board that could not be missed. She waited in his office until finally her favourite sound filled her ears. A sharp ‘Goldman,’ and the sound of oxfords clicking along the marbled floor.

“I missed you so much,” Her hands cupping his cheeks, whispered between kisses as his tongue grazed over her lip.

“I missed you too but-“ His hands were roaming her waist as she straddled him in his chair. It creaked slightly from the weight of them both. “I have to prepare,”.

“But you’ve had all this time away to prepare!” She whined, fingers now entwined in his raven hair. Touch starved of her boyfriend and already drunk off a few kisses.

“This meeting was sprung on me last minute, I really need to focus,” Trying to pull himself away to focus on the documents lying on his desk. He knew already from her body language what she was after, what she wanted. And he wanted nothing more to give that to her. But even if he stopped time to satisfy her, the longer it meant until he got home and could indulge in her properly. “Here,” shifting her weight so she was straddling one of his muscular thighs.

“I-!” She blushed, knowing exactly what Victor was giving her the opportunity to do.

“I don’t have long so either wait patiently or be a good girl and ride my thigh, I promise I’ll spoil you later,” Hidden lust in his voice but clearly visible in his eyes. The way the purple in them glistened at his words. 

Grinding down as her head dropped against his shoulder, one of his arms circling around her waist to hold her close. The perfect balance of friction from her panties and suit trousers rubbing against her as she rocked on him. 

“Oh fuck,” Her breath quickening as she sped up, her hands clasping to his jacket. Victor groaning as he placed kisses to her neck, keeping focus on both her and his work as he free hand scribbled down partly readable notes. 

It didn’t take long until she was whimpering in his hold, one final grind down and push up off his leg sent her hurtling over the edge. Her panties sticking to her damp core as she came, pulsing over nothing but feeling more satisfied than when she’d used her vibrator. 

Let me spoil you later.

The suggestion of a home cooked dinner, a drawn bubble bath and a massage was a kind one, one that made her heart and throbbing muscles melt at. 

“Here, lie down,” Victor held out his hand to guide her, a towel placed upon the bed for her lie. With her hair tied up in a messy bun, no embarrassment as she walked bare in front of him, only a pair of cotton panties resting upon her skin. The trust between her and him was one of a tight bond, something they’d had to work hard towards but paying off tenfold. Taking his extended hand, the mattress dipped as she rested on her stomach, crossing her arms and laying her head on its side on top of them. Watching in the full length mirror she could see Victor rolling up the sleeves of his black shirt, undoing his tie and placing it nearby as he undid a few buttons of his collar, allowing a sneaking tease of his collarbones to be exposed. All she’d done was look at him and she was already breath-less. He stole her breath as she did his, both them purely infatuated with each other, something Victor never believed he would feel with anyone and yet here he was. Utterly smitten and greatly in love. 

A range of oils with different purposes rested beside him, his personal favourite the rose scented one which matched the essential oils he had poured into the bath, leaving a dewy glow with the scent of winter roses heavy upon her skin. Roses being a symbol of their love, a flower stemming with thorns before budding into beauty, just like their relationship. Rubbing together his overly large palms, cupping them to his face as he blew hot breaths on them in an attempt to heat them up before squirting the rose oil on to them.

“Relax,” His voice softened as he brought his hands down to her shoulders, slowly kneading her skin as she melted under his touch. The first brush of his hand upon her sent electric shocks across both of them, a month apart with vague conversations to haul them over. Craving for each other's touch, longing to wake up with them beside them, to feel their lover’s warm embrace as they share lazy morning kisses. Victor lost himself in her touch, smoothing the oil across her skin until a moan pulled him out of his trance. 

“Oh…” Her back arching as he ran his hands down the soft contours of her lower back, his palms squeezing her skin as he kneaded it. Soft whimpers continue to fall from her as his touch becomes more possessive, a guilty arousal stirring within him at becoming turned on during this helpful gesture. 

“Oh like that…” Followed by a breath-taking gasp, his hands gliding all the way up her back to reach her shoulders. The warm softness of his lips falling to her neck as she melts into his actions. Unspoken lust and desire between them. 

He worked back to her back before moving on to the thighs, watching the way her body would tense slightly before relaxing. Arousal pooling deep in the pit of her stomach as he worked up closer and closer until he was lingering just beneath her bum. Her moans grew louder and louder as she tried to hide them into the pillow beneath her, but each one sent blood down to Victor’s cock until he was standing fully and painfully erect in his trousers. 

He felt embarrassed to be so painfully aroused, until she turned her head over her shoulder, her natural coloured eyes lost amongst a pool of glossy lust. A needing-ful ‘Victor’ was whispered and both of them knew just how much they both needed each other. 

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“Victor please,” Incoherent babbling fell from her, unsure what she was begging for at this point. The towel resting beneath her thighs was soaked through with her arousal, every time he pulled back to thrust in deep, more of the glossy liquid would drip down making a mess of her thighs and the towel. Taking her from behind, lying atop of her with a tilted angle of her hips, he eased his cock slowly into her, taking gentle to care to feel the stretch of her ease before rougher paces and desperate cries took over. Both lost in the heated touch and passion of one another, primal urges taking over. One hand wrapped around the curve of her waist, the weight of his body enough to keep in position as she took his cock deeper than ever before. His other hand intertwined a-top of hers as it gripped at the bed sheets below beside her face. His head thrusted against her cervix causing another wave of pleasure as she came for the second time. 

He cursed heavily, panting against the base of her neck as he tried his best to with-hold his climax but the tight squeeze of her walls, the whimpering moans and the month apart was proving to me too much. He spilled deep inside her when she moaned his name followed by, ‘I want you to come in me’, unable to stop himself as she whined heavenly at the heat flooding inside her. He rested against her, both heavily sweating as she turned her head to kiss him. His chest pushed against her back as they panted against each other before he pulled out, their thick mixture of spilled essence pooling out of her parted thighs as he rolled onto his back pulling her with him. Her eye’s fighting to stay open as she rested on his chest.

“I hope you think we’re not done,” A cheshire grin rose on his lips, hinting mischief at his lover, “We have a whole month to make up for,”.

Kinktober masterlist here.

#alloverkinktober #kinktober #mr love queen's choice #mr love victor #mr love queens choice victor #mlqc victor #victor smut #mlqc smut #mr love smut #mr love li zeyan #mlqc li zeyan #mr love mobile #mlqc victor li

[blitheringmcgonagall]

Nah, He Didn’t... Jilytober Prompt #25

 This is for @magic-girl-in-a-muggle-world who made the list of prompts and is a star 😘😘😘😘

Prompt #25:  7th Year Lily thinking James is no longer interested in her…

(Btw, I am not a fan AT ALL of James chasing after an unrequiting Lily for ages, that stalkerish behaviour is more Snape, if anyone, and in canon James only asks her out once, just reminding you all…)

                                                   Nah, He Didn’t 

It was freezing cold outside and Lily wrapped her fleece-lined cloak around her tightly as she wandered off towards the Great Lake on that blustery morning. She hadn’t slept particularly well, and she needed to wake up before starting school. She rubbed her tired eyes and yawned widely, then blinked. A fluffy, large, black dog was trotting towards her, wagging its tail joyfully.

“Ooooh, look at you!” she cooed warmly, hunkering down as the dog approached her. “Aren’t you a dote? Such a gorgeous dog!”

The dog barked enthusiastically as though in complete agreement.

“Of course you are,” Lily said, rubbing behind the dog’s ears. “I’m sure you get told that all the time!”

The dog made a sound half-way between a laugh and a bark, wagging its tail with enthusiasm.

“Big-headed git,” Lily snorted, ruffling the soft hair on the dog’s head affectionately.

The dog’s chin shot up.

“Oh, a bit defensive, are we?” Lily quipped.

The dog sniffed.

“Fair enough, unlike some big-headed gits, you actually have something to be vain about,” she said, with a sigh.

