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skyyknights · 5 months

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20 Questions For Fic Writers

Tagged by @zeldaelmo @nocturne-side-blog @aegon-targaryen !! Thank you all!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

59 in total, but only 46 are available to the public 😅 I think I ended up putting some of the ones I wasn't as fond of, or ones that I just didn't feel like updating ever again, to a private collection lol

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

212,020!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

hooboy.

Legend of Zelda, mainly, but also: How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, LOTR, 1917, MCU, Narnia, Endeavour, and a few other extremely obscure fandoms hardly anyone else is in XD

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

the faces left behind (LU which I know many people hate but I like it so don't judge lol)

Marinette Has Cookies (Of Course Chat Showed Up) (what an annoying title actually??) (Miraculous)

Just Allergies? (How to Train Your Dragon)

Juli's Tree (Flipped)

The Power of a Hot Drink (Skyward Sword)

wow I am... not good at coming up with fic titles 😂 nowadays I just pick a song lyric from a song that applies and slap it on the title but other than that they're pretty horrible 💀

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! Although sometimes if there's really no way to respond to it I just mark it as read.

...also usually it takes me a while to get the motivation to reply. I've been known to take months before answering a comment 😬

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oo hm... I can't decide so instead I shall dump a handful of them

One Last Look - Skyward Sword Zelink, after that scene

Age - Sksw Zelink through the years, with a bittersweet ending

Golden Sands - this is one of the first fics I ever posted (originally posted on Wattpad... oof). but basically it's about the robot Skipper from Skyward Sword, thinking about his past life while broken and unable to move in the present.

Incomprehensible - POV of other hobbits in the Shire, unable to understand why the four Travelers act the way they do, or why eventually their number drops to three.

Regrets - Joandeavour talking about... tough things :(

Please, Ada - Babey™ Legolas wanting to hang with his father and his father does NOT want to hang with him is the happiest way I can describe it

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Take three because I'm indecisive.

Worthy - Edmund Pevensie coming to terms with the fact that he is loved

Spidey - Spideychelle being oblivious. that is all

Rainy Days - TP Zelinkkkkkk

there's definitely more but I think those are probably some of the happiest

8. Do you get hate on fics?

My fics usually have a pretty small reception so I don't think so? The most would be someone saying the plotholes of the fic were killing them which then sent me, a major overthinker, into overdrive, even though it's not that bad XD so no, thankfully, I don't think I've ever gotten any (although anon hate is another thing entirely. LOL)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

nope! don't ever plan to either

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

erm. I don't think I ever have?? I've read one or two before, but I don't believe I have ever actually written one

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so XD

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

again, idt so!!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

nope! It's a dream of mine though, Noct and I have several things planned >>>>>>:)

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

oh boy.

this is a tricky question

and

the answer is.

all of them

ok jokes aside I genuinely cannot narrow it down, so I'll list... my top five, I guess.

Zelink, Joandeavour, Spideychelle, Rudy/Liesel, and Hiccstrid

(Hm. Thinking about it Joandeavour is probably my favorite just because it's so heartbreakingly tragic, but Zelink is a very very very close second)

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

hah.

Probably this, a fix-it Spideychelle fic that I have a lot written for but idk if I'll ever have the guts to do much else with it

16. What are your writing strengths?

d. description I guess?? I've never been a good judge at what I'm good at XD

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I tend to be a bit Victor Hugo-esque with my sentences, aka I have to control myself so the sentence doesn't stretch on for five paragraphs

and we don't talk about my old fics <3

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I mean? For LOTR I would definitely sprinkle in elvish just for the vibe of it, also because he did so, but I would also provide translations. For real-world...hmm. I think I did throw in three or four German words in The Book Thief fic I posted recently, but again, the author himself did so, and I think so long as you're not adding a full, necessary sentence that the reader is then required to look up in order to understand what's going on, and if you instead just use a curse word or a muttered phrase of annoyance or something in the other language, I think that's fine.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

LOTR, I believe. Hand-written in seventh or eighth grade XD

(And then I wrote dozens of unfinished Loz fics in the notes app on my mom's ancient phone she didn't use anymore, fics that completely misunderstood any of the games because I hadn't played them yet. It pains me to think about those fics).

(also this is not counting those "add on to the end of the story!" assignments teachers used to give out in middle school)

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

oh hot dang lemme see

againnnn we are doing several (look my decision making has been ATROCIOUS lately, I cannot be faulted <3)

you feel like home - SkSw Zelink, a teeny tiny bit of angst but mostly fluff (also Link nearly throws hands with Scrapper which is a bonus. When I tell you I cranked that fic out in a day after getting so salty with Scrapper I nearly snapped my wiimote in half)

would I run off the world someday - a very recent TP Zinc fic!! It has traces of Midlink; essentially, it's about Link refusing to stop grieving Midna, and thus hurting himself and Zelda, who is in love with him due to having shared a soul with Midna. It's basically a 4+1 fic and does end happy with the promise of future Zelink, very different from my normal Zelink stuff though

annnd...

Forbidden - Zinc week fic that didn't get as much attention as my other two ZW fics, but I actually really really love it so. <3 I just. idk I love the prose of that fic, I suppose :) and the ending hehe

I do have a few other favorites but I think it's unfair to include them because they're unfinished lol

tagging: @aheavenscorner @minstrelsmusings @onewingedsparrow (sorry if you've already been tagged oops)

#tag game

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blupengu · 5 months

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Oh… my god… I’ve been emotionally devastated by Le Salut 😂

Rambling and spoilers under the cut as usual! Still haven’t done any of the salvation ends though so no worries about those, not sure if I’ll make one post for all of them or reblog my individual posts from each route lmao

Wow this route was CHONKY Jesus! I guess my biggest initial thoughts after playing are:

1) I am boo boo the fool… cannot believe we were betrayed by Dahut like that… the signs were there but I dismissed because he was best (adult) boy and I loved him… to quote my other post: “Any time Dahut shows up now I’m like OH THANK GOD someone who doesn’t need therapy” 🤡 never before have I been so utterly devastated by a character’s betrayal 💀

And 2) Ankou being Adolphe punched me in the gut, stole my purse, and kicked my dog, I was thinking there had to be time travel or multiverse shenanigans but not like that… (I love Ankou but tbh Adolphe is just kinda, meh to me? So I’m conflicted…) Though the real kicker was the fact that HE WAS AMERICAN THIS WHOLE TIME HELL, YEAH USA!! USA!! USA!! 🔫 (LOL sorry jkjk… but no really when he pulled out a fucking gun I busted out laughing, bitch why did you not use this earlier 😂)

But anyways, back to the route itself! I very much loved the character interactions we got with Ceres, Adolphe, and Ankou! Very cute, very wholesome, and Ankou in lounge wear…? *chef’s kiss* 👀 Although this is when I noticed that they both had such shiny blue earrings… maybe in my heart I knew all along… I also still love the friendship between Nadia and Dahut… 😔 and Ankou meeting Yves was so sweet!(even though knowing the truth now makes it… oof in hindsight) but good to know we all support Yves being with Ceres 😂

This route kinda turned me off Salome though? Like yandere tendencies aside, in every other route she was just the loving, maybe a bit overprotective milf (yeah I said it fight me) with a complicated and tragic past… but damn really was not a fan of her actually being the queen and Dahut’s mom. Kinda mad she killed him in the end 😬 (also, my god the teenage pregnancies must be wild in this country)

Also I am SO. SICK. OF CAPUCINE!! PLEASE STOP SHOWING UP AND BEING CREEPY TOWARDS NADIA AND A DICK TO LUCAS!! Him, the Royal family, and honestly the vast majority of the people in Arpechele suck major donkey balls oh my god. Y’know what I kinda support Dahut’s plan to just burn the country to the ground, we stan a short king 👑

… is it bad though that Capucine’s kinda grown on me? LOL, like I still hate his guts (thank you Scien our god for blowing him up) but it’s kinda hilarious watching him when things don’t go his way 😂 idk if I find him a kind of well written villain or if I have Stockholm syndrome after we’ve been forced to see him in every route 💀

Jean on the other hand! I am so happy that my evil hot butler turned into a reluctant ally in this route!! The bit where he and Mathis had to help Scien was very super cute, and poor sweet Mathis you are so forgiving, you deserve so much better, I hope Jean treats you nicer 😔 I respect his one-track mind for Rosalie though, man has a mission to get his wife back and by god he’s not gonna let anything stop him lmao 🫡

Gotta say though, I don’t remember exactly what triggered this but I just remember thinking, “oh more science to ignore!” So, yeah it… did not get better lmao. Like, some hand-wavey science is fine for world building and stuff, but when your plot hinges on the science and details, it’s really gotta have a more solid foundation than this. It’s not even nitpicking, it really doesn’t make sense if you think about it for more than one second 😂

Ngl I kinda wish that they had kept the supernatural aspect (not just because I’m not super keen on Ankou being Adolphe…), it would’ve made the nonsensical science easier to digest so they wouldn’t have been forced to explain everything away. Like, if it’s all grounded in reality, answer me this game! How did Ankou regenerate HIS CLOTHES after being just a HEAD IN A JAR??? 💀 the censoring was also kinda weird… like okay sure it’s all scientific but what, “the world” won’t let Ankou talk about specific things Adolphe doesn’t know yet?? Sure……. 😐

Although, no magic does make Ankou’s “vanishing” kinda hilarious since it meant he really did have to just run and hide behind whatever he could find. Like that’s inching towards JJBA part 3 DIO stopping time and carrying polnareff two steps down the staircase just to fuck with him levels of petty and dramatic LOL, but also have you seen how long and flowy this man’s hair and clothes are, Ceres how did you not notice?? Girl is you dumb??? 😂

Also I find adolphe being 25 while Ceres is 18 a little bit sus, and I’m really not a fan of the “big brother” figure becoming a love interest trope (I know they’re not blood related but still 😬). If Ankou had actually been a supernatural entity that was hundreds of years old, I would’ve been totally fine with that lmao, but him being Adolphe?? Mmmmm… mmmm unfortunately that’s a no from me, damn I’m actually kinda disappointed, just gonna make up something in my head and pretend that fact doesn’t exist 😔

I LOVE that all our boys + Jean(LOL) banded together in this route though!! Seeing them all alive made me so relieved oh my god 😭 wish we got a little bit more Lucas (yes I’m biased) but I get it, he’s too OP lmao, they literally had to nerf him with incurable anime disease before the game even started or else he’d be too much of a threat 💀

OH I FORGOT ABOUT HUGO LMAO, thanks for helping too, bud! I’m so glad you realize how Yvesexual you are in this final route!! 😂

Okay. I think that’s all the word vomit I have… tldr; Dahut is a short king, Salome kinda sucks to me, Ankou still >>> Adolphe (sorry Adolphe fans) and I wish there actually was a supernatural aspect, loved the squad of my boys + Jean helping out!

My personal character rankings now are Lucas > Jean(I know he’s not an LI just let me be delusional💀) > Ankou (took a hit being Adolphe but he’s so pretty it makes up for it) > Yves > Scien = Mathis > Adolphe

I’m still emotionally devastated but I’ll probably do the rest of the despair ends today and then all the salvation ends tomorrow/the day after depending on how long they take… I think I’ll just squeeze them all into one ramble lmao

Hoooo boy this was a doozy, still love the game despite my complaints, looking forward to being destroyed again by the salvation ends (I just know Lucas’s is gonna suck) 😂

#blupengu yells about virche evermore #virche spoilers

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tsukishimashoyo · 2 years

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Your last blogs were angst thank you fr feeding me. 😢

Do you have lots of drafts angst there? Mind me tasting the bitterness of Atsumu......and Akashi perhaps?

Here ya go.. Thank you for reading my angst blogs 😊

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Miya Atsumu: He's better, I knew that

Atsumu prepared so much for your birthday, because for him you're the most wonderful thing happen in his life despite all the negative things he hears from his parents and also in school that Osamu is the better twin.

He build up his courage to ask you to be his girlfriend thinking you'll reject him because he's nothing and Osamu is way better than him.

Its been 3 years since you're relationship with Atsumu started. As you walk closer to apartment where you and Atsumu stay, it feels heavy and your heart aches as you having a conflict whether you should say this to Atsumu or just bury it under the ground and just not say a word about it.

You made your decision and entered the apartment.

" Y/N!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I LOVE YOU Y/N" Atsumu greeted and hugged you tightly. When he heard the door unlock, he ran in front of the door to greet you.

'Why make so much effort Atsumu, it's hurting me right now, I really don't want to hurt you but I can't just keep this to myself'

" Thank you Tsumu, I-i-I love you t-too Tsumu" you said and tears also start falling down on your cheeks as you get on your knees.

" Aww why are you crying~ you should be happy it's your birthday" Atsumu said while wiping your nonstop tears and sat in front of you.

" Tsumu I-I have something to tell you" you held his hands trembling.

" I love you too y/n, I'm all ears, is there something bothering you" he said softly and held your hands tightly.

" Tsumu I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to feel this way, I tried to love you but I really love him, I can't shake that feeling off when I see your face, I always see him in you. I'm really sorry Tsumu, I tried but I can't" you said sobbing, looking down on your knees.

" Thought so, he really is better than me, I thought I beat him when we're together but I lost in the first place, it's okay I understand y/n, stop crying now let's just celebrate your birthday, don't think of me as your boyfriend think of me as your friend celebrating your birthday" he got up and extends his arm lending you a hand to stand up.

" Please don't think of that Tsumu" you said standing up.

" How can you say I shouldn't think about that when the person who made me feel a winner made me lost. Y/n I appreciate you trying to love me, I really do. I'm sorry I think I can't celebrate your birthday, can I leave?" he asked you trying not to cry.

" Y-yeah, I'm really sorry Tsumu and thank you for all the efforts you've done" you said looking down.

The time when you heard the door close.

'Is this the right choice? Or I should've kept quiet.'

