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itstheghostofmypast · 1 month

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(College AU) Choi San x (f)Reader

Summary: Of course, they loved each other. He was obsessed with her. She, with him to some extent, but to recognise each other outside the four walls of their comfort was a 'no-no'. Perhaps because as much as they loved each other, who knew being academic rivals would be so problematic.

Genre: Hurt + Comfort

Rating: nc-17

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.9K

Est. Read Time: 13 min

Networks: @cromernet @k-labels

Banner: @cafekitsune

"I'm so glad we're done with exams." He sighed, sitting down and rolling his shoudlers, before rubbing his neck and eying the food, then deciding to order another round.

"Mhmm... I was so glad to close all the tabs today. My laptop practically thanked me." Smiling, she leaned forward on her elbows, "Is this why we're having an expensive meal?"

Her words held no real malice, but an air of unease, she never liked how he'd casually spend like this, especially on her, she had done nothing to deserve this, and the constant reminder of how he'd always pay whenever it was pricey would nip at her self pride.

He paused to look at her before pouting, "No, I just wanted to treat my girl." Mumbling he moved the tray towards her, gesturing for her to start first, trying to ignore her lingering gaze, the eerie nostalgia setting in, he knew what she'd get like during exam season, extremely cynical and skeptical, to be honest he was no different- but they were finally free and perhaps he just wanted to enjoy a nice meal with her, no hidden intentions or ulterior motives, nothing to think about but each other.

"Then let's go dutch-"

"Not a chance." His abrupt words cut her off, for a split second his tone reverted back to the one she was used to, the tone he'd use back in the day, to snub her or out do her while answering, this tone was often accompanied by a scoff, the only gesture that would mildly indicate that this was but a fun little game, though she knew when the tone was all that would surface, he'd be serious, in no mood for negotiation. Fortunately, he had barely ever used it with her, often in times of forcing her to do something good for herself, like to rest or to eat, but she'd seen him use the same tone with a few people, who were once her friends, he didn't know she was there, standing behind the wall, listening to him call out her so called friends, people who'd just use her for her work, leeching off her academics, knowing she'd be too tired to even argue or say no, or even too guilty when one of them would bring up how smart she was and that made her arrogant- she heard him that day, the crisp morning air wasn't as cold as his words,

"Your incompetence is a curse you should bear on your own. Don't drag others down in that pitiful hole of yours, especially her."

That day she had lost an entire circle of friends, at a point she wondered if it was even worth it, wondered why he even said that when a class ago he had called her 'a silly little girl' for arguing about what a Freudian slip was when she was clearly wrong, now here he was defending her honour? On the same day he had come to her, sitting next to her in the library and slipping her a coupon, initially she had thought he was insulting her- a typical bourgeoisie move, only to realise it was a coupon for a couple's meal, noticing him side eying her to read her expressions. She had turned to him, pointing at the coupon, herself and then him, and as wordlessly as she had spoken, he too nodded, pointing at himself, her and then the coupon. Something had begun to blossom between the two that day, a relationship both were too afraid to talk about, perhaps because of their on going rivalry since the beginning of their academic year, or the way they'd ignore each other until one would bother the other, or perhaps the fear of being questioned by the lingering gazes around the hallways, the whispers the wind carried around the campus- wanting not to be part of the gust of wind, choosing to keep whatever this was hidden, a secret shared by just the two.

"I mean...I'd prefer you don't, I wanted to treat you," his argument coming out softer, as he nodded to the waiter who had entered the private section after knocking, to place another tray in front of them, "Just us and a nice meal...I haven't spent enough time with you....that's why." Clearing his throat , he avoided the way she studied him, eyes scanning each feature, every gesture, every breath he'd take, to be able to study his next more, to prepare herself. Truth be told he hated it when she'd do that, this was the first thing that irked him about her, and although he had always been gentle natured, this trait of hers would always have his ulterior ego surface, ready to claw her. It took him some time to realise that was just the face she'd make while thinking, not only at him but everyone, including her exam sheet. That did not mean that being together made it any easy for him, in fact, now he'd feel small when she'd look at him like that, he'd feel as if his sincerity was being questioned, it made him dislike himself, was he not clear enough? Was the choice of words not point to point? Maybe his tone was ooff-