The dog cocked its head to one side, as though listening attentively. It did the trick.

“Don’t get me started,” Lily muttered crossly. “I really, really need to cop on and move on. I mean, there was a stupid rumour in Fifth Year that he liked me, which was bollocks.”

The dog’s eyes grey wide.

“Nah, he didn’t, utter bollocks,” Lily amended, sitting down on the damp ground with a huff. “But then last year, we were getting on really well, and I started seeing him differently, you know…”

The dog moved closer to her and his ears pricked up.

“Fine, I started liking him, as in, you know, liking liking him,” Lily said, as the dog’s eyebrows shot up. “Whatever, fancying him rotten, alright? Satisfied? Ugh! I’m such an idiot! I never hated him, not really, it’s just that we were always annoying each other, engaging in verbal battles and whatnot, I mean I think we both liked spending time with each other, despite the sassy remarks, or maybe because of them.”

She stared moodily ahead of her, which meant she missed the startled and frankly shocked look that the black dog gave her.

“Which was fine. It was nice being friends with James, he’s a nice person, you know?” she added.

The dog barked at her pointedly and thumped his tail against the ground.

“And then this year, when I heard he was Head Boy, I was delighted initially. We got to spend loads of extra time together and I got to see more sides to him and, and… and it’s been rubbish! I can’t concentrate on anything when he’s nearby, I keep seeing all these adorable sides to him that I never knew existed, and his bedroom is next door to mine. Next Door! You don’t want to know the number of times I’ve seen him come in from Quidditch practice with his uniform stuck to his toned abs and biceps and Merlin…”

She sighed deeply and the dog whined.

“Oh dear! Are you not feeling well?” Lily asked.

The dog groaned.

“And then after seeing him looking so hot, gone to bed and dreamt we had a row and made up and then I was tearing his quidditch uniform off and-“

The dog let out a huge yelp. Lily huffed with annoyance and ripped some blades of grass.

“So then as he’s so clearly not interested in my any more, if he ever really was-“

The dog dropped his head onto the grass and whined loudly.

“I decided the only way to address this was by us both dating other people. Excellent idea, I thought,” she said.

The dog looked at her as though she had grown two heads.

“Except it’s been an unmitigated disaster. Helping him get changed and deciding what to wear on his date with Miranda Carlisle? Helping him think of where to take Lelli Kumar on their first date? IT WAS A NIGHTMARE, Snuffles!”

The dog growled under his breath and sank his chin further into the grass.

“Well, I don’t know what your name is, love, and Snuffles is sweet,” Lily said, with a wicked grin at the grumpy looking dog.

“And as for asking James’ advice on what to wear on that cringeful date with Jack Meadows? Merlin, it was a disaster! The worst was probably the day we were both going on separate dates and spent an entire afternoon trying to be all supportive and encouraging with each other. I was so sick of it all, I said to him maybe we should just forget about our dates and go on a date together instead, save us all the hassle,” Lily said, making a face.

The dog sat up suddenly and his right ear shot up.

“How much more bloody obvious can you get, right? And he said yeah, we should,” Lily said, imitating James’ deeper voice and throwing herself down on her back with a huge sigh. “And then we both just stood there, like idiots, and went on our respective dates. I mean, he’s clearly not into me at all, is he?”

The dog let out a strangled sound.

“I know, so embarrassing! And another time when we were bitching about the stress of dating people you don’t know, I literally said I’d prefer to just go on a date with you James. And you know what he said?” Lily said, turning her neck to look at the dog.

“I’d go on a date with you any time you want, Evans, you just need to ask,” Lily said, mimicking James’ flirty tone and ruffling her hair.

The dog looked at her expectantly.

“So I said now would be nice, Potter, and he laughed and said please stop taking the piss, Evans, I can’t cope with you,” she groaned. “Well obviously I didn’t ask him again after that, not when he was just saying it to be nice!”

She huffed and stuck her hands behind her head. The dog flopped sideways onto the grass as though momentarily incapacitated.

“Bloody boys!” she muttered. “They’re all stupid!”

The dog gave a small bark, as though disagreeing.

“Take Sirius and Remus, both totally head over heels in love with each other, both totally clueless!” she said, rolling her eyes. “Honestly, I don’t know what either of them needs to do in order for the other one to realise it! Sirius sits in class gazing at the back of Remus’ head like he’s staring at a work of art, and Remus fell over his schoolbag cause he was staring at Sirius when he came in after a Quidditch match. I’m pretty sure Mc Gonagall knows it, she keeps giving them detention together for no good reason!”

The dog made a distressed sound, like it was choking, and Lily sat up.

“Are you alright, you poor thing?” she said, petting his back fondly, and watching as a particularly fit Quidditch Captain and Head Boy walked over towards them.

“He always looks particularly well in his tight quidditch top, showing off his toned forearms with the beautiful veins on the back of his hands and arms. I have a thing about his hands and his arms, and his eyes, and his smile,” she whispered to the dog, who made a hacking noise.

“You’re up early.”

“Couldn’t get back to sleep so I did some practice,” said James.

“If that dog’s annoying you, Evans, just send him on his way,” he added, folding the aforementioned beautiful arms, and looking at the dog with a raised brow.

The dog whined and squeezed in beside Lily.

“Leave him alone, Potter! Snuffles is a delight!” she glared back.

“Snuffles?” James snorted and beamed at the black dog. “Oh, Snuffles is pure joy.”

The dog sulked..

“You, er, you wouldn’t be available to help me with those prefect rosters later, would you, Potter?” she said, twisting her hair with embarrassment.

“Yeah, sure, no problem at all,” said James, looking at her wistfully. “I’m just going to shower before school starts.”

Lily stared after him.

“You know, you really aught to stop swooning over his arse, like an idiot, and ask him out, properly.”

“Sirius! Where did you spring out of!” Lily said, clearing her throat and giving him an unmerciful dig with her elbow.

“Ouch!” Sirius yelped, rubbing his arm fretfully. “I mean it.”

Lily rolled her eyes and linked her arm with his.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” she said. “Where did the cute dog go?”

“The cute dog who’s definitely not called Snuffles? I have no idea,” Sirius said breezily.

Lily looked around her distractedly.

“Lily, there’s something you should know,” Sirius said. “Boys are very, very stupid. Significantly more stupid than you’d expect. Never underestimate how stupid boys are.”

“Oh,” Lily said. “Right.”

“Right. Now. I dare you to ask James out, properly,” he said, raising his arched brow at her. “And if you do, I promise to ask out Remus Lupin.”

She stared at him.

“Well?” he said.

Her face split into a huge grin.

“Well, in that case, as a purely platonic thing, to help you two get your act together,” she beamed and squeezed his arm in excitement.

“Platonic, my arse,” Sirius said. “Shall we?”

Lily grit her teeth and nodded.

He grabbed her hand and raced with her towards the castle.