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Akaashi Keiji: If only I can turn back the Time

" Hey Kaashi over hereee~" you said while on the bench, looking at your boyfriend who is searching for you on the benches.

After the match and they've won, you ran to him and hugged him and he hugged you also.

The both of you walked to go to the park where you and him first met. When you reached the park, you placed a picnic mat. You're both reminiscing the memories you made until now.

" Wow I cannot believe that we're now 5 years together now Kaashi, you really love me huh?" you said looking at him grinning while your eyebrows are going up and down.

" I do really love you, and you also love me too right?" he said while softly pinching your right cheek.

" Hmmm~ let me think about it" you said while tilting your head and put your hand on your chin like you're scanning him.

" Eh? You're really thinking about it? " Akaashi said while tilting his head also.

" Hahahaha of course I do! I love you" you said and hugged him.

"Oof- y/n you should be careful, you'll get your head hurt again" he said protecting you, specially your head.

" That's okay you'll always protect me, right?" you said, smiling at him while still on top of him.

" *sigh* Not always y/n, so you should be careful okay? But whenever I'm around you I'll always protect no matter what" Akaashi said while smiling also.

As both of you spent the night talking and laughing at the park, he walked you on your way home and both of you bid each others goodbyes.

End of Akaashi's Flashback

" I never thought that, that will be the last goodbye you'd say to me y/n, I should've spent more time with you, I should've went to the grocery with you or I should've let you go by yourself" he said crying in front of your grave.

An accident occured the day after that when you decided to go out and bought some groceries and while your walking on your way home you got hit by a speeding car. Akaashi didn't go with you because they had a meeting about volleyball.

'If only I can turn back the time'

" Don't blame yourself Kaashi, it's not your fault" you whispered to him for the last time.

---END---

#haikyū!!#haikyuu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu angst #haikyuu imagines #akaashi keiji #akaashi keji x reader #miya atsumu #miya atsumu x reader

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annamarabella-grumble · 1 year

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mass effect replay thoughts, episode 8

episode 1 / episode 2 / episode 3 / episode 4 / episode 5 / episode 6 / episode 7 / episode 9

so, we went to ilos. we found the conduit. we learnt a lot about the protheans and the true purpose of the citadel — so the citadel is both the catalyst and a relay for the reapers to get through?? or did i hear that wrong??

in any case, it’s really satisfying to go through the setup for the trilogy again while playing through mass effect 3 on my own time and seeing it all come together there

why is the conduit thing timed?? why is it so tight?? i mean, it’s easy to just drive past the geth units and armatures, but… like, is that there to play gotcha with the player if they act on instinct and think they have to fight their way through, only to realise too late the conduit is closing? i bet players who did at first were so pleased with that “mission failure” screen (or whatever else it is you see, i’ve just barrelled through on both playthroughs but not without nearly having a heart attack the first time)

and then getting to the citadel in time to, uh, not stop saren is just watching him enter his resident evil 4 era. love that for him

legit, the first time i played it through i was facetiming my friend (because she wanted to see my stupid face just as that moment happened, i suspect) and just yelled WHAT IS THIS, RESI 4??? bless his rearranging limbs and entrails cascading off his skeleton, but i was NOT ready for that

garrus and wrex when they believe shep’s dead 😭 oof the hollow grief all over their faces

and then! garrus lighting up!! when he hears footsteps!! aaaaah!!!

and wow literally in that moment i remembered the start of mass effect 2 and how utterly cruel it must have felt not to lose shep here, and then only months later… didn’t make that hurt any less, i gotta tell ya

don’t imagine garrus’ insurmountable relief that shep’s fine, and knowing then how deep his feelings for them run; don’t imagine all of it driving home how it can all end any time; don’t imagine how he still can’t bring himself to tell shep; don’t imagine his despair when, so soon after, shep dies in the collector attack and it’s too late, he wasted his chance

yeah, we’re ok

anyway, we’re on to mass effect 2 now, and we’ve changed shep’s look 👀

omega really is the place to go if you want two merc husbands for the price of one trip

can’t wait to visit garbage man for story time

kelly “i just want to hug garrus and tell him it’ll be ok” chambers

ME TOO KELLY, ME TOO

all those dossiers!!!!!! good lord. all those loyalty missions!!!!!

i cannot believe that hackett’s tracker just switched ass cheeks in the resurrection — barely back on the normandy and we’ve got an email from him. granted, it’s about the final resting place of the normandy and not immediately another alliance war crime to cover up, but like. grandpa. be serious. a lil “hey so you’re not dead, that’s nice” was too much work????

anderson like “hey if you’re really not dead, come see me.” thanks for reaching out dad 💛

#mass effect 1 #mass effect 2 #meta #grumble has thoughts #video games #mass effect legendary edition #mass effect

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zee-has-commitment-issues · 2 years

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Ok not young royals in the slightest so if that’s all you’re here for, move on.

As many of you know, my best friend Dani @the-navistar-carol is obsessed with top gun. So I watched top gun maverick today and she asked me to live react. Here is that:

Top gun maverick:

- “Despite your best efforts, you can’t die” OMG

- He really spent 30 years there and can’t get a promotion

- OMG ICEMAN

- “Wasn’t a compliment” yes it was. You wanna fuck him.

- Did he just call Maverick an “old relic?” Omg

- Once again going to say that I adore iceman

- ICEMAN

- Iceman and maverick had a torrid love affair and are still in love and no one can convince me otherwise

- Can't believe after 40 years they’re still trying to convince me he’s straight

- I ADORE BOB OMG

- Hangman and Rooster are also gay

- He looks just like goose omg

- I’m crying

- NO I WANT ROOSTER AND MAVERICK TO HAVE A GOOD RELATIONSHIP

- STOP OMG IM GONNA CRY AGAIN

- “What is with these two?” Trauma, hangman. It's trauma.

- They need to fuck right off and let maverick teach Jesus Christ

- Why is the boat sideways?

- Rooster and maverick show down oof

- HANGMAN FUCK OFF

- I want maverick to punch hangman in the face

- “I need to see you” UM SORRY WOW THAT'S GAY

- IM SORRY ICEMAN IS DYING?! NOPE. NO NO NO.

- Oh ok. Beach scene. I get it now.

- 40 years and they still never figured out how to wear a helmet

- Horrid sex scenes in these movies. Always.

- Someone tell rooster the truth please

- All that effort to still get caught

- This is like exactly what happened to goose omg someone better not have fucking died

- FUCK OFF WHY DID ICEMAN HAVE TO DIE

- OK FUCK OFF AGAIN BECAUSE MAVERICK IS THE ONLY PERSON CAPABLE OF TEACHING THIS TEAM AND YOU CANNOT SO GROUNDING HIM IS NOT THE MOVE

- Ok maverick, show them up. I see you

- Why does this man hate him so much?

- “Talk to me goose” will always be the biggest “I love you” in this franchise

- A GREAT CHOICE FOR TEAMS. LEAVE HANGMAN OUT TO DRY. YES.

- I kinda want maverick to die even though I know it would make me sad

- Wait so rooster doesn’t have a back passenger either? Why is this not consistent? Shouldn’t they all have one?

- Come on rooster

- “Talk to me dad” OMFG

- Sad music suggests one of them isn’t coming out of this

- OMG IT WAS MAVERICK

- HIS LAST FATHER FIGURE ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!

- NO NO NO NO NO

- NOT ROOSTER

- OMG NO

- NO

- OMG HES ALIVE JESUS CHRIST OMG

- a truly meme worthy reunion and I love it

- Rooster literally being goose is amazing

- That was too close. Never thought I’d say thank god for hangman but thank god for hangman

- I want another top gun movie about just rooster

#top gun #top gun maverick

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starsscarmyceiling · 1 year

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Was anyone going to tell me about your oh no he's hot neighbor boy reylo fic, or did I just have to find that out for myself? Ah I just found it and I have been binge reading it like crazy! It's so good you had me screaming at those cupcakes. And you give us little bonus scenes you post on here?? Bless you. I was so glad to come on here and see you are still active! Hope you are doing well and just know I will be waiting patiently by to see what happens next for our disaster neighbors 😝

OMG!!! Thank you so much anon! I cannot tell you what an honor it is whenever people tell me that they are binging my work! Wow, this really made my day, thank you. Ah yes, ktbo my firstborn. Those fucking cupcakes ruined my life too haha 🧁💕 You know, when I started writing that at the beginning of COVID, which I cannot believe was almost THREE YEARS AGO, I really thought it was going to be an only child. Oh, what was that? *clown nose honk in the distance* 🤡🤡🤡 OOHHHH MAN was I wrong! I literally have given up on telling myself that I am not going to start another WIP and have just allowed myself to follow the inspiration where it wants to take me. I very much in an truly insane fever dream have written 120k words of a new WIP in the last month wtf is my life. Who knew I would end up having so many more WIP children because I certainly didn't! 😭 But don't you worry, I am actually really excited to finish up posting this fic because I have some real fun things cooking up behind the scenes HEHEHHEH *rubs hands together maniacally*

But seriously, thank you so much for the support! And that goes for literally all my readers! This past year hasn't exactly been stellar for me (the last couple, really), so having these fandoms and these communities really have made a difference in the quality of my mental health, including the wonderful, amazing friendships I've made from them too (you know who you areeee). We're all WIPs ourselves, aren't we? Writing has really become such an incredible form of a coping mechanism for me, so it's absolutely amazing for y'alls out there to get something out of it too! Even if I do put our space idiots through some...turmoil...oof. Haha we love them don't worry they will always get that angst with a happy ending!

Anyway...I will stop rambling now!

#and when i say that ktbo is my firstborn i mean it is my firstborn ever since i started to write fics again #i've been writing them for like so long #lol would you believe the first one i wrote was for claire and charlie from lost???#😭😭😭#one of my first otps ever #i remember literally PRINTING it out and giving it to my friend to read at school #i wasn't in fandom life for quite sometime before tros #so i really do have reylo and my post tros saltiness to thank for pulling me BACK in #maaan when i walked into that theater at the end of 2019 i truly had no idea what i was in for like WOW #just know i want to gently kiss all you reylos and merricals out there gently on the forehead #esp if you like my work!#or whatever content it is that you enjoy!#yay we're awesome!#🥰🥰🥰#ask #reylo #my fanfic #ktbo

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marvel-lous-things · 5 years

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First off:

Thank you all so much??

When I started using this blog like,,, 8 months ago,,, I thought I'd peak at 2k. But then y'all just had to go and prove me wrong huh?? ok.

I guess I'll just have to repay you in shitposts. Smh.

Anyway,

In all honesty, though, I've had so much fun with this blog and it's all cus of y'all?

I've met and made friends with some amazing (however slightly messed up sksjsks) and utterly lovable people, gotten over my self doubt to an extent that I posted fics without immediately deleting them, received so many nice anons, found a community of absolutely brilliant folks who share my skewed sense of humour,,,

Damn. This list could go on and on.

Welp. "Thank you" doesn't even begin to cover it but:

THANK YOU ALL!! SO MUCH!!! ILY!!! AAAA!!!

Second:

I'm doing two things for my follower milestone!!

1) I'm introducing a tag!!

From now on, I'll be tracking #marvellousthings (because I'm an uncreative binch) so if you tag any of your posts as the aforementioned, you can bet your socks that I'll see it, like it, maybe reblog it :D etc etc.

So,,, Go wild, frens.

2) a creative challenge!

Ok let's face it, the "trans Peter" tag deserves a lot more love than it's getting right now.

After Tumblr user transpeter was bullied off this website by terfs, the tag's been depressingly empty, ya know?

I miss the warm feeling I got from interacting with the happy community, and reading posts by people about how the headcanon made them feel validated!!

Unfortunately, now, it's only shitposts and the occasional ask (which is great, but I want so much more??)

And that's where it stands. Trans!peter is a cute lil headcanon that needs your creativity and imagination to be kept alive.

So, that's exactly what I'm aiming at.

I want you (yes, you!!) to:

➡️Write a fic

➡️Draw fanart

➡️Write headcanons

➡️Make photo/gif edits

➡️ make Moodboards

Etc

(basically, I just want to bring the tag back to life ya know)

Rules (for writing challenge):

Peter has to be trans (o dam didn't see that one coming)

But the fic doesn't have to revolve entirely around his identity

A paragraph or so acknowledging it would be mighty cool!!

Bonus points if he's written as Bi-derman and aggressively Gen Z

Actually no bonus points but I will love you forever ??

Reader insert fics are an underutilized source of creative expression and are therefore highly encouraged

Use appropriate tags and trigger warnings

Discussion of transphobia (internalised or otherwise) is a-okay, hell, even appreciated, but please be respectful ❤️

Use a "read more" link after the first 200-300 words, please!

(Similar rules apply to headcanons, minus the word limit and the read more rule)

Rules (for fanart/edits/mood boards)

Include the trans flag in your art!

Whether it's as a colour scheme, background, t-shirt, cap, badge, or anything else is entirely up to you

Don't post stolen art, please!!

Finally (and this applies to all of the above):

Don't write/draw/edit anything nsfw

Don't even try to submit anything that has anything to do with st*rker

Actually don't submit anything involving a relationship between Peter and an adult

Make sure you tag your posts as #marvellousthings so that I can see them

Oh yeah and you need to be following moi, of course

Deadline is Christmas! I hope that gives you guys enough time!

Make Extra sure you tag me in your posts too! (As in: @me)

It would be heckin nice of you to reblog this post 💗

That's all.

Have fun, don't set anything on fire, and raise this adorable headcanon from the dead, my dudes ✨

(I'm tagging a few mutuals, feel free to ignore though 💗)

@the-not-so-ketogenic-kid @marvel-or-not-to-marvel @asaelia @cosmic-disasters @avengvr @accurate-incorrect-marvel-quotes @windexnoises @are-you-shuris @its-ya-boi-demon @anxieteaandbiscuits @my-babies-are-ash @gumgamug @spiderboiii @demi-god-witch @nonbinari-goat @just-a-marvel-fan @mysteryavengers @lesbiansassemble @ironmanstan @underoosstark @gabrielthepisces @loki-the-pan-icon @loki-against-onision @rosiebrie @hopenichole @time-to-spleen @pietropeterimagines

PS: all challenge-related posts and asks will be tagged #transunderoos so feel free to blacklist!