"Oh...well you're right, I guess I am to blame for that, I kind of mentally blocked you out." Mumbling sheepishly she reached across the table to hold his hand, her the tips of her fingers caressing the back of his hand, noting how he visibly relaxed, "In my defense there's this annoying guy in class who thinks he's so smart-"

"Thinks?" With a scoff he laced their fingers together, leaning closer to the table to eye her, his frown morphing into his signature dimpled smile at the sound of her laughter, before he continued, adding onto the playful banter, "Last time I checked this guy beat you in the Moral Philosophy 101 quiz and assignment."

Shrugging in response she grabbed the chopsticks with her free hand, "Beginners luck. Also consequentialism sucks, you're just a utilitarian at heart, that's why you got lucky." With that verdict she began eating, earning a cackle in return, the atmosphere around them calming down once more, allowing her to relax, much to his pleasure. He had begged her to go out with him last week too, claiming that they were left with just one exam so they could relax a bit, though she had threatened to block him if he kept pestering her, which is why he had stopped spam texting her.

However, finally tonight, now that they were free he had earned the right to become her Sannie again, to roll around on her bed, messing with the sheets while she would be scrolling on her phone trying to ignore how his antics were toppling off her plushies to the floor. He'd be able to whine and complain when she'd wake him up early because the 'cafeteria is serving Yaki Udon',

"Go, they let you sneak some to your dorm, sneak some here"

"It's...6 am...let's just eat something else."

"If I had the rich boy privellage, I'd go myself, but alas-"

"Are you really guilt tripping me for being rich?"

"No, my sweet nepo-baby I'm stating a mere fact."

"A nepo-baby would be a business major like his father, not a communication major-"

"And that's why you're my favourite boy, Sannie."

That day he got her four bowls of udon, even sneaking in the dessert Wooyoung had gotten for himself, and when asked he told Wooyoung he had eaten it, never mentioning her.

That was another issue, he had to keep his relationship a secret from his friends too, initially it was fun, the thrill and excitement would have him shivering with glee, but recently, after most of his friends now had a significant other whom they would publicly walk around with or show affection to, he had begun to wonder if she'd ever want that with him. Or were they just college sweethearts, soon to be forgotten, a bitter sweet memory plastered at the back of their minds, one to return to when times would get rough.

"What's wrong?"

Her question cutting off his thought process only for him to realise how he had just been staring at his food, while she was half way done. Clearing his throat he gave her a gentle smile, shaking his head before reaching for the soda, pouring both of them a glass. Maybe some other time, he'd ask her some other time, right now he could see how she was enjoying herself, he could see how comfortable she was with him, he had no real intentions of ruining the moment.

"Are you sure? You're making the same face you did, when you had to present last semester." Just like that he had lost all the love he had for her, no, he was dating a monster, a demon in the skin of an angel, the human embodiment of Godzilla. Eyes narrowing at her direction he scoffed, leaning back to take off his jacket, before responding with a taunt, "Says the person who forgot the meaning of utility while presenting".

With a gasp she placed her hand on her heart, staring at him in faux shock, "You fiend, that's because I'm a Kant girlie at heart."

"So...you don't think the ends justify the means?" He asked cautiously, though not of her feelings, but of the risk of his own fragile heart, too afraid to let it slip out of her grasp and shatter.

"The ends, never justify the means, Sannie." She smiled, staring at him only for it to drop when she noticed him frown at his plate, slowly nodding as he looked up at her, "Yeah...I guess..."

"What's...wrong, something has been bothering you since we came here." She sighed pushing her plate aside, watching him take out his buzzing phone, choosing to stare at the phone rather than him.

"Nothing."

His blunt response nipping at her insecurities, what did she do? Should she not have said that? Did she offend him? Was he going to leave her now? They were in their final year anyway, the time spent together was supposed to come to an end and as much as she wanted to cling onto the false hope of him somehow spending the rest of his life together with her, she knew that was but a wish, reality was far too bitter, far too grim, leaving the two to wonder when they'd become a distant memory.