#jilytober 2020 #jilytober #jily #jily drabble #prompts #hope you like it #silly fluff

[amazingphilza]

DSMP!OC HEADCANNONS

i dunno if ppl on here make dsmp!ocs for themselves outside art but here’s my long list of headcannons?? idk what to call this, but assume all names have c! before it ofc :]

,, this is kinda messy & probably has a lot of plot holes but i just needed a space to write out all my thoughts LOL

also cw / ment of manipulation & ib: dsmp wiki <3

character origin :

previous life was the l’mantree :D

allegedly planted by schlatt, we will never know who’s my canonical parent(s)

reborn as a dryad after niki burns the l’mantree

i think being a dryad would fit especially since they’re typically nymphs of oak trees :]

appearance :

my character’s mc skin has long light brown hair & is seen wearing a flower crown with petals that are around the color of a pale violet and navy blue

clothing would consist of black shoes & a long light grey sweater that falls down to the legs and covers most of the hands which adorned with 2 black stripes on the upper arms

lore / history :

since my past life was the l’mantree, i would’ve known the ins and outs of the history when l’manburg was still standing, up until niki burned the tree

after witnessing everything, i’d hold a grudge on niki (+ allies?) and loyal to wilbur since he’s the whole person that made a meaning of the land of l’manburg

however i’d still be on edge w any side because i could sympathize with everyone to some extent after seeing some sort of distress from everyone at some point

i think seeing both sides of the spectrum when l’manburg/manburg still stood could change my perspective of some other characters

but at the same time, not everything was completely centered in l’manburg so i wouldn’t know the whole story of everyone’s character

i’m currently writing this just after tommy has left the prison & mostly everyone is treating him differently, so i’d try to befriend him by not showing that i dont care about his past & trauma but also not being fully faithful about our friendship ahaha,,,

he seems like the type that needs someone to see through his past history but tommy would definitely disapprove of my character visiting dream at the prison (i would do it anyway :))

vowing my current life to wilbur, i would help dream escape to revive wilbur & follow along with their plans of chaos

i don’t fully support dream but he is the only way to wilbur, making me comply with dream’s decisions

“growing up” in my past life and witnessing endless conflict, it is the only thing i know and understand; chaos

but i think during the process of helping dream & wilbur i’d keep my connection with them secret, being the person to obtain all the inside information they need

i could see myself as a type of equilibrium like ranboo but in a bad way, i don’t know how to explain it

but i would try befriending ranboo since he seems like he is involved in many things and would know a lot, despite his short term memory

unfortunately i’m not sure how much his character actually knows since i haven’t been able to watch his pov that much but i’m sure there’s a lot in his memory book...

to blend in as a normal person within the rest of the characters, i’d surround myself with connor a lot

not only because he needs more lore, connor is one of the “normal” citizens of the smp so i believe being with him doesn’t bring as much attention to myself, unlike people that’s related to the egg and their noticeable features after associating themselves with the egg

he is currently only on bad terms with techno which is rly good when comparing that to other characters and their relationships with other people

connor could probably sense my real intentions eventually & tell everyone else that i’m not who i say i am but if that’s my flaw & my downfall is caused by connor, so be it! sorry dream & wilbur

i feel like for being a young dryad, i’d still fool around with dream/wilbur & help give tommy an small “advantage” to defeating the two ?

like yes i’m supposed to be on your side but where’s the fun if tommy can’t do anything to begin with?

i honestly don’t know if wilbur was revived he’d actually be his vassal but let’s assume that happens, but either way i’m with wilbur on his decisions

but ya dream seems like the type to punish me for helping tommy and send me to the afterlife to learn & become smarter like wilbur had done or smth

in the end, i just want to give tommy bits and pieces that tease him from ending all the wars and problems he has been faced with

like here’s some info about dream and wilbur but it won’t be no where close to enough

but who knows, ghostbur said ‘villains are just heroes that aren’t convinced yet’ & maybe tommy could eventually grow on me & change my ways,,

maybe me fooling around & teasing tommy with answers he’s been searching for is a way to mask that i want to be a good person

ok but imagine after knowing so much about dream/wilbur, the revive book, & the afterlife & then i switch sides,,,

surely if tommy can’t put and end to them, dream would make sure i’m gone for good instead

but also if me & connor are in good terms & he’s canonically a necromancer & can bring ppl back to life,,,,

personality :

to all besides dream & wilbur, i’d try to act passive and friendly on the outside to get on everyone’s good side

however under the mask i am more mischievous & strive to cause more problems for everyone on the server from the inside out

in a way, i’ve taken up some of dream’s manipulative personality but still very understanding

i’d like to think of my character as a good listener,, trying to do less talking than others so i do not open up about my true self and intentions

i’ve seen rumors about schlatt & mexican dream also being revived along with wilbur & i feel like i’d have some soft spot for schlatt & pick up a few things from his own character, not sure what though

schlatt planted l’mantree theory, dad!schlatt au part 2 !! /j

because of my character’s closed off and quiet personality, i feel like i’d be pretty analytical

i would know how to slip between the cracks with some characters & notice the smallest things to make them question themselves

maybe my character is good at holding their composure, and not that susceptible to being “emotional” in a way so it’s easier to face people

like i understand when a situation is sad, etc but i can’t show emotion towards how i feel about it (i don’t know if that makes sense but ya!)

i wanna try to elaborate more,, like imagine my character before tommy visits the prison, i would be unfazed from when i found out he died to the point he’s released and we find out he’s been revived

everything is a constant blur hehe

i just can’t fully process everything i guess? i dunno if that’s helpful but yeah!

in the end though, my moral compass has been very tainted; despite wanting to show my loyalty, it can be slightly easy to sway me, making me internally feel guilty to other people

but me trying to get on everyone’s good side to impress wilbur/dream to seem useful to them would ruin me before i would even realize that i’m another “pawn”

we know damn well dream is faking it till he “makes it” but yk,,

but i’d be stuck in this kind of dilemma of not knowing what thoughts are my own or just something trickled down from wilbur or dream

there’s like maybe something that clicks in my head like “maybe i wanna think for myself for once” or smth

like who am i really?

powers , bonuses , etc :

since dryads can technically manipulate plants in some ways, theoretically i could control the blood vines to some extent ???

i’m pretty sure dryads can communicate with plants so i could understand what the blood vines are saying as well

maybe i could get a good sense of what the egg is all about and stuff

assuming that i understood anything that was happening with the egg in the first place but anyway—

i guess similar to ranboo like how he can’t really be around water without some type of amour or something, it would make sense for me to primarily reside in a type a forest or be near one ?? who knows

seems a bit morbid in a way because of the whole history but if i can somehow easily get rid of the blood vines without it affecting me (if there is still some there) i think it would be kinda pretty to build a tree base in the middle of the l’manburg crator (iskall tease)

like it can show a sign of some rebirth, not the same government repeated once again but a new era in general

you know how you see like destruction years after it the disaster or smth happened and it gets all overgrown with plants and stuff? ya that’s what i’m going for in my head (mumbo jumbo s7 tease)

i know it’s covered in glass already but i dunno, some broken glass and a giant tree emerging from the whole thing and all the rubble seems cool

i’m not a good builder but i have the vision LMAO

omg puffy is like a sheep human hybrid im pretty sure & like there’s a specific type of dryad that are a protector of sheep & other animals?? i’m not exactly sure but that seems like an interesting element to incorporate somehow

also glatt randomly planting a oak sapling in quackity’s lore stream yes pls feed my nonexistent dsmp character lore /j

i honestly dunno how to incorporate the fact dryads can turn shapeshift into trees when trying to escape something but i read something that if a dryad stays in a tree form for too long they’ll forget who they are and stay stuck as a tree?? which like woah that’s cool & some material but at the same time what—

since everyone’s backstory is kinda a mess, mr beast parent tease bc he planted a bunch of trees /hj

i have realized wilbur saying like “the whole reason i built this nation is gone” & blowing up everything or whatever is kinda a plot hole in like ‘why would i follow wilbur if/when he’s revived when he said this?’ but i’d like to think he was the one that made some meaning of the area lmanburg was on, which includes the lmantree

like he was the one that started everything and created that sentiment of that land, and however he views it now is how i would see it now

he gave meaning to my past life and now in my current life, i feel this obligation to repay him for it

not really lore bc i think it was cc!tommy talking to cc!ranboo about his height & age when he first joined but yk it would funny to make my dsmp character than his just to slightly spite him anyway

canonically 6’4 dryad yes . /hj

also i have no idea anything about hannah and her lore but we do be flower buddies :D

also omg like this isn’t at all important but the way ranboo can pick up grass blocks will just have me at awe, i dunno seems in theme with the forest/plant stuff

and i remember reading like there was something about dryads and apples but i can’t remember but i’d give tommy a bunch of apples /hj

apples am i right chat,,,,,

i’ll just have infinite apples in my inventory, like kill me in game, not like losing lives kinda deal but just in general and boom stacks of apples