#oof i cannot believe??? thank you wow #trans peter #transunderoos #peter parker #marvel #mcu

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absolutepokemontrash · 3 years

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Hi! So, I absolutely love your series where the MC is the kid of Lucifer, and I was wondering if I could request that with Diavolo and Barbatos? •v•

:0 you definitely can! Right now I’m just doing Diavolo, but Barb’s will be up sometime soon!

MC is Half Demon and Oh Shit They’re Diavolo’s Kid-

Diavolo wasn’t exactly what one would expect of the prince of Hell, I mean, he was suppressing the urge to bounce in his seat from pure excitement. I mean, his exchange program was starting! Humans, demons, and angels, all together, his dream was coming true.

All that was left was for the student to arrive, the portal opened, and the human fell flat on their back. Oof, maybe Diavolo should have set up some kind of landing zone filled with pillows. No matter! The human was-

…

What peculiar eyes this human had…

Oh… oh dear…

Dad-volo

The MC was his child, no question about it. This was… very unexpected. Well, the entire assembly hall was completely quiet, and the kid looked like they were getting impatient.

“HEY! Mind telling me what the hell is going on?!”

After that, Diavolo launches into his explanation, also the explanation that he’s definitely this kid’s dad. Kid was not impressed, they tried to square up with Diavolo and Lucifer had never been more confused as to what to do.

Well, the moment MC sprouted wings and launched themselves at Diavolo, Dia caught them with one hand and continued speaking like nothing happened.

MC, please calm down… Diavolo didn’t know they existed, let him make it up to them! They’re going to stay at the Demon Lord’s Castle! Dia’s going to be a good dad!

“This feels like the plot to the world’s most messed up fairytale.” MC jammed their hands into their pockets and grumbled. “I get sucked into hell and find out I’m royalty there. Great.”

Diavolo managed to smile and awkwardly reach out to give them a pat on the head, then retracted his hand after the kid shot him a glare. “Well, it’s not a very traditional fairytale, but I’m sure you’ll enjoy your time here.”

“Mm, sure.” MC mumbled.

Okay, so his child wasn’t that enthusiastic about the exchange program, but Diavolo was sure they’d come around.

Dia tried everything he could possibly think of to get his kid to both like him and enjoy their time as an exchange student. A lot of things had… mixed results.

Also, legally recognizing MC as his child and legitimizing them caused a big stink amongst the nobles who were opposed to the exchange program to begin with. So MC then had to deal with a few assassins. Wonderful. Fantastic. Show stopping. Dia, be a good dad and comfort your angsty murder target- I MEAN preteen.

They do manage to build a good relationship fairly quickly despite their less than stellar first impressions, and Diavolo made them a promise that he knew he wouldn’t ever break: he would let them live as normal a childhood as possible.

This means that MC gets to do all the normal kid stuff that Diavolo wasn’t allowed to do. It honestly works out great for everyone. MC gets to live their life, Diavolo gets the satisfaction of knowing that his kid’s having fun, and Barbatos doesn’t need to worry about MC causing chaos in the castle.

Man… does this kid’s magic potential scare the shit out of everyone though…

Tired Uncle Lucifer

No. This has to be a violation of his worker rights. It cannot be legal for him to be this stressed.

He knew this exchange program was a bad idea. LUCIFER FUCKING KNEW IT. This kid was judging him. Why did he suddenly feel self conscious about every single one of his features? This child was picking him apart and they hadn’t even said anything!

He confiscated Asmo’s phone immediately, this was a matter of national security! Satan’s too! Beel as- oh shit Lucifer may have to give Beel the heimlich maneuver, then take his phone.

When all the brothers eventually got back to the HOL, they were greeted with Mammon getting shaken down by Levi.

“Lucifer! Ya won’t believe this! Levi- what’s wrong with you?” “The exchange student is Diavolo’s child.” “What..?” “*pops the cork off a bottle of Demonus* the exchange student’s Diavolo’s child.”

The worst part about this kid was that they took to the privileges of being royalty like a fish to water. MC went out and did whatever the fuck they wanted, and Lucifer needed to make sure a state of national emergency wasn’t called just because MC picked a fight at RAD.

It didn’t help that MC was just so unimpressed with Lucifer. Anytime Lucifer would tell them not to do something they would just raise their eyebrows and challenge his authority without saying a word.

What the fuck.jpg

The things he does for his prince boyfriend…

Cool Uncle Mammon

Huh, so this little pipsqueak is Lord Diavolo‘s kid? Hm, do ya think they’d let him into the royal treasury? No? Okay… lame.

Mammon then decides this kid would be just perfect for scamming people! Who is going to say no to the Crown Prince’s kid? A suicidal person, that’s who!

And the kid is… up for it? Wow, Mammon didn’t even have to grovel! Awesome!

It’s such a shame that Lucifer came in and promptly removed MC from Mammon’s presence. Tsk, killjoy…

Mammon and MC do get along swimmingly after MC stops angsting. Whenever they hang out it’s pure chaos.

And they would have gotten away with it too- wait, they do get away with it. Because who’s going to question the Crown Prince’s kid? >:)

Reclusive Uncle Leviathan

Levi was in the middle of throttling Mammon for his money back when Lucifer burst through the door looking like he had spent over 1000 Grimm on a gacha game only to not get the card he wanted.

And where was that human he said would be staying with them? Huh? The human’s HUH????!!!!

… wack. Maybe he shouldn’t have skipped out on that Student Council Meeting…

Either way, ew, new person he needed to talk to. NO THANKS. Well, no thanks until MC started to visit the HOL to hang out with Mammon. Of course those two normies decided to bug him. OF COURSE.

Levi finally snapped when MC loudly proclaimed that they could totally beat Levi in Mario Kart. Haha, NO. Levi challenged the little runt to a 1 v 1 race on Rainbow Road.

Kid lost. Obviously. Rainbow Road is rigged.

Honestly, kid’s alright. Still a total normie, but not completely terrible.

Cat Uncle Satan

Huh, a half human child of the soon to be demon king, how very interesting.

Oh, and just look at Lucifer’s face. :D priceless. Satan wished he was fast enough to get his DDD out to snap a picture, but he wasn’t able to…

But back to MC, oh how very intriguing. How much power do they have in comparison to Diavolo? Will using that power rip their fragile little body apart? Would they learn to control it? Satan was just dying to find out.

His feelings on the child themselves were mixed at best. They were clearly unhappy with the situation and Satan could sympathize, being thrust into a completely new world and then being told you can’t leave and are also royalty? That has to be hard. But this kid was still being an unreasonable little shit.

Satan continued to try and study MC from afar until the kid themselves walked right up to him and half demanded half pleaded for his help in studying for a test.

Not being one to avoid an opportunity to flex how smart he is, Satan agreed to help out. (Nerrrrd)

And honestly, it went well. When the kid wasn’t being a little shit, they were actually quite pleasant to be around.

Overly Affectionate Uncle Asmo

…wut

Listen, when Asmo asked Lucifer to pick a cute human, he didn’t mean cute as in CHILD.

This kid was DIAVOLO’S?! What lucky human had gotten to have the experience of [Jesus Fucking Christ, Asmo I’m not writing what he said for the sake of the nation]

Anyhoo~ little MC just made his heart go “SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SO CUTE!” They were so cute Asmo could just eat them up!

But they were so mean! That scowl they always had on was going to give them wrinkles and ruin their perfectly cute face!

Sigh, oh well. He can’t manually rearrange people’s expressions. What he can do is take this child shopping. Poor Diavolo was constantly in his RAD uniform, this poor innocent baby shouldn’t have to suffer the same fate.

The kid continued to scowl at everything, but at the same time, their little quips were very entertaining. This little kid spitting verbal venom at anyone who displeased them reminded Asmo of someone… he just couldn’t place who, but they definitely had amazing hair and a cute face :3

Hungry Uncle Beel

Where’s the takeout- I mean human? What’s happening? …are all humans this small? Dang, that’s barely enough for a snack.

So the human’s not going to live with us because they’re not fully human and Diavolo’s kid? Huh. Wild. Anyway, what’s for dinner?

Beel’s not too invested in this drama, he misses Belphie too much to be that interested…

The kid’s weirdly interested in how cool and strong Beel is though. MC tails him to the gym pretty often.

Diavolo and Beel already being gym buddies send tweet-

Since this benevolent little shit likes Beel so much, they decided to take it upon themselves to help with the family drama.

Beel finds that very sweet 🥺

Murder sleepy Uncle Belphie

Oh man… if you thought Belphie was being unfair to L!MC due to their parentage… hoo boy…

When this kid waltzed up the attic steps like they ran the place, Belphie needed to hold himself back from trying to break down the door and throttle this kid.

Pff, of course Diavolo would have a half human kid. Of course.

…kid beat the shit out of him when he tried to kill them. We stan this MC.

After all is said and done, Belphie still isn’t overly fond of MC. They’re brash and rude and only funny 40% of the time. They don’t even like napping 😒

But Beel likes the little runt, so Belphie and MC put up with each other.

Bonus! Your Angelic Uncle Simeon’s Chihuahua

:0 friend!

MC: *speaks*

>:0 not friend! Begone! *throws crucifix*

#obey me #obey me!#obey me! shall we date?#obey me shall we date #obey me mc #Obey me Headcanons #obey me! headcanons #obey me Diavolo #Obey me Lucifer #Obey me Mammon #Obey me Leviathan #Obey me Satan #Obey me Asmodeus #Obey me Beelzebub #Obey me Belphegor

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smolresources · 2 years

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SOMETHING ELSE THAT NEEDS TO BE SAID: hey, guys, if you have been on this platform since it was a wee baby, even before micha-acolpyse or superwholock, etc, etc, they chances are you made some uh ohs in the rpc. be it it was a hive mind thing and now it’s cringe, etc, etc, that’s ok. for those new? hi, you are gonna mess up. i’m old. listen to me. no, no, don’t roll your eyes: listen. research and time and maturity makes you see xyz differently than you used to. i am a very different person than i was in 2012 or even 2018. thank god for that.

no. seriously. i was a dumbass that used my actual name and then something super close to my actual name for the longest time. that is the least of the dumbass things i did and believe me, if i could write a callout for my 30+ years of dumbassery, i would, but this is supposed to be positive and not a cringe post about poppy’s dumbassery on tumblr, lj, and going further back to yahoo as a fifth grader.

even if fuck old me all my friends hate the old me. right. positive. grace. oof. see, i’m still working on it.

“oh, so you don’t like xyz anymore, but i remember when you--” yeah, that was then, this is now. i’ve grown and changed. so are you and so WILL you. “but didn’t you ship--” and it is in my cringe folder in my mind that my RSD will never, ever let me forget, thanks. i know. i am fully aware but guess what? i am not who i was then. “wow icb you were like this i thought you were pogchamp but it turns out you are just cringe!” my guy, my dude, genderless, you are correct. i was / am cringe, but i am also a pogchamp because i work so fucking hard to try to be better than i was the day before. i’m human.

again, and i cannot say this enough, THANK GOD I AM NOT. things that did not bother me then bother me now; things that bothered me then do not bother me now; and i can tell you within a year or two i will be 100% different. we mess up. we reflect. we apologize because we are grownups and try to do better. “but shouldn’t you know that xyz is bad?” people’s comprehension on things differs and some, like me for instance, can rapid fire connect abc but there are times when it takes me four scores and seven years to go from ab and reach c.

put no one on pedestals. recognize we are all humans behind the computer. and most of all--and yes i need to work at this too--give yourself grace. you might lose friends because they come and go, and a follower count doesn’t mean shit anymore, but if you are growing and doing all you can to be better and do better? i’m proud of you. keep on doing it. if you, like me, are scared to make worse mistakes and give yourself a panic attack worrying about it? stop. breathe. you are gonna fumble. fumble, reflect, apologize sincerely and hold accountability, and go on.

i’m proud of you.

tldr; i wrote this for me but i hope that it can help someone who has intrusive thoughts that, like, never want you to forget anything you ever done ever. i wanted this to be a hug to myself and i hope it’s a hug for all of you.