"Okay."

There it was, his eyes flickered up to scan her face, that defeated look she'd hold when she'd give up, why would she never fight for him? Why didn't she pester him to finish his statement, why didn't she cling onto him, pulling him closer even though he knew he'd run to her at any given moment, he was only waiting for the signal, waiting for her to say the word. Maybe Wooyoung was right, this was just a fun arrangement for the two, a temporary one, which is why Hongjoong had asked him to confront her, but he didn't want to, yet, here he was by choosing to not confront her he had somehow made it worse.

Visibly flinching under his glare she averted her gaze, clearing her throat, playing with her fingers as she stared at her lap aimlessly, so what now?

"What about us?" His words a gentle whisper as he put his phone on the table beside his plate, hunching forward to get a better look at her face, "Does our end justify our means?"

Her head snapped up in his direction, the burning sensation of the flood of tears at the brink of falling, she could feel the fat droplets clinging to her lower lashes, chewing on her lower lip as she tried to compose herself, "Which end...Sannie, the one where we say goodbye?"

His frown only deepened at her question, taking in her shaking form, pinching himself as he tried ro remain rooted to his spot. Seonghwa had told him to listen to her, to comfort and console her because women need time to process and cope, especially someone like her, but then Hongjoong's persistent 'What if she really is with you for the ride', kept bothering him, what if he were right, but at the back of his mind, this little voice was yelling at him, telling him how that was not true, how he'd seen her take care of him, how he'd felt her love for him; from when she'd slip in her extra notes in his bag for him to study to when she'd slip in a few packets of mint oreo in his bag as a treat. He knew they were more than just a fling, or at least he would like to believe that.

"Do you ... want us to?" His words as soft as the first time he had confessed to her, making her feel even more nauseous than before, though with a gulp she held it back before shaking her head and mumbling a, "No...do you?"

Shaking his head, much like her he sighed before staring aimlessly at her, "Then...why won't you fight for me?" This was less of a question, but more of a whine, a plea, one that had her finally snap.

Her sniff having him focus on her, watching her bring up her hands to cover her face, as she hunched over, making sure he couldn't see her cry, a trait that bothered him, he'd barely ever see her breakdown, even during the stressful exam season, she'd lock herself in the washroom and let it out, while he'd either wait outside the washroom (if he was lucky enough for her to let him into her dormroom) or like most exam seasons he'd be at his own dorm, trying to call her or text her.

"Why can't our end be happy?" He mumbled, finally choosing to get up and walk around the table and to her, glad he had reserved a closed off private section. Sighing he reached for her, gently gripping her wrists as he pulled her hands off her face, ignoring her whines and protest, "Tell me, why do you think we can't have a happy end?" Pulling her up to wrap his arms around her, letting her fist his shirt, soaking it with her tears, sobbing out a, "Because our means of doing so aren't good."

Pulling her back he stared at her, gripping her shoulders, "What do you mean? Do you not want to keep it a secret anymore?"

"I never wanted to keep it a secret, at least I dont want to anymore." She mumbled trying to hide in his embrace once more but he pulled her back again, much to her disappointment as he tried to read her, "I just thought...your image and...I...maybe you didn't want to tell anyone."

By now he had sat her back down leaning against the table as he looked at her, holding onto her hand, his thumbs caressing the back of her hand, listening to her, raising his eyebrows, "No..." he sighed before gently smiling at her, "I've been dropping hints for a while now. My last hint was what led the guys to pick up on the fact that we are together."

So his friends knew?

"Do they think I'm weird?" She whispered, trying to pull away her hand but he held onto her tighter, shaking his head and letting out a laugh, "If anything they thought I tricked you into dating me...Wooyoung didn't even believe me until he saw our pictures." He smiled at her, the memory of his friends accusing him for lying, making it even funnier, "Yeosang said he could tell you're into dumb guys."

"Well, you are dumb. There's no doubt about that." She mumbled, standing up and moving closer, so she was standing between his legs. Cupping his face, she smiled when he glared at her. The eerie sensation that was once slithering in her veins long gone, "I don't remember a single hint, though."