“bee i get you’re half tree but do you just poop apples out like they’re nothing??” “girls don’t poop” /j

ok but like no matter how many streams i watch i cant grasp where everything is but omg but no if i was new to the server & stuff, canonically & not, i would feel my character to be the curious kind to explore everywhere

like besides a mini tour from some other person in the server, since my character only knows things in the bounds of lmanburg, i’d go off exploring different places like pogtopia, the sewers, showchester, etc

i feel like my character would be really into history, like they would have questions about what happened to lmanburg after the last war? what was life like before wilbur? what was the whole history about the antarctic empire? i dunno but reading a bunch of books from a library seems really interesting

oh but in theory, me and tubbo are loosely related if you wanna count schlatt as my “dad” because he supposedly planted the lmantree ???

i mean could make sense but it seems like a stretch

also if my character ever got close to schlatt, i’m not sure if this is canon, but i swear one time he mentioned how the whole dsmp sever is just a game/server in a game & he’s the only one that knows that ??? but like imagine if i found that out canonically,,,,,

big existential crisis pls

and i’m not 100% sure how dryad shifting works with like going from female to tree form and stuff but if i’m able to morph into different girls on the server & act as them,,,, the about of problems that can cause in the lore omg

lemme frame niki real quick and get inside information /j

oh ya and like hey bee do you support the government then? yes but no. whatever my “fav” person is canonically (assuming this is based in the beginning of this whole hc) whatever wilbur thinks, i think. head empty. but subject to change as the dsmp storyline progresses and stuff :]

ngl i wanna throw in some like random lore that doesn’t make sense to throw people off but i can’t think of anything

not actually really lore related but my choice of stream music like how ranboo has his undertale stuff that makes everyone cry, i will have in love with a ghost

yup i like in love with a ghost sm & i’m pretty sure their music is like not dmca too which yay but yk theoretically never gonna stream on the dsmp but still a fun aspect to think of bc i love listening to music & it’s very impactful to a story & associating something to it makes it more meaningful :D

like i could imagine the chill pop lofi piano stuff fits witha few lore streams of like exploring the whole smp before my character would really go out with being this lost villain in a way?

tubbo’s gangnam style who?

like i feel like i made my character bad/evil so they could have potential to get better in the future

on one hand, i’ll end up w dream and/or wilbur for the rest of my life, which is okay but i could also switch to be with tommy or even disregard all of them and be with techno/phil or quackity & potentially schlatt even who knows

also i cant wait for more connor lore tho, like as much as i tried to make my character give him more content i wanna see how everything goes with him having connections to schlatt & stuff

anyway i would’ve made concept art for my character but i honestly don’t rly like my art currently but who knows LMAO

and lastly if u read all of this ily /p

i might update this later when there’s more lore but ya

#bee for dream smp 2021 /j #dsmp headcanon #dream smp oc #dreamsmp headcanon #dsmp hc #mcyt x oc #dsmp x oc

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

I really want to read the post where you say "why Ravenclaw is the House that suits MC the most in the main story" but I dont find it

I haven’t ever made a full length post about it, come to think of it. I’ve talked about it in previous Ask responses but admittedly I have quite a few of those. So I suppose now is as good a time as any! 

Ultimately, HPHM’s story is designed so that any House can work for Jacob’s Sibling. Obviously, no one House is “canon” over the others. But in my personal opinion, certain Houses do make more sense for different reasons. Everything can change based on how you characterize MC, but setting aside the dialogue choices, they tend to have a general personality that fills in for most of the scenes. It’s average, a kind of “everyman” type. And certain choices can arguably be considered “canon” when they’re the ones that are free, placed next to choices that are locked behind attributes or friendship checks. That is the general vision of MC that I’ll be analyzing. 

But first, the characters. 

One of the primary reasons that MC fits Ravenclaw the best in the Main Story is because there are several characters who are aligned to MC in their Sorting. They always follow MC to whatever House they go to. Thus it becomes a question of which house suits them the most. Rowan Khanna, I think, speaks for them-self. I could see them in any House but they are a Ravenclaw through and through. I bet the only reason they ever get Sorted anywhere else is because they ask the Hat to let them follow MC. They are absolutely brilliant, with a love of reading and learning new things. They’re eccentric as well, deeply creative and good at coming up with plans. They dream of being a Professor, and they turn to books above all else. Next we have Jacob. Another character who could go anywhere based on interpretation, but he strikes me as a Ravenclaw too. Several of the options you can give when expressing speculation about him suggest that the reason he probably investigated the Vaults in the first place was his thirst for knowledge, his desire to know their secrets. To be specific, his stubborn and obsessive need to know. I feel like Jacob couldn’t let this go until he had learned all of the hidden magic and secrets of the Vaults, until he realized far too late that he was in over his head, mixed up with R and everything. 

Then there is Flitwick. A canon Ravenclaw of course, and one of the four Heads of House. It could be coincidental, but even if it is, Flitwick is easily the most developed of the Heads of House within this game. McGonagall is totally in character, but she’s part of the sideline outside of a small section of Year 2. Sprout contributes absolutely nothing, and Snape is likewise in character, but lacking anything to do until Rakepick shows up. Flitwick prepares MC for the first duel with Merula and gives them counsel. I suppose it’s not that much more than McGonagall teaching them the revealing spell in Year 2, but this felt so much more personal. You have the chance to make a promise to Flitwick, and either keep it or break it. In Year 4, he is I think the only teacher to speak up in Rakepick’s defense, and this leads into even further development of his character. By Year 5, he starts to warn MC not to investigate the Portrait Curse, but stops mid-sentence as he realizes that nothing he can say will stop them. I bring all of this up because Flitwick being such a fleshed out character in this game kind of goes hand in hand pretty well with the idea that he is MC’s Head of House. He is the only Head who shows the slightest bit of remorse when banning MC from Hogsmeade. With him, you really get the sense that he’s being overruled and doesn’t agree with it. That he’s in MC’s corner. And god I love him.  I won’t stray too far into the Quidditch characters, but I will say that Murphy and Orion are two other characters that stick with MC, who I could very much see as Ravenclaws, both in different ways. But still, it’s Jacob and Rowan who are most important in affecting the story.

Which brings me to the story itself. 

Hogwarts Mystery is different from the story of Harry Potter. This is the tale of Jacob and his Sibling. In HP, we know from the beginning who the villain is, that he’s an evil monster. We know what he wants, and that he failed. It gets fleshed out more later but everything you need to know is in that first book. We see him, he clashes with Harry, and loses. The books are a hero’s journey. A story of good versus evil. They do have mystery aspects, each of the books has a mystery told within it’s pages. But the overarching story is not about what’s hidden in the trapdoor, or who opened the chamber of secrets. It’s about Harry and Voldemort’s rivalry, their hero/villain dynamic. Everyone knew going into DH that Harry would defeat him in the end because that’s how these things go. OOTP basically confirmed it but most fans had known for years. 

HPHM is different. 

There are heroic moments, and Merula in particular compares MC to being a “hero.” But nothing they do is heroic in the same way as Harry. They both take active roles in the story but in different ways. Harry is still reactionary. He takes it upon himself to solve the problems, but he still waits until the problems show up. MC plans to open the Vaults even before the Curses show themselves. They arrive at Hogwarts with a goal in mind, finding Jacob. And with Hogwarts Mystery, the overarching story is not a hero’s journey. Because MC is so much more ambiguous than Harry. It might seem redundant to say that this story is a Mystery, but it is. An ongoing investigation, the unraveling of a conspiracy. Learning the truth about just what went down during Jacob’s years at Hogwarts. By HBP, Voldemort was such a familiar presence that we were learning the ins and outs of his childhood, right down to how his parents met. By Year 6, we still have no idea what R really is, or what they want. We don’t even know what it stands for. The black and white of the books, the heroes and the villains...that’s all replaced with shades of gray. Jacob is constantly in the gray. So is Rakepick, at least at first. Don’t get me started on Merula. Ben is another character who is definitely good, but has gone through such a roller coaster about who he is and whether he can be trusted. 