#m: psa.#psa.#rph #rpc #NOT A COMMENTARY ON ANYTHING IN PARTICULAR LIKE THE LAST ONE WAS #THIS IS JUST A HUG FOR ME #LET ME HUG MYSELF

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socialfake · 2 years

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Hey maybe you can make something like Shawn cheated on you becz you were a chubby and had a lot of insecurities.he cheated on you with a celebrity.after taht break up you had a hard time being dipression not loving yourself.Then at a point of time you gather yourself and end up being a total badass and hot person and famous too then when you met Shawn at a riff off (you can continue) tysm<3

Your Side of The Bed

Shawn Mendes x singer!reader

Warnings: body shaming, implied depression and insecurity, cheating

face claim: luna montana 💕

I wasn‘t sure how to include the riff off in this 🤔 I hope you like this nevertheless ☺️

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yourinstagram studio days >>>>>

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shawnmendes thank you so so much for finally trusting me with your voice baby 🤍 can’t wait to have you on the single!!

yourinstagram it took me long enough 😚

fan1 ewww look at her fat legs 🤮 he cannot be into her like for real

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fan2 she really got the weirdest body shape ever lol

realfan1 wth she‘s sitting down and on like a bar stool how is anyone supposed to look normal in that? she is literally so beautiful!! ♥️

fan2 yea okay but she‘s still fat

niallhoran whaaat are you finally recording some tunesssss? 🤩

yourinstagram yeaaaa i did a lil something with my boi 🙈

dualipa omg i gotta visit you in the studio sooon bby 💜

yourinstagram only doing back vocals for now hehe

dualipa kay then shawnmendes will have to keep me company 😌

yourinstagram 🙂🙂🙂

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dualipa what happens in the studio stays in the studio 🔥

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zendaya lol hopefully not! i am ready for some hits 🤓

shawnmendes 🥵🤫

yourinstagram uhm what?? 😅

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yourinstagram 🤡🤡🤡 @ shawnmendes

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yourinstagram sorry for being inactive on my socials for the past couple weeks. certain circumstances had me rolling up in a ball, crying and overthinking but I feel so much better now and i have been able to gain strength from the pain. good times are coming and y‘all better buckle the fuck up

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fan1 omfg she is back!!! and looking so freaking good wow babe 🔥🤩

niallhoran happy to see you on here again :) can‘t wait to see your smile tho 😁

yourinstagram currently getting used to smiling again 😈

fakefan1 oh god life was better when i didn‘t have to see her ugly face on here. sounds like she is working on something tho and judging from her toxic break up with shawn i‘m guessing it‘s gonna be good oof

yourinstagram how can you be so fucking disrespectful and trying to support me at the same time??? get outta here lmao 😩

fan2 I AM CRYING I CANNOT BELIEVE SHES BACK OMGGGG 😭 life finally makes sense again

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yourinstagram smiling because „Your Side of The Bed“ MY FIRST EVER SINGLE WILL BE OUT IN T MINUS 1 MONTH!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT BESTIES??? 💛

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billieeilish best news everrr!

yourinstagram right??? 🥺

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zendaya u r so hot 🔥

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fan1 OHHHH I CANT FUCKING WAIT!!1!11!!! i am so proud of you bebe 🥺 your first single omg!!

yourinstagram thanks bestie 💛

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yourinstagram 'Cause since you left it's one, two, three

Now he's coming in close to me

I can't sleep, 'cause he's where you're supposed to be and…. Your Side of The Bed“ out in 3 days!!! 💕

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arianagrande you are so gorgeous babe 💕 so excited!!

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fan1 holy moly it‘s happening so soon omg!!1! these pictures have me on edge for the single 🥵

yourinstagram same i‘ve been so jittery these past days lol 💕

niallhoran what happens in the studio stays in the studio goes for photoshoots as well btw

yourinstagram you wanna stay there?? who‘s gonna take his side of the bed then? 😌

fan2 WHAT??? IS??? HAPPENING??? HERE???

yourinstagram wait for the song honey 😈

#shawn mendes x reader #shawn mendes fake social media #shawn mendes x singer #shawn mendes #shawn mendes request #shawn mendes ask #social media fake #social fake #x reader #socialfake #my edits #cheating #body shaming #stop body shaming #luna montana

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sidespart · 3 years

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The Fall of King Romulus part 4

Summary: Twin Princes Remus and Romulus are cursed at birth with Honesty and Obedience. When Romulus, who cannot disobey any order, is told to kill his brother the next time he lays eyes on him, he changes his name to Roman and runs away. Roman joins up with a misfit group of adventures and plans to never return to his homeland. But the fae have other plans for him...

Warnings (for whole fic not necessarily individual chapters): Violence, mind whammying/memory altering, curse of obedience related consent issues, references to sex, references to war related injuries/PTSD, references to child abuse/neglect (YMMV on that one but just in case), antagonstic-but-not-exactly villian!Janus, Extremly-moraly-dubious-but-not-exacty-unsympathetic-Remus

Pairings: Mostly Platonic LAMP and all the found family feels. Could be read as pre-slash.

Feedback appreciated.

NOW ON AO3 :D

Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

“I will grant them handsome features and beguiling voices,” the maiden whispered, her own voice dripping with honey “that all who great them will be blessed from the meeting.”

“I told you it wouldn’t work!” Remus grinned smugly when Romulus was deposited back in in their room, their nanny shutting the door firmly behind him.

“Urghh.” Romulus whined as he hurled himself face first onto Remus’ bed, making his giggling brother bounce from the impact. “But it should have! It always does in the stories!”

What was the point of having a twin, Romulus wondered if they couldn’t even switch places to get him out of boring geography lessons?

Remus poked him until Romulus rolled over onto his side to pout at his brother.

“It’s because I’m better lookin’ than you.” Remus told him cheerfully.

Romulus thwacked him with a pillow. “We’re identical!”

“Doesn’t matter,” Remus grabbed a second pillow from the floor, “I’m still the cute one!”

“Are not!”

“Are too!”

“Are not!”

“Are to – oof!”

The pillow fight soon descended into a wrestling match, their shrieks and giggles echoing through the bed chamber.

Eventually they ran out of breath and Remus flopped back down on the bed, his legs hanging over the edge. Romulus collapsed on the floor amongst the fallen pillows, batted Remus’ foot away from his face and gazed up at the family portrait hanging above their fire place.

They were identical. The artist had taken care to draw the crown prince a little bigger than his brother, closer to the forefront of the picture, but even so; their hair, eyes, nose - everything was the same.

Romulus glanced up at his brother, who was currently digging snot out his nose with every sign of enjoyment. Romulus gagged. They were not the same -Remus was gross!

Except.

Everyone said what a handsome young man Remus was growing up to be. How brightly his eyes sparkled. How confidently he held himself, even as a child. They never said that stuff about Romulus.

Remus shone, even when he was being gross.

“Your voice is better.” Remus said suddenly, snapping Romulus out of his sulk.

“What?”

“Your voice.” The older twin lent over the bed, staring his brother in the eye “It’s nicer than mine, ‘specially when you sing.” Romulus beamed, showing off his gap toothed smile. Their parents had hired teachers to drill both boys on the lute and harpsicord, but Romulus’ talent for singing was all him.

“You think so?”

“Yeah.” Remus smiled back at him. He’d lost a baby tooth that week too – one of his canines, giving him lopsided fangs. “And you’re way better at crying.”

“What! Well – your feet are stinker!”

“You’re worse at pranks!”

“Well you’re worse at fencing!”

“But l I’m the best at tickling!” declared Remus and leapt from the bed, pinning Romulus with his knee whilst his fingers attacked his brothers armpits. The younger prince’s peals of laughter and cries for mercy were so loud nanny came rushing back to check on them, finding the future rulers of Notaleveale wrapped around each other on the floor, covered in dust and wearing matching smiles.

“I will grant them strength and creativity.” The mother smiled, she had a thousand eyes and all of them twinkled under the halls many candles “so that their rule will never be questioned.”

“Lord Venchi?” Romulus asked.

The royal treasurer, normally one of the more composed members of his father council, was pacing the entrance hall alone, what little hair he had left sticking up in all directions as he tugged at it.

“Oh, Your Highness!” The he gasped when he caught sight of Romulus, “oh thank goodness! He-“

Romulus sighed. “What has my brother done now?”

Romulus had spent the morning on a rare visit into town, missing the days council meeting. It was completely unfair - Romulus attended meetings almost daily, under Julius supervision, as part of his training to one day take over managing whichever aspect of the kingdom bored the future King Remus the most. They were mind numbingly dull sessions and it was only Julius’ steady glare that kept Romulus’ eyes open and his face attentive.

But today, visitors from the far south were attending. Which meant the session might actually be interesting. Which meant Remus got to go, and Romulus was immediately barred from entry. Instead, his father had asked him to represent the family at the ceremonial graduation of the latest batch of city watch recruits. So, instead of hearing tales from beyond the kingdoms borders, he had spent most of the day on a podium waving dispassionately at a crowd of braying onlookers.

It was always daunting, being around so many common folk. They lacked the decorum of the nobles at court. Whilst most seemed content to gape and sigh at him from a distance, there was always one who would shout out ‘my prince, look at me!’, ‘come here!’, ‘kiss my baby!’

Even with his fathers voice ringing in his ears – “no matter what you hear, stay by your guards side until you are back in the palace.” – Romulus had spent the day tense and unhappy, pinpricks of pain dancing in his skull. By the time he was allowed to speak he had quite forgotten his prepared speech and been forced to make up a quick poem on the spot. The crowd had seemed happy enough – the watch captain had tears in his eyes - but he knew neither Julius or his parents would be happy with his improvising once his guards had reported in.

He had hoped to get a few hours alone before the inevitable lecture, and were it anyone else he might have tried to sneak by without getting pulled into whatever chaos Remus had caused.

But Venchi was an old ally, one who had served his father wisely for years and who always took the time to compliment Romulus on his few measured contributions to the councils discussions, or to explain carefully any point he had missed.

He had also seen Remus at council. There shouldn’t have been anything left that the older prince could do to shock him to this extent.

“He-“ the old man looked like he couldn’t quite believe his own words, “He flipped the table.”

Romulus stared at him. The council table was ancient and enormous, made of a stone so old it’s real name has been lost. Moving it was impossible, the palace had practically been built around it.

“The Arkazeii ambassador is being seen by a healer.” Venchi continued, “but I believe his foot Is broken, I-“

The side door behind them slammed open suddenly, crashing into the wall with enough force to make the hanging portraits shake. “I said.” Remus roared, a snarl on his handsome face, “Leave me alone!”

His voice was so forceful Romulus found he had taken three steps towards the main door before he stopped himself, face flushing. The order hadn’t been meant for him. Julius, who had clearly been chasing after the young crown prince, was now openly glaring down at Remus, two spots of colour high on his cheeks.

“Your highness I must insist-“

“Seriously?” Remus cackled, “You’re insisting? Juju, honestly, I am not interested in what you have to say.” He barred his teeth at the King’s advisor, eyes wild, “If my father wants me he can come get me himself but if not you can go and -oh.”

“Hello Remus.” Romulus sighed, giving the shortest bow he could get away with, “I hear your meeting went well.”

Remus eyes narrowed “Hello Romy, have fun getting your butt kissed in town?” he slug his arm around his brother’s neck, adopting a high pitched, sing song tone in apparent impression of the townsfolk “Oh Prince Romulus, you’re sooo clever and handsome and perfect. Won’t you pretty please sign an autograph and let me suck your di-“

“Your highness, please!” Venchi looked disgusted “There is no need for vulgarity.”

“Aww hey Vee! Wow, your hair is really going, you know the balder you get the more you look like my ballsack? Romy – I’m serious, picture him with two heads” he held up his thumbs and index fingers and positioned them in front of the red-faced treasurer like a frame “I can’t be the only one that sees this.”

“You are.” Romulus snapped, shrugging his brothers arm off of his shoulders, “Did you really break the Arkazeii ambassadors foot?”

“The Arkazeii ambassador deserved it.” Remus snarled, good humour vanishing instantly. “They want to dig up Orenlla till it’s hollow. Use the rock to turn their sky black. Have you heard the stories outta that place? All the chickens are dying, ’s a travesty.”

“The chickens are- what? Just. Whatever. Not liking his trade ideas doesn’t mean you can hurt him!”

Remus eyes were always sparkling. Like a man on the brink of madness. “I can do whatever I want little brother.” He grinned at him with too many teeth, “you should try it sometime.”

“Your sons have all the makings of rulersss” the final fae smiled, her one golden eye glinting in the depth of her cloak. “My gift is for you. I give your children honestly and obedience.” She smiled sweetly, “May they bring you joy.”

“Your father is sick” Julius told him.

I know that Romulus thought but didn’t say. Watching the old man carefully.

They were in Julius practice room, at the top of the northmost turret, where Romulus had spent so much of his childhood.

“There is of course, still hope. And we have the finest healers, from every corner of the Kingdom.” Julius was pacing as he spoke, wringing his hands. It was profoundly odd, to see the old man so unsettled. But he had known Romulus’ father from when they were both boys. He loved him, as much as he was capable of loving anyone, and he loved the kingdom that he helped rule.

So Romulus found he wasn’t as surprised as he should have been with what Julius said next.

“Your brother cannot be allowed to take the throne.”

Since Romulus curse had been recognised, his parents had taken great pains to limit the brothers’ interactions, for both of their safety.

Remus could not keep a secret.

Remus was honest. He was honest at their mothers funeral when he’d announced to the mourners that she was ‘a bitch by anyone’s definition’ and honest later than evening when he’d sobbed into Romulus’ shoulder and cried that he would miss her.

He was honest when he announced to Romulus causally, over are rare shared meal, that he dreamed about killing him. “I’d do it with a morning star” he told him, slapping his spoon down onto the head of a roasted tomato and watching the red pulp fly about his plate. “Just like that.”

He was honest when he forced his way into Romulus’ room at night, shook him awake and told him, shaking, that the palace was haunted. That voices whispered to him from every corner - so loud that he couldn’t sleep.

He was honest when Romulus asked him, baffled, why are you telling me this. “I trust you.” Remus admitted, his voice thick, “You’re the only one I can trust.”

Just because he was honest, didn’t mean he was right.

Romulus gazed at Julius, his face carefully blank – a skill he had perfected over many council meetings.- and said “I don’t think you can order me to change our birth order.”

“No.” Julius smiled, and had the decency to look pained. “That’s not what I’m going to ask.”

In this room, Julius had tried every trick to strip Romulus of his curse. And when he failed, he’d dedicated himself to learning every possible way it could be exploited. In order to help protect him, of course.

“Sit there and listen to me until I finish.”

If Romulus didn’t hear an order in full, even if he could guess it, it could be ignored. As a child he’d sometimes escape his teachers simply by running away before they could give him the next task.

“The next time you lay eyes on your brother, kill him. Ensure no one can trace it back to you.”

Vague orders were still orders, and often more effective than those that were too direct. If he couldn’t prevent someone from seeing him, then he would have to kill the witness too in order to obey the instructions in full.

“Let no one know you did it. Tell no one of our conversation”

There was, by now, a long list of things Romulus was forbidden from talking about. It was one of Julius’ favourite orders to give.

“If anyone contradicts this order, ignore them.”

Contradictions were tricky. Normally the most recent order would take precedence, but often enough once the newer order had been completed, the old one would return.