"How?" He whined, pouting at her, leaning into her touch, closing his eyes as he basked in the attention, the same attention he knew he would recieve publically from now on, there would be nothing holding them back, not her toxic friends, those who stared or whispered, in fact his friends would just support them, perhaps she needed such a support system too, would be good for her, "Yesterday after the exam I called you out, I said see you tomorrow babe."

"Thought that was a Freudian slip."

"Oh, so now you know what a Freudian slip is?" His eyes snapped open, brows furrowing at her smug expression, hissing when she squeezed his cheeks together, only to pull back when he wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tight until she was wheezing out apologies. Giving him a proper hug once he eased down on her, she sighed, pressing her forehead against his,"I really do like you, Sannie."

"I like you too." He smiled, feeling her brush her lips against his, whispering against her lips, only his next statement had him feeling her stiffen and possibly struggle against him but he held her tight, not wanting to be smacked, "They updated the marksheet, I scored higher than you in Moral Philosophy....again...sorry babe." Followed by his boisterous laughter and her whining to let him go, greatly ruining the moment.

A/N: I had to get this out of my system okay- my exams just finished. The next update ya'll will see will be of Meow Chapter 4

Taglist: @edenesth @yessa-vie @marsvillee @spooo00oky @the-kpop-simp @mlysalt

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carlyraejepsans · 2 months

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I do wonder how many people who consider soriel problematic don't see frans as problematic (which it's arguably even more problematic given Frisk's approximate age). Like, I personally do consider age gaps icky at times, but in the end soriel is between adults so it's none of my business, there's nothing morally wrong with it. But, like I really would love to hear what that kind of age gap haters has to say about frans

not many anymore i guess. that idea (sans and frisk are both 18ish) was very widespread early in the fandom, but it's gotten debunked pretty clearly multiple times and eventually like. either faded into obscurity, or morphed into "i aged them up". people know that frisk is a child. if they still ship it (and don't age frisk up either) it's because they frankly don't care about the problematic aspect of it. I've found it's kind of inescapable with japanese fanartists. at least all the "big ones" i know. ya just gotta arm yourself with the best blacklist you can and hope the filters don't shit themselves

but anyway, to go back to your questions, people who deem soriel problematic nowadays either like some other sans ship (like him and grillby. or him and napstablook????? apparently). they don't think he's frisk aged, more early 20s, so they do say he has a "mother and son relationship" with tori, and thus a "big brother relationship" with frisk. better make sure your found family follows the nuclear structure!!!

#either way it's a dumb argument. it was dumb before with the frans stuff it's dumb today with the..nuclear found family stuff.#answered asks #biscia hater moment

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olinblogin · 6 months

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LIST OF FANDOMS I WILL/WON’T WRITE FOR

What fandoms I will write for;

-Lego Monkie Kid

-One Piece

-One Punch Man

-Assassination Classroom (limited characters)

-COD (call of duty, any game)

-ATSV (across the spiderverse)

-TADC (the amazing digital circus)

-Underverse/undetale AUs

-Br0kenColors

What fandoms i won’t write for;

-Genshin Impact/Honkai impact

-Seven Deadly Sins

-Obey Me/Obey Me nightbringer

-FNF (Friday night funkin)

-MHA (my hero academia)

-Hazbin Hotel/Helluva boss

-other fandoms that have problematic backgrounds

WHAT I WILL WRITE!!!

-platonic

-light angst

-fluff

-slightly suggestive content (will have a warning)

-smut content (will have a warning)

-childhood romance (no smut.)

-teen romance (no smut.)

-Reader x character

-character x character (very rarely)

-character x Reader x character

-polycules

-T4T (trans for trans relationships)

-F4F (femme for femme relationship)

-M4M (masc for masc relationship)

-F4TF (femme for trans femme)

-F4TM (femme for trans masc)

-F4TNB (femme for trans non binary)

-F4A (femme for any)

-M4TF (masc for trans femme)

-M4TM (masc for trans masc)

-M4TNB (masc for trans non binary)

-M4A (masc for any)

-LGBTQ content

-Yandere Content (not extreme)

WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE!!!