Then there’s the ambiguity of MC them-self. The hints that they don’t share everything with people, are prone to tricking others, and for all we know, might wind up on the Dark Side someday. I’ll admit, this can also lend itself well to MC being a Slytherin, and indeed there are dialogue choices that are locked behind being one. But I still feel as though MC playing detective throughout this entire game, that whole premise lends itself pretty damn well toward a Ravenclaw MC. They’re trying to defeat the bad guys, but their main method of preparing for that fight is not train up an army of students, it is to investigate the Vaults, and investigate R. Even going as far as to work with Wizarding police. Granted, I know Harry poked around a lot too. And MC does form the Circle of Khanna, just like how Harry formed Dumbledore’s Army. Both of them do exhibit both behaviors, but MC specializes in covert investigation more than preparation for combat. Again, at least they do so in the main story. The Circle of Khanna was not meant to be like Dumbledore’s Army, at least not in concept. MC first conceived it as the idea of standing toe to toe with the Cabal by having a secret organization of their own. I know that didn’t really land perfectly in actual practice but that was the whole idea. And if there’s one thing MC has a constant stream of, it’s ideas. Not always the right ones, not always fast enough, but they do have them, and these ideas steer the plot. In the main story and otherwise. 

It’s probably a bit cheap to get meta, but so be it. 

I can’t help but notice how, if we take every other contribution to the Potterverse into account...well then, we’ve got a Gryffindor Protagonist in the form of Harry. We’ve got a Slytherin Protagonist in the form of Albus Severus. And a Hufflepuff over in Fantastic Beasts with Newt Scamander. If MC is a Ravenclaw, then that completes the quartet. But there’s another Quartet out there as well - that of the Original Four. Rowan, Ben, Penny, and Merula. The Year 1 characters and the OG leads of the Hogwarts Mystery story. Notice anything about them? We have a Hufflepuff, a Gryffindor, and a Slytherin...but no Ravenclaw. None that is, unless MC, and therefore Rowan by extension, is a Ravenclaw. MC being Sorted into the House of Eagles completes both of these groups. I dunno, I just find it curious that unless the Player goes to Ravenclaw, the first student character we meet in that House shows up in Year 3. Because Jam City wrote in some amazing characters for Ravenclaw. My love of Tulip Karasu is well documented, but I also think Talbott is pretty damn fascinating. Andre and Badeea rock too! Ravenclaw is also a relatively neutral House. I’ve said before that HPHM ignores the House rivalries, and that’s easiest to incorporate in the House of Eagles, which mostly keeps to itself. It would not be socially strange for a Ravenclaw to have so many friends from different Houses. I’m not saying a Slytherin MC couldn’t befriend Ben, for example, but he’s a Muggle-born Gryffindor and that would be a big deal to everyone else. Again, not saying it couldn’t happen, just that it would turn heads and people within Slytherin might go as far as to treat MC like a traitor. I like this premise, but...would Felix seriously help MC prepare to fight Merula, a fellow Slytherin, on behalf of someone like Ben? There are other trivial problems, like the question of two male Prefects if MC is Gryffindor, etc. 

But that’s just a few thoughts. Again, there’s clearly no “canon” House, and neither of my MCs are even in Ravenclaw. But I think it’s fun to explore the idea as Ravenclaw is a House that, I think, is sorely needing development.

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[alexlabhont]

I didn’t mean to fall in love with you

Chapter eleven

Book: Queen B - Choices (Universe)

Pairing:  Poppy Min-Sinclair x Trans!Male MC (Beck Hughes)

Genre: Canon re-write (Because I can)

Rating: Anyone can read it, really

Tags: @dopeyouth @theymakemegayer @save-me-the-last-dance @poppysmc (If anyone want to be tagged in or removed, just tell me)

This is me trying to write by and for the Trans community, specially FTM community, meaning, trans guys, but I actually took the liberty to use They/them pronouns for everyone out there who´s interested (Also, the name Beck was the most neutral one I could find, trying to use the cannon Bea Hughes)

If you have any comment, PLEASE BE RESPECTFULL and patient with me. This is also my first english fanfic and english is not my mother language, so… i’m sorry fo the grammar errors. I also installed recently Grammary, so… hope its worth it.

This chapter contains some sensitive topics about tragedies and sex insinuations, I really didn't want to write it down with details both out of respect. I mean, personally, I didn't want to explain what's "under" in a fanfic, but if you do have doubts or curiosity, ask away in chat, especially if you are starting hormones, there is a lot for you to know about down there because it definitely changes something. Also, this other topic might touch a nerve and I really didn't do it without respect to the victims, so I'm sorry if it feels like that.

Previously

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Staten Island it’s the third-largest borough in New York, but it is the least populated. The northern part of the island is the most urbanized, with some areas of somewhat decayed housing blocks that didn’t attract attention at all. It was… ok? quiet? She wasn’t sure exactly what to say about that place, but what was another thing she wasn’t sure about? Well...

“Are you not going to tell me what are we doing?” Poppy asked once again, feeling irritated as they both walked through the breeze but warm streets. At first, she thought they were taking the bus but Beck asked something to a random guy and started walking for a really, really long time, what was all this about? Beck looked tense, kind of nervous, and that alone made her feel strange, unnerved. "Are you alright?" Poppy asked again, but this time she sounded worried.

"Yeah, I'm just…" They exhaled in an attempt to draw their nerves away from themself. "I'm pretty nervous. I've never done this before." Beck chuckled.

"Do what?" Poppy frowned, curiosity floating in her mind strongly, to be honest, she had never seen them so tense before, even though they were trying to look calm. Beck smirked and took her by the hand.

"Come on, I have to show you something."

"Is it too far?"

"Are you already tired?" Beck replied, mocking her with that sassy smile of theirs.

"Me? Absolutely no." She said, raising an eyebrow. "I could literally go for miles."

"I'll have to prove that myself." Beck winked and she couldn't help but laugh.

"You're a dimwit."

"Yeah" they shrugged. "I'm cute, though.”

“Barely.” She rolled her eyes, trying to suppress a smile but failing in the process so Beck laughed at it. Suddenly an unexpected drop felt swiftly in her nose, making her look up to the sky where a big, grey cloud was still above their heads. Soon, she felt raindrops in her hair, her clothes, her shoes!

“Oh, shoot. This is not good…” Beck said while they both walked faster, reaching out for cover in a shop awning.

“You think? These Jimmy choo are not even in the market yet!”

“Well, we don’t want them to be ruined, don’t we?."

"Of course not! What kind of dumb ques—"

Poppy didn't get to end the sentence, Beck took her by the wrist and started running full speed and nonstop. "Beck!" She screamed, the rain pouring down her body while that asshole laughed like a devilish kid. "Beck Hughes, let go of me this instant!!"

"We're almost there!" She heard them saying without turning to see her.

"Where are you taking me?!"

Beck slowed down little by little until they both stopped in front of a tiny, old, yellow house with barely two floors. Beck took the keys out of their pockets and opened the door, allowing Poppy to get inside the dark and quiet place.

“So… here we are.” Beck spoked turning on the lights.

The place that received them was the living room, but it was not an ordinary living room, it had neon lights currently exposing a purple color, a keyboard piano, a couple of guitars, and an old-fashioned mended couch with a lot of patches over black leather that actually looked really well together. The walls were exhibiting posters, framed cool landscape black and white photographs, and a Youtube silver plaque. She recognized the place right away.

“Wait… this is the place where you record your music.” She asked. Poppy watched Beck’s videos a lot recently at first the blonde was searching for information, then, to find a flaw to criticize with Chloe, but sooner rather than later Poppy found out… Beck was actually a really good musician, so sometimes when she was completely sure she was alone she’d listen to their songs while doing cardio or homework or whatever she was doing. “I was wondering where you found the location.”