“Do you understand me, Price Romulus?”

Romulus nodded and some of the tension left Julius’ shoulders.

He smiled at Romulus then, and lent over the bush back a strand of hair that had fallen across the young man’s face. He left his hand on Romulus cheek and gazed at him like he really was a kindly old mentor and Romulus his favoured pupil.

“This year, it will be the rise of King Romulus. You will be a just and fair ruler. I’ll make sure of it.”

***

As the second son of a King, Romulus future had never been certain.

His parents discussed it often. He should have become a commander in the army, or a leader of the church or married off to a neighbouring princess and become king in his own right. With all options too likely to lead to discovery however, it had been decided he would stay home, construct a reputation of studious detachment and become his brothers distant advisor.

Help him. Protect him.

Like Julius protected them.

Instead, Romulus ran away and became Roman.

Roman was loud and confident and sprouted poetry and song without hesitation. He basked in the attention from crowds and flirted with every pretty face who crossed his path. He worked and earned for himself and argued back with anyone who disagreed with him and never sat still if he could help it. He kept Romulus and his memories of home buried so deep sometimes he forgot he’d ever had another name.

Even so, there had always been, at the back of his mind, the paranoia of this day. When he would be found. Recognised. Forced back to Romulus life.

He just didn’t think when it happened it would be so embarrassing.

They’d reached a fork in the road. The Marquis paused and whipped his head from side to side, presumably checking for witnesses although it looked more like he was trying to shake water free from his ears. He stepped in front on Roman.

“You.” He enunciated slowly and loudly “Turn left. Okay? Le – e -e f -t”

Roman stared at him.

He had been kidnapped by an idiot.

With great deliberation he rested all his weight on one foot and turned left. And then kept turning, spinning in a circle a few times until the Marquis hissed “no!” and grabbed his arm.

And then dropped it immediately, wiping his hand on his sleeve.

“You. Just – follow me, alright? This way.”

Roman rolled his eye but did as he was told. The man could have just told him in the beginning to follow him to wherever their destination was, and Roman would have done so. There was no need to give him a new instruction every few paces. But if the Marquis – what was his first name? Romulus must have known at some point – didn’t know the ins and outs of his curse then Roman wasn’t going to be the one to tell him.

They continued on, the Marquis stopping every three feet to stare at him, or repeat some instruction, or glare at a crumpled map in his hands. Roman despaired. Romulus had had a crush on this man.

At first, Roman assumed he would lead him towards the Royal Palace and present his find to the Princess or to whatever other Notalevealian nobles were already here for the coronation. But instead he tugged him away from the wider streets, back down hill towards the main sprawl of the city.

“Where are you taking me, villain?” Roman asked after twenty minutes of marching “because I’m pretty sure we’ve passed that street lamp three times already.”

“Somewhere where your little friend won’t be able to help you.” the Marquis muttered, glaring at the lamp in question.

Roman felt his heart freeze. His friend?

He supposed it made sense. There was no conceivable way they could have been followed in the woods. Not without Patton or Virgil noticing. The Marquis must have spotted him in the market and followed from there, which means he would have at least seen Logan, perhaps the others too since he had been at the tavern…

Although why would a noble be at the Stevangie street market?

He tried not to let his anxiety show on his face, puffing his chest out and summoning his most haughty glare.

“Listen to me, lordling, if any harm should come to them I will personally-“

“Them?” The Marquis stumbled, map fluttering to the floor. When he spun to glare at Roman his eyes were enormous. “How many are there?”

Roman blinked, haughty glare ruined by his genuine confusion. “Erm,” he tried “lots?”

The Marquis audibly gulped, but before Roman could even attempt to interpret that the man’s face brightened, his gaze caught on something behind Roman. He smirked, some swagger returning to his step.

“No matter.” He said and grabbed Romans arm, dragging him towards a nondescript building in the centre of the street, unlocking the door and shoving the bard through.

It was a bath house. The back entrance, perhaps, but the damp in the air and smell of scented soap was unmistakable.

Roman tried, in his sleep-deprived, underfed, over-stressed state, to come up with a reasonable explanation for this.

He had nothing.

“Why-“

“Shut up” The Marquis snapped. “Walk that way.” He pushed Roman down a long corridor, past arched doorways through which he caught a glimpse of the bathhouse proper, and into a dusty looking stairwell. He had produced a candle from somewhere, but the dim light did very little to illuminate anything as they gingerly picked their way down.

When they finally reached the bottom floor Roman squinted to see boxes and crates of empty bottles– a storage room? But he had no time to take it all in before he was being dragged through another pair of doors. Two more rooms and another set of stairs later and the Marquis finally stopped.

The room he’d led them to was hot and humid. Sweat dripped down Romans nose after only a few seconds. At first he couldn’t work out what the noise that filled the room was, until his eyes adjusted enough to see the tubes running from the floor to ceiling.

“You’re lucky to see this.” The Marquis had to raise his voice over the rush of running water to be heard “This room is a modern miracle – the lifeblood of the city!”

Steveange’s heated bath houses were famous. So much so even Virgil had heard of them, and he seemed to take pride in knowing nothing about the outside world. Roman had assumed the city must have been built on hot springs or some other natural source, but this was something else.

“The furnace is below us.” The Marquis explained, as he propelled Roman towards the back wall. “The pipes bring water from the river, it’s heated and pumped up and out to every bathhouse in the city.”

He grinned with something like pride as he tapped one of the pipes above Romans head, making it sing, “Arkazeii engineering and Orenllan iron. Lined with Orenllan copper of course…give me your jacket.”

“But. Notaleveale doesn’t trade it’s ores” Roman blinked rapidly, trying to remove the sweat from his eyes, as he shrugged out of his jacket.

Jacket was a generous term – it was a silken red thing, better suited to performances than travelling. But he enjoyed the way it billowed as he walked. The Marquis took it and without so much as a moments respect for the garment, ripped one of the sleeves clean off.

“Hey!”

“You’ve been away a long time.” the Marquis snarled, “you little fae touched traitor.”

Roman gaped at him, even as the man grabbed his right arm and began attempting to tie it to the nearest pipe.

“I used to look up to you” the Marquis continued, “you were everything a Prince should be. But you betrayed your father and put a curse of madness on your brother - all because of your own petty jealousy!”

He squeezed Romans wrist with enough force to leave bruises. And stepped back to admire his handywork. The silky material had no grip and it was painfully obvious the man was not used to getting his hand dirty. The resulting knot looked more like a bow. “You are no prince of mine.”

“Lucius.“ Roman knew he’d known his name. “That’s not true. That’s- that’s not even a clever story! Who came up with that?”

“Shut up.” Some of the panic from the journey had come back to Lucius’ eyes but it faded quickly “And don’t think you can scare me with my name, there is more iron in this room then anywhere else in the city.”

He grinned at Roman nastily. “Your little friends aren’t coming to save you.”

Roman stayed quiet, mind whirling. They thought Remus was cursed?

Well. He was. But not in the way Lucius seemed to believe.

They wouldn’t send a mad man to another kingdoms coronation would they? Had the seller actually been certain Remus was coming?

Tied up, exhausted and with a man who seemed to hate him glaring down, Roman started to giggle in giddy relief.

Lucius stepped back, looking unsettled, before reaching out, roughly grabbing Romans chin and shoving the remnants of his jacket into his mouth. “Stay here,” he told him, slowly and clearly “until I come back with your transport.”

He stood, taking the candle with him to the door. He paused for one moment before leaving, the flickering light illuminating a cruel smirk. “You had better hope I can arrange it before the furnaces come back on.” And he was gone.

Roman glanced above himself into the darkness, where his wrists were strapped tight to the currently cool metal. A rush of fear went through him, finally bringing him down from the giggling hysteria.

Alone In the dark, tried to think.

Roman was a bad friend. He lied to his companions as easy as breathing and took his own fears out on them.

Romulus was a bad prince. He had abandoned his kingdom and his subjects and allowed some sort of conspiracy to spring up in his wake.

But he was a good brother. Remus was alive. And he would stay that way.

After all, this afternoon he thought that Remus was here. That he would have to confront his past, escape the city, evade every member of the Notalevealian court and his own friends and steal a horse.

Now all he had to do was get out of this basement and outwit one idiot who could barely tie knots and hadn’t even thought to pat him down to check for hidden daggers.

Easy-peasy he thought, his eyes fluttering closed as exhaustion finally overtook him.

Part 5

#roman sanders #sanders sides #remus sanders #creativitwins #sanders sides fic #ts: fall of romulus #sidespart writes

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frauleinjustice · 2 years

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Saiouma Day Oneshot!

Hello, everyone!! HAPPY SAIOUMA DAY!!! 💙💜 I know by the time I am posting this, it is like...Super late JFKDKNJDJKD BUT DAMNIT, I WAS DETERMINED TO HAVE SOMETHING DONE FOR THEM ON TIME!!! and also because I literally started this today because I remembered at the last minute KJDJFDJJDK Just Kay Things 😩 BUT AHH, if any of you still would love to read this, I would be so happy and flattered....

But yes, I just wanted to write something short and soft for the good baby boys on their special day... plot wise, nothing much; just Kokichi playing a silly prank on Shuichi, which eventually leads to cute cuddles and a soft intimate moment between them...and then confession of love... ♥ As always, I hope you all enjoy, and thank you in advanced for reading~! May you all have a great day/night!!! ⭐

Relaxing in his bed with a book on an otherwise uneventful night; not an unusual sight to see the detective in. That, paired with a nice cup of tea: he was truly content, the first time in a while he could just relax like this. Just as he was about to start another chapter, he gets a text notification. "Oh?" Grabbing his phone, he sees it's from Kokichi. "Oh god, what is this going to be." Because almost always, an unprompted text from Kokichi was bound to be something crazy. Opening up, it simply says:

{txt: Shumai} I'm under your bed.

"Wh-" He nearly wheezed. Just as he thought... "I-I swear to God, this boy." Now, Shuichi quickly texts back:

{txt: Kokichi} Very horrifying message to get at night, thank you!!!

"Honestly..." Rolling his eyes, he still couldn't help but let out a chortle. The boy's absolute ridiculousness was something Shuichi grew to love about him. Then as soon as he went back to his book...he heard what he swore was the sound of rustling under his bed.

"?!" His eyes widened, instantly pausing in his reading. "Wh-What the hell was that. Freaking Kokichi, now I'm starting to hear things..." He was going to ignore it, until he heard the noise again, but even louder this time. "Gah?! S-Seriously, what is that?!" Now getting out of his bed, and right before he can even move an inch... he felt something shoot out from under the bed, and tightly grip his ankles. "GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?!?" Loudly screams Shuichi as he started flailing so badly, he hits the floor with a loud thump. "Oof!! Wh-Wh-Wha-?!" Looking under the bed, feeling his heart race a mile a minute... as soon as he saw purple eyes staring right back at him, he knew instantly who it was. "K...K-KOKICHI!!!"

"Nishishishiiiii! Gotcha!!!" He cackles in victory, slapping his hands against the floor in victory. Face now burning red in embarrassment, Shuichi scrambles to his feet, pouting very hard as he grabs Kokichi's wrists to drag him out from under the bed. This only makes the supreme leader laugh even harder as he exclaims: "I toooold you I was under your bed, Shuichi~!"

"W-Well I obviously didn't think you were serious! How long were you under there? How did you even get in here without me noticing?!"

"Mmm, only ten minutes. And I snuck in when you left to make your tea. Geez Shuichi, so rude of you to keep me waiting! Do you know how precious a supreme leader's time is, hmm?"

"O-Ohh, shut up!!" He delivers a light kick to Kokichi's side, emitting a giggle out the boy. "I cannot believe you.... a-anyways: hi, Kokichi. Was there something you actually wanted....?'

"Wow! So cold, Shuichi.... I just wanted to pay my dear Shumai a visit, and *this* is the thanks I get? S-So heartless...." 'Tears' start welling up in his eyes.

"O-Ohh no, don't you dare...." A sigh, he plays along and 'corrects' himself: "Okay, I am very sorry for my rudeness. The heart attack you practically gave me aside: I am happy to see you, Kokichi."

"Y...Y-You mean that....?" And after a small pause...he sucks those tears back up, smiling brightly in an instant. "Good! You'd better be happy to see me! I'm always happy to see you, too, Shuichi~!" He hums, playfully tugging his cheeks. Despite his playful tone, he truly was always happy to see Shuichi. And knowing Shuichi was happy to see him as well, made his heart flutter. He always wants to be Shuichi's favorite.

"Bweeeh...." Is the comical noise Shuichi utters at the cheek pulls, before a light giggle leaves him. "Hahaha... I'm glad..." He really was, and while he would be far too shy to ever admit it: he always hopes he is the one Kokichi is happiest to see.

His smile brightening at his response, Kokichi is silent for a moment....before suddenly grabbing Shuichi by the shirt, and throwing him onto the bed.

"Uwoah?!" He lets out a surprised yelp as he's plopped onto the bed. And before he can have time to react, Kokichi exclaims a 'geronimoooo!' before plopping right on top of Shuichi, making him wheeze. "Oof!! K-Kokichi?!" His cheeks quickly heat up, staring down at him with widened eyes.

"Heheh... surprise attack!" He exclaims, beaming up at Shuichi an 'innocent' bright smile. "Goodness detective, don't you know better than to let your guard down around an evil leader? I could have finally assassinated you right then and there, and you wouldn't have even seen it coming..." Yet despite his ominous words, there was not a sign of the usual sly look on his face, his smile in fact only brightening more before he declares: "But that's a lie! I'd never hurt my precious detective... and because I'm so nice like that, he's going to cuddle me! And I won't take no for an answer!"

"O-Oh my god, Kokichi-" Hearing him go on that dramatic speak, and then demanding cuddles...couldn't help but make him laugh, fondly shaking his head. "You are absolutely ridiculous, you know that? B-But... I wouldn't mind cuddling with you! I-I mean it's...nice when we c-cuddle together..."