-r@pe/noncon/dubcon

-cnc (consensual non-consent)

-child x adult

-abusive scenarios

-anything to do with children involved in anything sexual

-racism

-ableism

-unsanitary fetishes (i.e. scat, wound f*cking, etc)

-severe angst

-s*icide & s*lf h*rn

Characters I’ll write for in each fandom

BR0KENCOLORS

—characters so far—

Stalker/Damon (usually Poly)

Deliver Guy/DG (usually Poly)

Rasmus

Angel

Shadowman (not much I for abt them, some nsfw - demisexual)

Gunther

Leevi

—characters not in game yet but I will write—

Ace (some nsfw - demisexual)

Catherine

Milkman

Milla (no nsfw)

Salvador (some nsfw - demisexual)

Mimic

Pearl

Venni

LEGO MONKIE KID

- MK (Qi Xioatian)

-Mei Dragon

-Redson

-Sun Wukong

-Six Eared Macaque

-Ao Lie

-Lady Bone Demon

-The Mayor

-Yin & Jin

-Princess Iron Fan (Poly)

-Demon Bull King (Poly)

-Tang

-Pigsy (platonic)

-Sandy (platonic)

-Nezha (platonic)

-Bai He (platonic)

ONE PIECE

- Monkey D. Luffy

-Vinsmoke Sanji

-Roronora Zoro

-Usopp

-Nico Robin

-Franky

-Chopper (platonic)

-Nami

-Jinbei

-Donquixte Doflamingo

-Donquixte Rosiante

-Bartolomeo Kuma

-Boa Hancock

-Dracule Mihawk

-Crocodile

-Shanks

-Rayleigh

-Portgaz D. Ace

-Marco

-Thatch

-Izou

-Edward Newgate, Whitebeard (platonic)

-Eustass Kidd

-Jewelry Bonney

-Killer

-Monkey D. Harp

-Monkey D. Dragon

-Sabo

-Trafalgar Law

-Buggy

-Smoker

-Rob Luci

-Eneru

-Kalifa

-Yamato

-Perona

-Shaci

-Penguin

-Bepo (platonic)

-Akainu

-Kizaru

-Borsalino

ONE PUNCH MAN

-Saitama

-Genos

-Garou

-King

-Child Emporer (platonic)

-Metal Bat

-Speed O’ Sound Sonic

-Mumen Rider

-Watchdog Man (mostly platonic)

-Fubuki

-Atomic Samurai

-Lord Boros

-Bang

-Zombieman

-Flashy Flash

-Sweet Mask

-Charanko

ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM

(Any students such as Nagisa or Karma are platonic)

-Koro-Sensei

-Tadaomi Karasuma

-Irina Jelavic

COD - CALL OF DUTY

-Simon “Ghost” Riley

-John “Soap” MacTavish

-John “Captain” Price

-Horangi (Hong-Jin)

-König

-Nikolai

-Valeria Garza/El Sin Nombre (F4F/NB/AFAB)

-Alejandro Vargas

-Phillip Graves

-Farah Karim

-Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

-Kate Laswell (F4F)

-Gary “Roach” Sanderson

ATSV - ACROSS THE SPIDERVERSE

-Miles Morales (platonic/fluff)

-Gwen Stacy (Platonic/Fluff)

-Pavitr Prabhakar (platonic/fluff)

-Prowler Miles (platonic/fuff)

-Peter B. Parker

-Jess Drew

-Miguel O’Hara

-Hobie Brown

TADC - THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS

-Pomni

-Jax

-Zooble

-Kaufmo

-Ragatha

-Gangle

-Caine

-Kinger

UNDERVERSE / UNDERTALE AUS

-Ink!Sans (platonic)

-Classic!Sans

-Nightmare!Sans

-Dream!Sans

-Swap!Sans

-Fell!Sans

-Killer!Sans

-Dust!Sans

-Horror!Sans

-Murder Time Trio (Killer!Sans, Dust!Sans, Horror!sans)

-Error!Sans

-AT!Sans (Geno)

-Fatal Error

-X!Sans (Cross)

-Outer!Sans

-Reaper!Sans

-Fresh!Sans

IF YOU DID NOT SEE ANY CHARACTERS OF INTEREST AND YOU’D LIKE ME TO WRITE PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!

please as well reread the will/won’t write section if you’re feeling unsure!