“Yes… but also no. I mean, I do the videos here, but I have an audio booth upstairs. It’s actually a quiet neighborhood so it came in handy.” Beck took off their jacket, reaching out their hand to ask for Poppy’s. They both were wet, but not a lot, her shoes survived perfectly because they entered the house before a loud thunder sounded, followed by a deluge. “Damn, we do really dodge a bullet out there.”

“Yeah.” Poppy said, hugging herself. Without her coat, she felt a little cold. “Do you own this place?”

"No, this is my uncle’s." Beck whispered with reverence and a sad smile on their face. "My dad's little brother. He passed away."

"I— I'm sorry, Beck…" she managed to say, clueless about what exactly would someone do in this kind of situation.

"I didn't remember much about him, but my mom says he used to make these guitars out of plastic bottles as gifts for me to play them. She said I would go to the kitchen and play one for her to hear. She also said the sound was awful and she begged him to stop making them." Beck's smile was soft, turning on the heating, proud even though they were chuckling a little, spreading the same smile to Poppy. " 'I'm telling you, this little pal has talent.' he would say."

"Sounds to me like he made it to annoy your mom instead." Poppy said jokingly.

"Totally, he was a prankster." Beck replied, the emotions coming out from their eyes were difficult to tell. "And was one of the few dudes back at Farmsville that didn't want to settle down. The black sheep in every family… and the reason why my parents didn't want me to be here." Beck clutched their jaw, walking away from there to the kitchen. Poppy followed them in silence, feeling like it was something very private for Beck, seeing that vulnerable side of them again, but not hiding this time. "He was murdered years ago here in New York in a shooting. In Farmsville shootings don’t happen, so… They said it was dangerous going out of the farm to the big cities. That he brought this on himself... Took this out of the wrong way." The anger in Beck's voice was palpable in the air.

"Seriously? How can they be so selfish?" Poppy asked, how can someone be so fucking self-centered and dumbass to take a tragedy and blame it on one family member? She thought these things happened exclusively around that bunch of tight-ass people inside her parents’ social circle, but not inside a family farm.

"Back at home is different from here. Is a small town where everyone knows each other. They love routine and hard work and the good customs and shit… So when anyone goes against it… well— it's not funny."

Something clicked inside Poppy's mind.

"But then… How are you here?" Beck smiled but it didn't reach out to their sad eyes.

"Because I almost got killed."

Shock. Poppy couldn't help but feel agitated, her heart pounding loud against her chest and that same protective feeling that almost made her stab Bennett crawled its way towards her own core.

"What?" Poppy babbled, froze. Beck shrugged, with a weird grin as if they didn't know where to start, they caressed their neck, searching for the better way to put the puzzle together. They reach out for Poppy's hand, and she took it right away intertwining her fingers with Beck's.

"Coffee?" They asked. "It seems we will be stuck in here for a while.”

"It sounds nice." The words abandoned her mouth so fast that she even surprised herself, another red alarm ringed inside her mind, but now was not the time, so she ignored it again. Beck smiled and turned on a little coffee maker, bringing two mugs in silence. They both sat down on the surprisingly comfortable couch, Beck’s eyes were attentive at the black drink and the tension was still over their shoulders, she could see it so easily that Poppy wished for someone to take that weight out of Beck, so she took both cups and put them aside, sitting over Beck’s lap and intertwining her fingers with theirs, playing with them. Beck smiled a little and took a deep breath.

"I started to realize something was off inside of me when I was in high school. I mean, ‘till that day I was considered normal. I was the kind of child that played sports, climbed trees, and did hard work gladly. You know, average farm kid." Beck said, but even as they seemed to be calm, Poppy could feel the sweat in their palm, and a little shivering all over their body. "But I grow older and changes came, and puberty and—"

"Hey" Poppy stopped them from talking faster and faster. "You don't have to"

"I want to. " Beck interrupted, begging Poppy with their eyes. "I want you to know my past. I mean… if you want me to tell you, that is."

Poppy could have thought anything at that moment. She could have thought that she made it, that she had accomplished her very goal and knew she was about to have first-hand information to use against Farmsville, that she was spectacular for making it this far. She could have thought that now nobody would take her number one spot from her, or that she loved to have a new puppy to use in any way she wanted. But no.

All in what she could think about was Beck's heart opening up to her, trusting her for real this time. The connection intertwining both of them in a way that made her skin chill. Third alarm, but she muted it again.

"So? What are you waiting for? Go on." Poppy rolled her eyes, Beck had a goofy expression for a couple of seconds until Poppy smiled, squishing slightly their hands for reassurance. Beck's eyes glowed happily in which was the cutest gesture Poppy saw from someone that wasn't a dog in her entire life.

"I managed to handle myself a little for a while, but it definitely didn't last long. I was so afraid, I felt lost, and insecure. I didn’t know what was happening to me, why did I feel that way, trapped in my own skin... I stopped having friends because everyone could see how weird I was and nobody wanted to talk to me, except for this one girl: Bree Matthews."

Beck’s jaw tightened, their eyes wandering all over the place because of the nervousness.

“So, Bree and I started to hang out. Chill some time round. We were close, I mean, really, really close. She was the one who I told about my dysphoria first, and she was totally supportive. She helped me understand what I was going through, sometimes she would borrow her brother’s old clothes to give them to me and helped me pick my very first short haircut. Bree was my safe space in a town where I’d be mistreated just to use a bathroom. I kinda felt for her… so one night into the forest I kissed her. And~ it wasn’t a good idea.”

“What happened?”

“Well~ Daniel and his gang came into the picture and intimidated her, so she sold me as a pervert, a weirdo, among other… awful things. Can’t blame her, Daniel was a wrecked truck whenever he wanted so… yeah. My family found me eight hours after, all beat up from head to toes. I was unconscious and with an actually broken rib.” Beck tried to joke, but it was so bad at timing it actually made it worse for Poppy to hear. “I~ I almost die.” Beck sighed, as if with that they could put all that behind. “Anyway so she apologized to me through a phone call because she wanted to kiss me too but, you know, shit happens; I got better and now I’m in New York doing what I love so… Happy ending, right? It was funny, they didn’t let me use the bathroom but they all thought I was “male enough” to beat the crap out of me ever since.”

Poppy stopped playing with Beck’s hands, making them do the same. They told the end of the story so lightly as if they were talking about a T.V. show they just watched and not some really cruel harassment they went through for a long time. The strawberry blonde was a lot of things, bad things, but the things that beast did to Beck just because of their dysphoria? That was a whole new level that Poppy would never stoop into.

“How can you joke about things like that?”

“Well, I figured I had two ways to address the problem: Being insecure or making the most out of this. That’s why I do music. Yeah, my songs don’t talk about the transgender community directly, but I make sure everybody knows who am I. What I am. I write songs for people out there that feel just the same as I do. Not only transgender people, but the whole LGBTQ+ also needs representation! Folks having their back! And if I can reach at least one soul and show them that no matter how they were born, they can make it… Hell, I could die happily.”

The fire in their eyes, the passion radiating strongly from their body, from their words. It was impossible for Poppy to look away from Beck. Of course, Beck didn’t care about a spot in the T list, or and stupid award. Beck was more into their music, making their voice be heard. That was why they did claim to care less about competition, Beck was climbing their way to the top because of their conviction and resilience. It was curious how the more she learned about Beck, the more she felt drawn to them.

“You are so brave, do you know that?”

“And it only took me a delicate rib and trust issues.” Beck claimed proudly as if it was a bargain.

“Trust issues? Beck, you’re one of the most confident people l know!” They began to laugh, the blonde could feel their laughter below her because of the slight belly-shaking. “It’s irritating.”