"You think so?! Good! No one else in this world has this special privilege to cuddle with me, you know... so that makes you extra special." And it was true; this level of intimacy he has with Shuichi, he could never feel comfortable enough having with anyone else. Not only that, but with Shuichi... he found himself being more honest at times, while of course still telling light-hearted lies for the most part. And while it was still hard for him to...at times let himself be more unguarded around him; more vulnerable. He trusted him. Trusted that he won't hurt him, won't ever stab him in the back. It was still scary to trust someone like this, but...it was a feeling that, deep down: he always wanted to experience. And right now, he just wanted to indulge in Shuichi's warmth, the sound of his soothing heartbeat....just being able to enjoy having the detective all to himself like that.

"Hehehe.... Mmhm; I do feel special." His arms go to gently wrap around Kokichi's waist, as he begins cuddling him softly. "It's....a little embarrassing to say, but.... I actually am really happy you're here. Even while I was reading, you....were on my mind." Kokichi could probably hear his heart starting to race a little. A quiet, slightly shaky exhale, he adds: "Y-You're....always on my mind, really..."

"....!" Now it was Kokichi's turn to blush, cheeks turning a light pink as he started up at Shuichi with wide eyes. "I'm always on your mind...?" He really was surprised... he always thought it was just him, having Shuichi on his mind. So to know the same applied to him in turn.... "......" Made him glad Shuichi was not the one laying his head on his chest, or else he would've felt that hard thump in Kokichi's. And as if you try making a joke to ignore the rapid beating of his heart, he forces a smile and teases: "Does that mean you really do have dirty thoughts of me? My, my, my! Shumai's such a pervert~!"

"?!?!?! H-H-Huh?! Wh-Where did that come from! ueeuue, I’m being serious here, K-Kokichi!” He whines, bringing one hand up to tug his cheek, emitting a mischievous giggle from the other. Though it really did help to not only ease Kokichi’s, but also Shuichi’s nervousness as well. “Dummy...” He mutters with a puffed out cheek, before it relaxes into a smile. “A-Anyway...yes, you are. Always wondering... how you’re doing when we are not hanging out together. If you’re alright, having fun somewhere... or causing trouble somewhere with your pranks. Hahaha.... but yeah,, just... hoping that you’re doing okay, and that you’re happy. S-Since...um....well: y...y-you’ve probably already figured it out by now.”

As Shuichi had continued on, Kokichi silently listened as he rested his head on Shuichi’s chest again. There was a soft glow in his eyes as he continued to cuddle Shuichi. Being thought of so much like that... and that Shuichi always wishes for his happiness... things he never really heard anyone say about him, before. It made his heart feel full...and full of even more love for the detective. He truly loves him so much.... but then Shuichi says that last part. “...Huh?” Figured it out by now, he says? Kokichi knew exactly what he meant, and yet... even his mind started second-guessing. Thinking.... there’s no way Shuichi must be implying that he... Swallowing, Kokichi purses his lips. His expression becomes unreadable, but even he can’t hide the tinge of nervousness still apparent in his eyes. “....Figured what out? I don’t know what you’re talking about... guess you’ll have t...to...” His voice becomes ever so shaky. “Say it outright. Unless you’re a coward.”

“Ahhh...” Shuichi knows Kokichi isn’t that naive. He’s pushing him to say it; to say those three words. And it’s not as if he doesn’t want to... but the thought of actually confessing to him, especially unprompted... makes him immensely nervous. What if he didn’t feel the same? What if this strains their friendship, if Kokichi does reject him? He knows the latter at least was irrational thinking, but... just the idea of someone he loves, loving him back: sounded too good to be true, to happen to him... but he wasn’t going to run away, wasn’t going to lie to himself. No matter what the outcome will be... he doesn’t want to hold in how he truly feels for him, forever. “........” A deep exhale, he nods his head. “O....Okay. I’ll say it. I....I-I...” Several more exhales, he gives. He ignores how loud his heart is beating as he finally gets it out. “....I love you, Kokichi.... a-and I... always want to be with you.”

He loves him. Shuichi loves him. Even after hearing it with his own ears, and being the one who wanted Shuichi to say it clearly... his mind still had to process it. Process that those words were being told to him, from the person who stole his heart. “A-Ah...” He could feel his heart burst into his chest, and an overwhelming amount of emotions bubbling up in him; ....all good ones. Despite how prideful he acts... deep down, Kokichi never imagined anyone could ever love him. That everyone simply puts up with him at best. And feared.... maybe Shuichi did the same thing for a while, too. Now he felt stupid for thinking that. Jokingly thinking to himself that he should be a master at reading people, yet as always: Shuichi always knew how to catch him off guard, knock the words right out his mouth. “.....Mmmnnnngh.......” He was so happy-so happy his mind was swirling-but also a little embarrassed because of how happy this made him to hear. He was blushing deeply, quickly burying his face in Shuichi’s chest to hide it. “N...No fair, damnit...” He mumbles. “It’s supposed to be the evil supreme leader that kills the detective, not the other way around!!” Despite his dramatic declaration, he couldn’t hide how truly flustered he was in the whine he then emits.

“H-Hehehe....” Shuichi felt like his heart could stop at any moment, anticipating how Kokichi will respond to his confession. He has to admit he didn’t expect him to get so flustered, though... he honestly found it really cute. ‘U-Um...sorry...” He shyly giggles, feeling his own cheeks heat up. “If... if you need some time, th-that’s okay! I-I, ah... understand it’s so sudden.” His hand hesitates for a moment... before he goes to slowly comb it through Kokichi’s locks. “You don’t need to give an answer right away.”

“Shumai...” He emits a soft sigh at the hair strokes, relaxing into his hand. Shuichi was always so considerate of his feelings like that... it made his heart all the more fuzzier. “.........” And before he knew it... Kokichi lifts his head up and starts crawling closer up to Shuichi’s face. Gray eyes would be greeted with meek, purple ones. Then, with bated breath... wraps hisi arms around his neck, and leans in to plant a kiss to Shuichi’s lips.

“...!” He didn’t have time to ask what was up when Kokichi suddenly brought his face so much closer when he kissed him. His eyes widened and it felt like fireworks going of in his chest. But for once, he wasn’t going to try so hard to process something he did not expect to happen at all. He will just go along with it.... and happily lean into his kiss, eyes slowly coming to a close as he did so. “Mm...” A low hum vibrates through him into the kiss. The arm still wrapped around Kokichi, now rubs slow circles into his back, while the other twirls a lock of hair around his finger. This felt so nice.... and his lips felt so soft. “...Kokichi....” He softly whispers into it. This felt like heaven to him...

Doing something so sudden like this... Kokichi was screaming internally. He hoped he didn’t just become far too forward, making Shuichi uncomfortable. But he was just... so overwhelmed with happiness and love for him, that he wanted to psychically express that, rather than with words alone. He would kick himself if he still did the wrong, though... but the moment he felt Shuichi lean in to deepen it, uttering his name so lovingly like that... it made his worries dissipate. He was so relieved and happy... and even once they would have to catch their breath, one kiss wasn’t enough. Now that he knew Shuichi liked it too, he wanted more. “Sh...Shuichi...” He whispers in between pants. The gaze he gives Shuichi is slightly intense, but pouring with love. Then without missing a beat, he leans in to plant another, slightly deeper kiss. And then another, and another... he loved the feel of Shuichi’s lips. He wanted to keep indulging in this feeling, not wanting to stop until he would truly have to.

The hand that was playing with his hair, moved to caress his cheek when Kokichi whispered his name like that, a half-lidded gaze returning the loving one Kokichi gave him. And each kiss Kokichi gave him, Shuichi near eagerly returned. He didn’t want to stop, either: he wanted to just kiss him over and over if he could. But eventually, the two had to catch their breath for real, now. Heavy pants emit from the two, faces an even deeper, heated red. “H-Hah....hah....th...that was...” A small, shy smile eventually appears on his face. “Th-That was nice.... I wouldn’t mind doing that more often....”

“Nishishi... you nerd....” He fondly teases, giving him his own small, but genuine smile. “Yeah, kissing you is now going to be my new favorite thing to do, so you’d better prepare yourself, detective~!” Then, Kokichi goes silent for a brief moment. The smile on his face grows warmer.... the warmest Shuichi would ever see from him. “.....I love you, too. And I always want to be with Shumai, too... Th-There.” Ohh how he hates it when he genuinely stammers like that. “I’m so embarrassed, I could die! You’ve got to remedy this by giving me lots of cuddles and kisses, Shuichi!”

“H-Hehe.....Koki...” Hearing Kokichi say it back, made his heart soar. He gives him a much warmer and brighter smile, giggling as he listened to him continue on. “H-Hahaa, well that’s only if y-you don’t kill me with adorableness, first! B...But yes, I hear you loud and clear. Anything for my....ah.....b-boyfriend....”

“Boyfriend...” That’s right, he thought: now that they both confessed their feelings, and want to be together.... that made them boyfriends, now. He could feel his heart giddily bouncing around in his chest, again. Now he had a much bigger and brighter smile on his face, cuddling Shuichi even more wildly as he exclaims: “Yes, that’s right! I’m Shumai’s boyfriend!! And he’s mine~! Mmm and sorry, I don’t think I’ll stop killing you like that. Now I am waitiiiing!”

“Y-Yes!! And oh my god, y-you are so...!” A rare unrestrained, bright laugh emits from Shuichi, as he starts cuddling Kokichi just as much now, and plants several soft kisses to his lips in between giggles. A very satisfied and happy squeal leaves Kokichi when Shuichi gives him just what he wanted, kissing him back just as eagerly and in between giggles as well. And to think, this is all happened because he decided to play a silly prank on Shuichi. He couldn’t had been any more proud of himself for being so chaotic and silly unprompted like that.

#Shuichi Saihara #Kokichi Ouma #danganronpa #saiouma #saioumaday #danganronpa v3 #Kay's Writings

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agustdakasuga · 4 years

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You Never Walk Alone | Chapter 7

Genre: Werewolf!AU, Poly!AU?, Mate!AU, romance, fluff

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Characters: Student!reader, Omega!Seokjin, Alpha!Yoongi, Beta!Hoseok, Alpha!Namjoon, Omega!Jimin, Beta!Taehyung, Alpha!Jungkook

Summary: You live a quiet life in your late grandfather’s cabin in the woods. You go to school just to graduate and get your diploma, not to make friends or stand out from the crowd. That was until one day, you enter your home to see a pack of wolves that need shelter.

Dinner with the boys gave you a new experience that you knew would stick with you for a while. Although you cannot forget the wolves, you’re just as happy with your 7 new friends.

Friday drew a lot nearer than you expected. After school, you parted ways with the boys and went home. Of course, they didn’t stop reminding you about coming over to their house for dinner later. As if you would forget in the span of 5 minutes.

“Should I bring anything?” You asked.

“Just yourself.” Jungkook smiled and you nodded your head with a smile. You headed into your cabin and took a quick shower.

“What should I wear?” You stood in front of your closet, only wrapped in a towel. You haven’t really been to anyone else’s home for a meal before so you were a little nervous.

“Too casual... Too fancy...” You tossed aside each outfit that you felt didn’t fit.

In the end, you decided to go with a blue skater skirt with stars and a white button up shirt. Staring at yourself in the mirror, you brushed your hair.

“There.” You nodded in approval.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

“Coming!” You put your brush down and headed downstairs. When you opened the door, you were not expecting to see RM standing there. When he saw you, he was taken aback by how simply breathtaking you were, even if you didn’t deliberately dress up. He cleared his throat before smiling at you, flashing you his deep dimple.

“I came to escort you. Make sure you don’t get lost on your way. You look good, by the way.” RM explained with a smile and you blushed.

“Oh, thank you. Am I over dressed?” You asked.

“Not at all.” He shook his head.

“Just let me get my bag.” You said to him and ran back to your room. You slung your bag over your shoulder and wore your converse shoes. After you were done, you turned off the lights and locked the front door.

“RM- Oof!” You had turned and bumped into his chest, not realising he was standing right behind you.

“Sorry.” The both of you stepped away from one another.

“Ready to go?” He cleared his throat. You gave an awkward smile and nodded your head. RM led the way and you followed him through the forest.

“We’re on the way.” RM told his brothers as he cast you a subtle side glance. You were focused on the path ahead of you, not being familiar with this part of the forest. He smiled softly at you, finding it a little hard to believe that you were standing by his side, walking alone with him.

“Woah.” You stopped as the big bungalow came to view. It was so big and modern that you wondered just how they built it so quickly.

“What do you think?” RM nudged you gently.

“It’s huge!” You chuckled. He gestured forward to the steps and you bowed your head, stepping up. RM opened the door and led you inside. If you thought the outside was nice, the inside was even more impressive.

“(y/n)!” You were tackled by hugs.

“H-Hello.” You stuttered.

“Hey, let our guest breathe.” The 3 youngest ones were pulled away from you and you straightened your skirt.

“You’re here.” Jimin grinned.

“That, I am. Thanks again for inviting me over. Your house is so beautiful.” You complimented and the boys once again, mentally fawned over how adorable you were as you had a fascinated look on your face.

“Have a seat! Dinner will be done soon.” J-Hope invited, pointing to the empty couch, and you nodded, tucking your skirt under your bum as you sat down. V placed a cup of tea down in front of you and you bowed your head, taking the cup and sipping the liquid lightly. The 5 boys all sat around you, Seokjin and Suga staying in the kitchen to finish cooking.

“The tea is very nice.” You turned to V.

“Thank you. It’s my own custom blend that I created.” V said and you nodded your head, impressed.

“I have not greeted Seokjin and Suga.” You remembered and stood up.

“She’s so polite and courteous.” Jungkook stared at you. Jimin led you to the kitchen, where the oldest two were cooking. They were so busy that they didn’t even notice that you walked in. They didn’t even smell your scent.