“I am really amazing myself.” Poppy rolled her eyes at the flirty smirk Beck flashed towards her. “But I’m not insecure about myself… most of the time. I do have a hard time trusting in people. I mean, Daniel didn’t have a hold on me… Bree, on the other hand…” Beck shrugged. “But I do trust you, Poppy.”

Something inside the blonde felt off, those words accompanied by that good-natured smile made Poppy feel a bit guilty. Like, yeah, she was just trying to archive exactly that for her own benefit, it should feel like a win, right? But no.

“You haven’t done anything wrong, yet.” She said to herself. “For all we know, this is just some casual date.”

Maybe… give up? Maybe actually try and date Beck?

What could possibly go wrong?

“I trust you too, Beck.” She replied without a doubt. So she tossed her golden locks over one shoulder, leaning down to kiss Beck’s lips. She soon felt them kissing her back, sweetly, calmly at first but then it was obvious they both needed more than that. Poppy let go of Beck’s hands to place hers in their Beck, while they grabbed her by the waist. The heat soon took over her body, especially after they responded to it by biting Poppy’s bottom lip, making her moan. Poppy knew right away there was a change in Beck’s behavior, they were more confident, more secure, they actually felt ready and she had to say, that was a very welcome and pleasing development. But they were shaking still.

“What 's wrong? You don’t want to—?”

“No. No, it 's not it. It 's just…” Beck took a deep breath avoiding Poppy's gaze for a second before looking at her pleading while keeping hold on her. “I don’t want you to see me differently when you look at what I have beneath the clothes.” They confessed.

“I won’t. I promise.” She said, caressing the hair in the back of their nape. “This is just you, with all letters.” She smirked, trying to lighten the mood and she succeeded. Beck grinned from ear to ear, relieved, kissing her passionately, hungry and the Poppy did the same, tasting their tongue with hers. The caresses between the two became more intense and she couldn’t stand the fever growing anymore, so she took the edges of their favorite black t-shirt and pulled up, revealing Beck torso for the very first time.

She understood right away what Beck meant. Cutting through their chest there it was a thin, darker line, a scar that was slowly healing, but nevertheless it was there easy to pinpoint. It was strange, she had seen a lot of those mastectomy scars on google but Beck chest looked different somehow, strong, gym crafted, and the scar actually was interesting, sexy even.

“I don’t know what you were so scared of, Hughes. Hell, you’re hot as fuck, I hate you.”

Beck chukled, their confidence coming back.

“Yeah, well… There is not an ugly part on this body afterall.” They grinned.

“I’m going to erase that obnoxious smirk of yours.”

“You will?” Beck grabbed a hold on Poppy’s hair and pulled slightly but demanding backwards, exposing her neck to them to kiss and lick, causing a shaking sigh that turned the heat even higher for both. “Show me then.” They whispered over her skin, their breath brushing bristling her body.

Poppy pushed them down on the couch, kissing them hardly. This was war now, and she would definitely win.

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Next

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[mira--mira]

When and why do you think Madara gave up the dream of the village, or did he have it in the first place? Since its implied that Hashirama tired to make peace the second he became clan head only for Madara to refuse him until Izuna's death. Why do you think it took Madara so long to agree when he dreamt of it with Hashirama when they were young. Or do you think that he was just humoring Hashirama when they were young and never had that dream?

Ooh I have a lot of thoughts on this! Okay, so first of all I whole-heartedly believe Madara and Hashirama shared the same dream when they were young. I’d even argue that Madara started to have it first. In Hashirama’s flashbacks (which my god, I wish we had Madara’s perspective on that so much) to me it seems like he’s frustrated with the fighting and the war but can’t quite vocalize the idea of peace. It’s when he meets back up with Madara and Madara tells him to trust someone you need to know their guts and presents that as the unlikely but ultimate way to make peace that Hashirama latches onto the idea and then they develop the idea for the village specifically together until it becomes their dream, and once Madara abandons it, becomes “only” Hashirama’s.

As for why Madara didn’t agree immediately when he became clan head, I have different two different theories, and a whole lot of realisitc overlooked complications. The first and most bitter theory is at this point in the overall narrative the ‘Uchiha are genetically pre-dispositioned to evil’ theme has picked up steam and the reincarnation reveal is right around the corner. To make Naruto’s ultimate triumph of ‘winning Sasuke back to the side of good’ the most meaningful, Hashirama and Madara (and Asura and Indra before them) had to fail by the narrative design. Naruto is the child of prophecy and the reincarnation of ninja jesus, he’s the Most Special right now. None of this is helped by the fact that we don’t get Madara’s side. We don’t know why Madara refused peace. If that was explained, if Madara even referenced it in his fight with Hashirama I would be less bitter and more inclined to believe there was actual narrative weight in that decision. But it’s not and while I love part 1 baby Naruto with all my heart, ever since the child of prophecy plot point was brought up and all throughout the war arc I am most happy when we are not following him because the world bends to accommodate him as the mc more than usual at the detriment to other characters.

Now for a not bitter theory, with the scraps were given and a lot of guessing lol. Madara’s decision not to accept peace immediately once he becomes clan head, should narratively tie into why he broke off his friendship with Hashirama in the first place. We know the river confrontation happened, but we don’t know how the Uchiha discovered was meeting Hashirama, or their reaction to it. Personally, I love good dad Tajima, but realistically I think his reaction would be similar to Butsuma’s. Madara would be threatened with being labeled a traitor to the clan. However, the real crux for me would be Izuna. Izuna is Madara’s main priority from what we can tell. If Tajima suggested, or threatened, that Madara’s meetings with Hashirama would directly lead to Izuna’s death...I can see that being a greater fear for him. Neither Madara or Hashirama would want to be banished from their clans but the knowledge that his friendship with Hashirama was the cause of his brother’s death would be the single worst outcome for Madara. Cue the actual river confrontation, with Tobirama and Izuna clashing and then both dads trying to kill the other’s kid that was Madara’s worst-case come true. I don’t think he went into the confrontation with the intention of breaking his friendship with Hashirama. They both tried to leave early to prevent the confrontation after all. But when it happened and Madara was faced with that...he did the only thing he could think to do to protect his brother even at the cost of his own happiness. The agony of that choice was the Sharingan moment for me. From there it gets blurry but the way I see Madara is he felt he couldn’t go back on that decision and he internalized it. He made it and getting close to Hashirama again, listening to him and accepting peace, would still ultimately lead to his brother’s death. This could explain why after Izuna died, he gave it one last go and when he was defeated ultimately accepted peace. His worst case had come true. Izuna’s dead and, in a twist of fate, he died because Madara chose to not to accept Hashirama’s friendship when he could. 

The above is kind of my “main” theory, directly from canon explanation. It gets complicated by other ideas that weren’t addressed at all, but would reasonably come up if the narrative was focused on this time rather than Hashirama’s entire backstory being just that, a backstory. We know the Uchiha and Senju had been at war for generations and the overall terrible conditions of the Warring State Period as well as how ninja clans were hired as mercenaries...beyond that...there’s not a lot. A major consideration to Madara not accepting peace should be the political climate. Were there multiple daimyos (I ask this because the Warring States period was analogous to Japan’s Sengoku period and there were multiple daimyos fighting for power. Who would have the money/need to hire multiple clans to fight against each other if there was just one?) was there just one? Madara is the leader of a clan but he can’t just decide to do things if it would possibly jeopardize the Uchiha’s ability to work, get paid, and eat. Then you have the politics of the clans themselves. There were Uchiha defectors and they were at least willing to accept peace, but we get no indication about the clan’s changing attitude towards the Senju or peace. After being grievously injured, Izuna was still against it. There could have been a group that was completely anti-peace and a group that was pro-peace and how would Madara reconcile with that especially if he wasn’t a beloved leader? I do think Madara as clan head could make the decision ‘we’re making peace with the Senju’ but then forcing two enemy clans to cohabitate that hate each other...even if they were tired of war Madara would be risking his clan’s wellbeing on Hashirama’s word. I think Madara could believe Hashirama but the rest of the Senju? That’s a different question altogether and raises it’s own concerns. 

The concept of making peace and creating the village is a complicated matter, much more so than two boys declaring they’ll be the strongest so everyone has to listen to them. I really think this point in the narrative just kind of...had to exist with the way Kishi wrote the story esp with the upcoming Indra/Ashura parallels. Realistically there would have been a lot of reasons Madara couldn’t immediately accept peace even if he wanted to. These could have been hinted at, but because I think the ultimate goals of the backstory was 1. to lay out Madara’s villain origin and 2. to hint at Hashirama failed where Naruto will succeed and all of this has to be delivered as quickly and effectively as possible, those other possible reasons weren’t explored. I would have liked a line or two of dialogue between Hashirama and Madara about this, especially whenever Madara mentions Konoha isn’t his dream and ground it in realistic obstacles rather than ‘space alien goddess’ will manipulating him for x amount of time’ but...you know.

Hashirama and Madara’s relationship was well developed and great, but Naruto suffers the mot imo when realistic longstanding problems come up, especially if they’re problems caused by historical events or the current socio-political climate. The biggest evidence of this is...what were the great shinobi wars about? Why did they start? What were they fought over? When did they end? What were their consequences? It’s...surprisingly hard to answer these vital questions and “why didn’t Madara immediately accept peace?” ultimately falls into the same category for me. 

This is all from Madara’s perspective and tbh I could write a whole thing about why Hashirama was so gung-ho about immediate peace and the pro/cons of that but this is already way too long lol.

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[pwnyta]

I suppose I’ve worded my post kind of shitty lol… what I was trying to say is that I started to dislike Tsuna BECAUSE he wasn’t changing. I mean, I remember hating both Gokudera and Hibari, but as an adult I can actually see that they have personality beyond their initial quirks! I like that Gokudera is so loyal (previously it seemed clingy and annoying) and while he have his bad moments, in general it’s really nice to see someone so sincerely dedicated and adoring towards mc (I’ve also discovered my love for the best girl Haru lol, but Kyoko is kind of a flop for me…).

And as for Hibari I’ve realized that he is more than “sexy and violent psycho”, there moments in the anime that sincerely show him as a fucking troll and I love it. I remember liking TYL!Hibari and disliking normal Hibari, but honestly now I like him both. He also have pretty interesting relationships with Tsuna and his gang (well, mainly with Tsuna).

And the same goes for a lot of characters - I remember really disliking them and feeling that they don’t exist outside of their quirks, while Tsuna was very basic and down to earth person who I was able to relate to. The problem is that AFTER I’ve rewatched the show I’ve realized that all of those characters I’ve disliked with burning passion are… cool? Fun? Not as one-dimensional as I remember them to be? That’s the problem that I have now.

Before this Tsuna was the character I’ve related to the most, but bc I’ve aged a lot since the first time I’ve watched the show the fact that he doesn’t change AT ALL rubs me the wrong way. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t expect him to be hella deep (majority of characters are not deep and that’s fine) but then again, bc of the new perspective I have for a lot of characters and bc I now recognize how much they’ve changed/grown from the beginning of the series, Tsuna seems pretty… underwhelming, I guess? I was fond of him for at least 8 years before I’ve decided to rewatch the show, so I suppose I’ve had my expectations very high.

In general I do appreciate the fact that he is basically the only straight man in the company of looneys, and at times I still feel bad about it, but in the very end all of his character progression is dumped into his hyper mode (idk if this how it’s called in English, but I hope you get what I mean), which is, well… there is a reason why some people shipped normal Tsuna and the hyper mode Tsuna, the latter feels like a completely different character lol

I think one of the reasons I am so salty is because KHR was super important to me when I was growing up (as I said I was around 11-12 when I’ve started watching and I’ve been following the series for years after that) and the fact that MC that I liked so much NOW feels pretty… hollow? Basic? Underwhelming? It’s really hard to find a right word… well, that makes me feel like I was believing in something that wasn’t true. In all honesty fanfiction might be partially to blame, bc I’ve indulged in it after the end of the anime and manga (and BAMF or OP Tsuna was extremely popular/wide-spread way to write him in my side of the fandom), but honestly, I don’t really think that THIS is to blame? I knew full well that I read super OOC fics about my fav character, I was able to tell the difference between canon and head canon.

Anyway… what I am trying to say is that after rewatch I was disappointed to find out that my fav boy was pretty meh while characters I disliked were pretty fun… I think might also know this feeling.

Well, all of this aside, I was wondering if you were shipping anyone in KHR? If you did, I would like to hear more about it!

No not at all! I get what you were saying I think I just feel strongly about the people sort of brush aside 'good/nice characters'. I think Tsuna has enough to offer as a character to hold up, I think his complete dissatisfaction with his roll in the story is pretty funny and maybe he just works well with other characters- like him being weirded out by Gokuderas weird dedication or Yamamotos inability to see whats really happening despite everything thats happening.

HELL YEAH Haru Best girl (I liked Kyoko tho... she was cute but unlike Tsuna didnt get much else but being there to be cute)

Yeah Hibari can walk the line of kind of a boring edgelord but he has some great moments and quirks like being super sweet to his bird and as a Yamamoto stan I have to appreciate his respect for my idiot boy.

You know I havent read KHR in a long time so maybe my opinion would change as well though Im never one to find characters relatable and I rarely ever pay too much attention to MCs so... like LMAO you might actually have way more of point than I can imagine. Even thinking about it now all my favorite Tsuna moments are more him reacting to others shenanigans (Like Gokudera trying to give him flowers in the hospital but he got run over on his way so the white roses turned red... fucking iconic.)

So I guess his the straight man roll is what I enjoyed about him so maybe I wouldnt be as effected?

Its sad to hear that youre disappointed by it in the end after a rewatch, honestly thats the reason I havent rewatched Gundam Wing... I fucking LOVED Gundam Wing in like... maybe middle school? When it was still airing on Toonami... and Im so scared to rewatch it because all the positive feelings of memories I have for it. What youre going through is what I fear...

But at least you gained a new appreciation for the other characters! Peoples tastes change there really aint nothing wrong with that... it doesnt mean you were wrong.

LMAO Im the same person Ive been my entire life when it comes to shipping... I have my favorite character (Yamamoto in this case) and I ship him with everyone. Incidentally one of my favorite Yama ships was with Tsuna. I always loved Tsunas care for him ever since first chapter when Yama almost killed himself after like breaking his arm or something... Tsuna was always trying to protect him from the mafia life Yama didnt understand but always really ended up getting saved by Yama instead. Tsunas reaction to seeing Yama in the hospital after Kaoru almost killed him is the most vivid memory I have of the series. My little Yamamoto stan heart couldnt handle it... even to this day. SHOOK.

Also I loved Kaoru/Yama as well... Yama going so far out of his way to make Kaoru feel more comfortable playing in front of people... and then Kaorus desperation to keep his familys secret and attacking Yama... and then he was so guilt ridden he sort of accepted his death but Yama came and saved him and forgave him, completely understanding and accepting... UNDERAPPRECIATED!

Besides shipping Yama with everyone I really like Hibari/Ryohei together, (older) Lambo/Ipin (I actually despise baby Lambo but his two other forms are funny ->mega hot), Those two other mafia babies whos names I dont remember anymore combat baby/goggles baby, and despite me not liking Gokudera Tsuna/Goku was cute too... really I could only tolerate Gokudera when he was with Tsuna.

Also those two guys! Dog boy/Hat boy.... They were always together and went through so much. Similarly to Gokudera I only really appreciated Black Butler guy when he was with his boys but otherwise found him kind of annoying... I never really appreciate characters like him even now.

There was some others too but I dont have a clear enough memory of the series to remember them at this point LMAO.

My memory of the series when it involved Yamamoto vs my memory of the series when Yamamoto isnt involved... theres a pretty striking difference lmao.

#Dear Nonny.