“Hyungs.” V coughed and they jumped slightly, turning around to see you standing there with a shy smile.

“Hello. Thank you for cooking.” You said to them.

“No problem. It should be done in about half an hour. Did the boys get you a drink while you wait?” Jin asked and you nodded your head, laughing. Your tinkling laughter was like music to their ears.

“Please, don’t rush on my accord. I love the tea V gave me and the boys are nice to talk to. Actually, is there anything I can help with? I’m not a gourmet chef but I can do simple things like chopping or stir frying. If that will help take some load off you.” You offered, rolling your sleeves up.

“How generous.” Jin and Suga melted.

“Nonsense. You’re our guest, we can’t possibly make you cook with us. You should be relaxing. And you’re dressed so nicely, we wouldn’t want to dirty your clothes.” Yoongi spoke softly.

“That’s okay. And it feels weird to be treated so formally. We’re friends after all, right?” You asked and they all nodded their heads.

“Still, we’re not going to let you cook. Come on, we’ll give you a house tour.” Placing his hands on your shoulders, Jimin led you out of the kitchen. You followed them as they showed you their new house.

They didn’t bother going through the bedrooms because that was boring. But they did show you the library, the backyard garden, the dining room, the bar area and their home theatre. Even their hallways had a lot of glass panels, which let a lot of natural light in, giving the space a warm feeling. It was very homey but you knew it must have cost a lot.

“Really nice home.” You told them.

“Thank you, we’re glad you like it. You know you can come over whenever you like.” V grinned and your eyes widened slightly. Jungkook nudged his older brother gently.

“Hyung, you can’t say that to a girl.” Jungkook whispered. You covered your hands to stifle your laughs.

“Oh, sorry.” V blushed.

“It’s fine.” You laughed and continued walking back to the living room with them. You saw Jungkook helping the others set the table and stepped up, going to the kitchen to find J-Hope scooping the rice into bowls.

“Can I help?” You asked.

“Alright. Help me bring these out?” He smiled and you nodded, taking the bowls in your hands. With each bowl, he told you who was having which. There were different amounts of rice. For example, Jungkook, Seokjin and RM ate a lot more rice than Suga and Jimin.

“Is this good for you?” He showed you the bowl.

“Perfect.” You grabbed the bowl graciously and brought it out. Of course, he knew how much you ate after seeing out cook for yourself over the course of 2 weeks.

“Wow, what a spread. Thanks for cooking.” You turned to Suga and Seokjin.

“Hope it’s to your liking.” Seokjin smiled.

“Don’t worry! It looks so good, I’ll definitely like it.” You chuckled as everyone took their seats. You sat in between V and Jungkook. There was seriously so much food but mostly beef. Seeing how the boys ate so much beef reminded you of the 7 wolves yet again. Wolf Jimin would have loved to have so much beef instead of that boiled chicken he hated.

“(y/n)? You okay?” Suga waved a hand in front of your face.

“Huh? Oh, yeah, I’m fine. Just day dreaming, sorry.” You blushed and continued eating. Jungkook grabbed a piece of beef, putting it in your bowl with a small smile.

“Thank you.” You turned to him.

“Eat up!” Jungkook grinned, reminding you a bunny. It felt awkward at first but the boys were quick to make you feel comfortable with conversations you could relate to. You have never eaten a home cooked meal with this many people before.It had always been you and your grandfather.

“How’s the food?” Seokjin asked.

“It’s really good! You guys are great cooks.” You smiled as you put another spoon of rice into your mouth.

“So, what’s the reason you guys decided to settle here? You all seem like the kind to live in the city rather than a secluded country side like here.” You asked.

“We’re here because of you.” They all thought.

“Not really though. We appreciate our nature. The city gets too noisy and stressful some times. But you never get tired of the countryside. We definitely wouldn’t be able to get such a nice house if we were in the city.” V spoke.

“You’re right. I grew up here with my grandfather. This place is my life and I never want to leave.” You confessed, remembering fond memories with your grandfather.

“Even if he’s not here anymore, I still want to continue living here.” You added. The boys grew soft.

“We’re sorry for your loss.” Suga whispered.

“Thank you. But I guess I got to meet you guys so I’m not completely alone.” You shrugged with a smile.

“Ever the optimist. You’re right, you will never be alone again.” J-Hope smiled softly.

“Next time, you guys should come over to mine. I’ll bake something if you guys like.” You smiled. The boys were all excited at the thought of going over to your house. They missed the scent of your cabin and most of all, they missed being around you. And now, with the promise of your baked goods, they were even more than thrilled to go.

“We would love to!” Jungkook said a little too enthusiastically. You grinned and reached out to pat his head, making him freeze.

“Sorry! I shouldn’t have...” You panicked, not knowing what got into you.

“No! No! It’s okay! I don’t mind.” Jungkook assured. It was more than okay. The skin to skin contact you had with him just sent shivers down his spine, in a good way.

“Calm down.” Jungkook scowled to his wolf.

When dinner was done, you helped bring the dishes to the back, which the boys already tried to protest to you doing. Therefore, when you tried to ask to help with the dishes, they kicked you out of the kitchen.

“I just wanted to help. It feels weird not to be doing anything.” You rubbed the back of your neck.

“Just relax, (y/n). It’s our agreement with one another anyway. Those who don’t cook, help to clean up.” Seokjin leaned against the back of the couch. Suga nodded in agreement, drinking his iced coffee. He looked up but when your eyes met, you turned away in embarrassment.

“Cute.” Suga thought fondly.

“You like coffee?” You asked. He nodded his head.

“I want to visit your cafe.” He stated quite straightforwardly. Your eyes widened and Seokjin burst out laughing.

“Forgive my dear Suga, he speaks his mind without thinking. What he means is, we would love to visit the cafe you’re working at. You know, to try the coffee that you make.” Seokjin quickly explained.

“Oh, right. Here.” You gave them the name card of the cafe. Suga took it with two hands, slipping it into his back pocket. You checked your phone and saw that it was getting quite late. If it was your first time over, you shouldn’t overstay your welcome.

“I should get going.” You slung your bag over your shoulder.

“I’ll walk you home.” Suga stood up as well. The others came out and grabbed Suga and Seokjin, dragging them to the ktichen. You stood there awkwardly.

“Rock, paper, scissors.” They squinted at each other.

“Wait! Namjoon hyung already got to pick her up! He should be excluded.” V said and everyone turned to look at the leader. He sighed and backed away with his hands held up in surrender.

“Rock, paper, scissors!” They shot out. Seokjin won. He held his scissors up proudly, smirking at the rest.

“I’ll bring you.” Seokjin smiled.

“Thanks for coming over.” The other 6 walked the two of you to the door with smiles and waves.

“Thanks for having me.” You bowed slightly and followed Seokjin out. The forest path was dark and quiet but enough moonlight shone through the tree tops so you were not walking back blindly. You turned slightly to look at Seokjin, his handsome features standing out more than usual under the illuminating moonlight.

“Yes?” He turned to you.

“Nothing.” You shook your head, turning your gaze back forward. Seokjin snickered silently to himself. It was a nice silence that engulfed the two of you.

“Are you cold?” Seokjin removed his denim jacket.

“It’s okay, Seokjin.”

“I wouldn’t want you getting sick.” He chuckled, draping the cardigan over your shoulders. You smiled gratefully and hugged the jacket around your frame tighter. It did bring some warmth and Seokjin’s faint scent on the cloth made you feel more comforted.

“Have a nice night, (y/n). Sleep well.” Seokjin stopped in front of your door.

“Thank you for having me over and walking me back. Have a good night.” You wished. Seokjin waited for you to enter your house before leaving. As you closed the door, you realised that you still had his jacket.

“I’ll return it on Monday or something.” You threw it in the wash and headed upstairs to your room.

You had morning shift the next day at the cafe. You headed in and removed your hoodie, changing into your barista uniform. Checking your reflection, you adjusted the apron around your waist and headed to the front.

“Morning.” Your manager, May, came out a few minutes after, checking the cash register.

“Morning, May sshi.” You bowed your head and turned on the coffee equipment. The machines buzzed lightly as it heated up. There was half an hour until opening time so you went around your area, checking and making sure you had everything you needed. You went back to get the milk out, stocking the mini fridge that was below your counter.

“The new cups need labels.” May told you.

“On it.” You went to get the bag of new cups, sticking the cafe’s labels on each one by hand.

“I’m going to open up.” May smiled and you nodded your head, putting the finished cups aside. The regular office workers came through to get their hot coffees on the go. You were very much focused on delivering the orders.

“1 iced americano, please.” A customer ordered. You heard the order and immediately started making the order.

“So this is it, huh?” The same voice spoke and you jumped slightly. You looked up to see the customer in front of you, with only the counter table separating the both of you.

“Suga sshi?” You moved your head slightly forward to see the face that was covered by the black cap.

“What’s with the formality?” He tilted his head. You blushed slightly.

“Sorry, I’m just used to formalities while I’m at work. I wasn’t expecting to see you.” You smiled as you fixed his coffee.

“I told you I was going to come check it out.” He shrugged. You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly and closed the lid over his cold beverage, putting it on the pick up table. You gestured to it with a slight bow of the head and he grabbed it, along with a straw.

“Thank you. Have a nice day.” You hummed and went back to making the other orders. Suga sat at a table near the corner, on his phone. You would occasionally look over at him to see him on his phone.

“Afternoon.” Your other colleagues, Junseo and Soojoo, came in. You bowed your head in greeting.

“Go have lunch. We’ll take over.” They said and you nodded.

Suga saw you leaving to the back room and stood up, his almost empty cup in his hand. When he saw you coming out the kitchen’s double doors with your bag, he followed you.

“You’re still here?” You giggled.

“Are you having your lunch break?” He ignored your question as he opened the cafe door for you to exit. You nodded your head. Suga looked conflicted, he wasn’t someone confident in his verbal confessions.

“Suga, would you like to have lunch together?” You asked. He nodded his head, looking away.

“Noodles?” The two of you walked to the nearby noodle bar together to eat. The owner gave you a table by the window and Suga removed his cap, running his fingers through his hair before fixing the accessory over his head again. His fluffy hair reminded you of the white wolf’s soft fur and it made you softened slightly at the memory of the wolves.

“One spicy soup for me.” You looked at the menu.

“Same.” Suga nodded. He called the waiter over to take your orders. Even if Suga was quiet, it was a nice kind of silence that the two of you shared.

“Sorry, I don’t hold a lot of conversations. I’m not like V or Jimin.” Suga cleared his throat.

“Don’t apologise. You’re Suga, you’re your own person. I don’t expect you to be like V or Jimin. Besides, sometimes I like the peace and quiet too. And I’m sure there are things that make you uniquely you.” You sent him a soft, reassuring smile.

“That’s why you’re perfect.” Suga mentally smiled.

“Two spicy noodles.” The waiter placed the bowls in front of you. You gave out the cutlery while Suga poured the cold tea.

“So, when did you move here?” Suga asked.

“I think... When I was about 5? The memory is quite foggy that I don’t quite remember what happened to my parents. My grandfather also grew sour when I asked him about it so I just stopped asking.” You shrugged.

“Do you... ever want to know what happened?”

“Of course, I do. At the end of the day, they’re still my parents.” You said a bit coldly.

“I-I’m sorry! That was totally not cool of me. I didn’t mean for it to come out like that.” You realised how horrible your tone was and was in panic. You didn’t want to make Suga feel bad for asking.

“No, it’s alright. I shouldn’t have asked so much.” Suga replied.

“That still doesn’t give me a reason to be rude about it. It’s just... I do want to know what happened to them. But I don’t even know where to start looking for them and maybe after so many years, I’ve just accepted the fact that maybe they just aren’t around anymore. If they really wanted to reconnect, they would have done it by now.” You sighed.

“Whatever it is, I don’t want you to think it’s your fault in any way, okay? With your parents, that’s between them.” Suga comforted.

“Thank you for saying that.” You smiled.

“What about you, Suga? How did you come to live with the other boys?” You turned the conversation on him.

“Well, it’s kind of obvious that we are biological brothers. But we have been together since we were little. Our parents are all very close and when we grew older, we just decided to stick together.” Suga said briefly.

“I see. Must be nice to have such a big family.” He noticed the slight falter in your voice.

“You are part of that family too, (y/n). We’re friends now, you don’t have to feel like you’re alone.” Suga told you.

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cacti-are-like-flamingos · 3 years

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Dating Captain Obi...

i don't think yall realize how much i simp for this man

like BRO

i simp pero like i simp HARDCORE

i fucking try shifting for whole MONTHS just so that i can breathe the same air as this man right here

(still haven't tho 😔)

i'm literally on my fucking knees for this dude

lemme suck your d-

anygaysss,,,,

Obi is an absolute sweetheart

like he's almost disgustingly sweet with how he behaves around you

now while doing things like opening doors for you and other as well as giving you the occasional compliment is literally just the actions of a decent person, this man does this and beyond

if you aren't part of the Fire Force then he's almost always checking up on you, but not in an annoying way because he also respects your privacy

he has this habit of sending you good morning texts and good nights text, which tbh at first was like wtf but as time went on, you physically could not get out of bed until that message was sent

on the other hand, if you ARE a part of the Fire Force and are located in HIS company---its fair game

he wakes you with the smell of coffee or tea or whatever you like and with that big goofy smile of his

sometimes he’ll wake you up by tickling your sides until you’re all warm and breathless

giant grins on both your faces as the two of you give each other small pecks on the lips

lol sometimes Hinawa has to actually come to your shared room and rip Obi off from you because the man literally cannot stand to be far from you

this shit be hella cute

oof we all know it but he’s also great husband material

Oooo he loves carrying you around

like it doesn’t even matter if it’s to the dining room or just to the room across, he will carry you

this man is hella fucking strong so weight don’t matter baby 🤭 the mans still gonna eat you out cuz you’re a literal fucking dessert

also

i see him as the type to like cute stuff

like if he sees like a small but cute cloud plushie or key chain, he buys it bc it’s just so cute

lmao its a strange headcanon but i see it

another thing

he is a possessive man

and i don't mean that in the yandere way

i mean it more in the way that’s like uhhh--- oh wait yea i got it

there was this one time where his possessiveness showed

he had taken you to meet Company 7 with the hopes that the companies would become closer than before; however, upon meeting the Captain, Obi was shocked to find Benimaru checking you out.

then, to add more fuel to the fire, the motherfucker had the sheer audacity to actually be nice (or whatever is nice in Beni language). Not only did he compliment you BUT he also offered to show you around, personally.

AND CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT YOU ACTUALLY SAID YES?????

Mans almost had a heart attack right there and then

“Wow thanks for the offer Captain Shinmon but my lover must be tired from the car ride here. Could you show us to me and my lover’s room?”

oof even Shinra and Konro felt the heat from his gaze

Ay ay ay

i might just have to write something with a Obi x reader x Benimaru pairing in it lol

nonetheless, this man is an absolute king with giant biddies

and we LOVE some giant biddies, don’t we simps?

...

Hope you enjoyed!

#akiteru obi x reader #akitaru obi #fire force x reader #fire force imagine #fire force headcanon #fanfic #fanfiction #imagine #anime #reader #reader insert #akitaru obi headcanon #romance #captain obi #captain obi x reader

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cadaceus · 3 years

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C2E141

One last time, y’all. This campaign and these characters have meant so much to me, and this seven hour finale was definitely an emotional rollercoaster. (Yes, I shed actual tears at one point, which rarely happens to me with media. But this is a special occasion.) These liveblogs are nearly as long as the episode itself, so grab a snack! With that being said, here are my very last liveblogs for Campaign 2 of Critical Role. As always, major spoilers below, so beware.

- Veth taking a level in Wizard, god I am really gonna cry ten minutes into this thing... 😭

- We got our first “stay with us” to Essek, I am emo...

- I was fully not expecting to say goodbye to Frumpkin, but now I’m on the verge of tears... farewell dear fey friend (Marisha saying “that wasn’t supposed to be what broke me” me too me too)

- “You’re a good person.” “I could be.” “You are.”

- “I think you’re a good person” I never thought that I’d hear Beau say that about Essek and this genuinely might be what breaks me... she thinks he’s a good person.... redemption is possible.... maybe love is real....

- If I end up crying over wizards, look away

- Jester lifting up Fjord’s arm to snuggle beneath it made me say “awww” out loud 🥺

- VETH GOING FOR A DIP IN THE POND, I AM GENUINELY SO PROUD OF HER

- “Aahhh!! It’s me! Your wife!” I am going to miss Jester’s sending so much

- Okay that accent bit was so funny, I am going to miss all of them so much

- REAL MOLLY IS BACK REAL MOLLY IS BACK REAL MOLLY IS BACK

- Oh but he doesn’t remember them... and Yasha is trying so hard to help him remember, it’s so so sweet

- Something about the way he said “Tealeaf’s nice” made me tear up... I was neutral on Mollymauk early campaign because I went into things knowing that he passed away, but this whole conversation with the Mighty Nein is So Much. Also “Kingsley Tealeaf”

- “Everyone should have a brother” as someone with three of them, I vouch for this 🥺

- a) I love Marion Lavorre (and Jester ofc!) so very much and b) I can’t believe that Jester’s parent trap actually worked??

- “I do not think Exandria is ready for how you’re going to change it” got to me... and it’s also so true. jester has already changed the world just by being kind.

- Good bye Marion... I love and will miss you so much! (And many thanks to Laura and Matt for creating an agoraphic single mother who raised a wonderful child <3)

- Beau and Jester teasing Marion for having a complicated relationship with Babenon reminds me of Caleb saying he has a complicated relationship with Essek...

- LEAVE CALEB ALON E FUOIKJLKGKNL

- THIS IS ....... SO MUCH WORSE THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE.

- Caleb’s biggest trauma(s) coming back to haunt him, I am genuinely going to cry I’m not ready for this I’m not okay

- Beau saying to Jester “Thanks, cutie” I love themmmmm

- INITIATIVE AAGJASKHDKJ AAAAAHHHH

- Essek’s Gravity Sinkhole did nothing? uhhhhh Mr Stark...

- EADWULF???? HELLO?????

- Essek using his entire turn to save Caleb last battle 🤝 Caleb using his entire turn to save Essek this battle

- ASTRID???? I TRUSTED YOU??? WE ALL TRUSTED YOU????

- Another Counterspell chain sdfdghjkdl wizards !!!

- “It’s just business” is literally the Neutral Evil line, it always gives me chills when any character says it

- This hurts more after Liam confirming on Twitter that Astrid/Caleb/Eadwulf were all three a romantic item... please stop hurting Caleb, you loved him 😭

- THE FJORD VS EADWULF SWORD FIGHT IS SO CINEMATIC I LOVE IT HERE ACTUALLY

- Essek taking every opportunity to pull Caleb to safety makes me so emotional... 😭

- “You’re not the first student I’ve had to put down” I am burning with my anger for you, old man

- THE DISPEL WORKED LET’S GO CALEB.....

- Remember when Matt said that Essek doesn’t openly show concern/emotion? And now he’s saying “I’m scared” in front of his closest friends and his worst enemies.... growth my love.....

- BEAU AND VETH LETS GO CHAOS CREW LETS MF GO BABEYYYY!!!

- FJORD COUNTERSPELLING THE DIMENSION DOOR..... and Matt having him describe it.... is this taking the place of a “HDYWTDT” *eyes emoji*

- CALEB GOING DOWN NO, THANK GOD FOR THAT DEATH WARD

- Veth’s illusion of Caleb’s parents flanking Caleb in the flames.... that got me too, Liam

- “Stay down.” yeah, okay, that was sexy

- ASTRID BEING THE ONE TO ACTIVATE THE COLLAR IS LITERALLY POETIC JUSTICE... Trent being beaten by the student who stuck with him longest I love this so much, she deserved that moment honestly

- Break Time, AKA Emma Makes Her Weekly Mug Brownie Interlude

- Sometimes I feel like “death is too good for you” is a copout, but in this case it fits so well, I want this mf’s reputation destroyed and the entire operation exposed and overthrown let’s goooo

- “I loved you both so much”.... Astrid and Eadwulf walking away.... oh, Blumendrei... I know this is not the end of your story. What’s past is prologue, loves

- The Empire Siblings are gonna burn down the whole system because it’s the system that enables individual corruption... I am so fulfilled by this, god i love them

- “I love you too” OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH, FJORESTER ARE THE CUTEST FOR REAL

- Jester and Essek’s friendship still means so much to me btw just in case anyone wanted a check-in

- Veth giving the flask to Kingsley!! Good for her, good for her!

- OH Blumenduo are back already! I truly thought that was going to be their last appearance of the Campaign, why is this taking me more by surprise than Trent’s appearance

- “[Caleb] notes how similar Eadwulf and Fjord are” this is Widofjord adjacent... this episode we have gotten Widomauk-adjacent, Widojest-adjacent, and Widofjord-adjacent (and Blumentrio ofc), now come through Shadowgast and we can get a full Bingo on the “Bisexual Maelstrom” card

- Speaking of relationships, I am lowkey into the Fjord/Jester/Kingsley dynamic LOL no one look at me I’m in hiding

- I’M NOT READY TO SAY GOODBYE TO VETH AND CAD 😭 It makes sense and the fact that they have their families back is beautiful but also consider this: I’m sad and I will miss them

- The goodbyes to Caduceus..... I am going to cry aren’t I?

- “If he’s anything like his mom, you won’t see him until it’s too late” Okay that made me giggle, I love Veth and I love Luc and I love their little family

- IS ESSEK LEAVING TOO? THAT’S GONNA BE WHAT BREAKS ME ISN’T IT

- If Essek leaves and we never see him again, getting a triple whammy of goodbyes I will be so incredibly sad, I cannot do this 😭

- If anyone is interested, no I am not doing well

- I was lowkey ready to get an Essek’s feelings for Caleb confirmation tonight, I guess it makes sense that we didn’t but I hope that this is not the last time we see Essek... I want to write another emo post about him and about how much he means to me but I will refrain

- CALEB BEING A TEACHER IS THE ENDGAME I WANT FOR HIM PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

- Wow, I really was not ready to see Caduceus and Essek go for some reason... I really wanted this Campaign to end on the image of the Mighty Nein together as all nine of them... I’m feeling so numb right now having to say goodbye 😭

- Oh, we’re in the epilogue now!

- When Fjord said “[the sea] is my favorite place to be” I genuinely felt that on a spiritual level... the ocean is home, it truly is and always will be for me as well

- “I CAST MODIFY MEMORY” FJORD LMAOOOOOOO

- Okay, that Widobrave ending is what made me shed tears for the first time this episode... not to be Personal but my biological brother graduates High School tomorrow, and for some reason this conversation just reminded me so much of me and him and now I’m emotional

- NOT THE SYPHILIS BANDITS DSYUHDFJKLSFJ;DS OKAY I NEEDED THAT LAUGH

- “I’d like to hear about your friend” Kingsley aww

- Beau giving Kingsley her first diary to help him realize who they all are is actually so perfectly fitting, I love that!

- “The other eight and I, yes” Caleb counting all nine of them again 😭

- CALEB BEING OFFERED AN ASSEMBLY SEAT WTF AAAHHH

- Oh shit, Astrid took the Assembly seat... I’m not sure how I feel about this, I feel so bad for her for having to stay in the system that abused her for so long and I would have loved to see her burn the whole thing down, but I hope that she at least has a sense of contentment with this title

- “I go where you go, baby” Beauyasha.... my darling loves....

- Beau’s dad??? But also Beau being the one with power over her father is so Good, I’m glad that she got justice on that front as well!

- This talk with Artagan... “I didn’t want you to be a god. I wanted you to be my friend.” and in the process my love you created divinity... maybe divinity is the friends we made along the way

- OH SHIT WE ARE GETTING ALL THE VANDRAN LORE TONIGHT I’M READY LET’S GO LET’S GO

- VANDRAN AND AVANTIKA WERE AN ITEM???

- Wait crack theory: Sabian was a half elf right? Could he be the son of Vandren and Avantika? Or is that too much of a stretch?

- Vandran going with them!!! Also I feel like that moment between Fjord and Vandran was lowkey a tease to a post-campain Uk’otoa one shot and I am ready for it already

- THIS BEAUYASHA MOMENT... “i’ve never known anyone as deeply as i know you” & “explore every bit of you in multiple ways ;)” & “your past doesn’t scare me, it only makes you beautiful” .... this is so much they are so much i love them so much

- “I will have you and then some” Beauyasha 😭

- I’m torn between “oh my god there’s still half an hour left?” and “how is there only half an hour left??”

- “You will let this Skyspear live at least?” oh my god so Yasha killed the last Skyspear then? Oof...

- YASHA GIVING ZUALA(’S GRAVE) THE BOOK OF FLOWERS, OH DEAR HEART

- And Beau’s talk to Zuala about being the luckiest woman alive and sacrifice.... 😭

- PLANTING FLOWERS AT ZUALA’S GRAVE... “NO BETTER GRAVE MARKER” THIS IS MAKING ME SO EMOTIONAL, I KNOW I’VE SAID THIS A LOT THIS EPISODE BUT THIS TRULY IS SO BEAUTIFUL

- So... I may or may not be crying again

- Shadowgast with a steel chair??

- Caleb’s plan for saving his parents... it’s clear he has thought of this so much, oh my darling love 😭

- Caleb burning down his chance to change his past is so symbolic and something he really needed to do, it does make me emotional though

- The other book was him writing to his parents?? Oh bby boy 😭

- While I would have loved for Caleb to open his own magic school (especially with Essek, or the Mighty Nein, or someone else as well), I am so pleased that he stays with Veth and that their friendship continues for the rest of their life because again: they mean so so much to me, and in a way they remind me of me and my biological brother (which I never realized before this episode) and yeah. They just make me Emo

- Also. Caleb being a professor was my Number One Endgame Hope for him and the fact that it came true is just so surreal in the best way possible. I’m so used to being robbed of happy endings. The fact that the Mighty Nein all got theirs makes me incredibly happy. A story does not have to be sad to be impactful. Happy stories and happy endings, especially during a time period of tumultuous real life circumstances, have just as much value and meaning and they always will. Caleb is teaching the next generation magic, and he is teaching them to be Good, and he is nurturing them, and that just means so much

- MATT CRYING IS GONNA GET TO ME

- “Let’s do it again” Please, let’s.

- Okay, everyone. I made it all seven hours in one piece with surprisingly minimal tears (though who knows, this might all sink in tomorrow.) I already wrote my thoughts earlier today about how much the Mighty Nein mean to me and how much this show and these characters have kept me holding on during quarantine and today... I’m still not ready to let them go, but I know that I can always revisit to say hello and to say thank you for changing me. Until then though... I love you all more than you could ever know. And for the last time of Campaign 2... is it Thursday yet?

Good night 💗

#cr spoilers #critical role spoilers #c2e141 #critical role #my liveblogs #cr2 #i genuinely can't believe this is the end y'all... what a journey. what a freaking journey 💗#to anyone who has ever interacted with even one of my liveblogs: i love you and i think about you every damn day dfghjkflf #it makes me Emo knowing that i'm not just speaking to the void and that there are ppl out there listening etc #also this liveblog was TWO THOUSAND WORDS LONG i checked it in a google doc sgdhjkdl #so if you made it through all that you may be entitled to financial compensation #but in all seriousness: i love you mighty nein. and thank you for everything.#is it thursday yet?#queue #(i always queue these for the mornings dgfhjk!)#and yes i WILL be liveblogging campaign 3 #also mayhaps this hiatus will be time for me to catch up with vox machina?

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