#what i will write #writing #fandom #fandom writing #multiple fandoms #writing requests #request page #request #lmk #cod mw2 #assassination classroom #one punch man #one piece #across the spiderverse #the amazing digital circus #underverse #undertale au #this took way too long

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 2 months

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No gonna lie. Your writing is good asf but you're French too?!I'm so happy to see that I'm not the only French speaking writer who writes in English and the fact that it's undertale too? Amazing !

Can I request the main 10 boys and how they would react to a crybaby s/o ? Like not in a bad way? The reader is just really sensitive. If they cry of laughter, they're actually sobbing, angry? Sobbing, happy? Sobbing. Scared?Sobbing.

And well, all of this crying is very exhausting for s/o

If possible, female gendered, but I don't really care, so it's up to you

Thanks if you do, and whether you do or don't, I hope you have a great day/night and that you're safe!

Yeah, we're not a lot of French people in the fandom, but we're very persistent!

Undertale Sans - He never had someone literally sobbing at his puns before so he was a bit surprised at first. Now he's just used to it. He's carrying tissues with him all the time in case there's an emergency. He still can't get over the fact one single pun can kill you though. It's both sad and hilarious, he could never stop bothering you.

Undertale Papyrus - He learned to discern the happy sobs from the sad sobs now. He showed you his notebooks with an exact study of how he differentiates them and he's very proud of it. You think it's so awkward but Papyrus just pats you on the shoulder and tells you that's alright because you can't hide anything from him anyway. He smiles, then leaves. Uh. Well, that was scary.

Underswap Sans - He's probably not the best match. Blue is not that good with people crying. He tends to hide his feelings a lot, and that's because he has a cold head he's a wonderful police officer. He's very awkward when you randomly start to cry and it's stressing him out because he's never sure if he said something wrong or not.

Underswap Papyrus - Welp. The thing with Honey is that he is super super empathetic. This means that whenever you cry, he cries as well lol. It leads to super awkward moments when you try to stop crying but Honey cries so you cry again, and then Honey cries again and it's a never-ending circle. You can't help it.

Underfell Sans - The poor guy already struggles to understand human emotions in the first place, but now he is just so confused. Crying is for sad, but now crying is for literally all the other feelings? How the hell is he supposed to make a difference? Can't you just stick a post-it on your head stating your current mood and if he messed up or not? He can't tell, it's driving him crazy!

Underfell Papyrus - The military school taught him that crying means you're really hurt and on the verge of dying. Now everytime you cries, he comes running in a hurry, completely panicking, and gets so confused when you're actually crying but laughing at the same time??? Are you mocking him? Are you broken? Why can't you use the crying thing like in his books? Humans are so complicated for no reason, it's so frustrating! When you said the book might be lying to him, he's flabbergasted.

Horrortale Sans - He doesn't care what you're crying for. He quickly understood that you crying means he gets free cuddles. You kinda accidentally trained him to come running to you for """comfort""" whenever you're crying. He loves it when you're crying. Please cry more and pet him.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's exactly like you. It's like looking into a mirror. He thinks it's so awkward when you both start crying at the same time. He tries to stop, but he really can't help it. That's problematic when there are people around who are trying to help you two but you're actually dying of laughter. People are so confused.

Swapfell Sans - He's Mr. Poker Face, and he became an expert in reading you so he can translate your feelings to the people around you when you can't talk anymore. He makes it so awkward though, saying to random people you're crying because you saw a cute kitten and can't get over it and that he is in fact not mistreating you. At least he tries to help.

Swapfell Papyrus - Sorry he can't read your feelings right and thinks everything is a joke, even when you're mad at him. He's so confused when you starts to scream at him because actually it's not funny. Usually, he makes himself very little for a few hours after that. Sorry, no one taught him to read the signs, he kinda does his best.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He rolls his eyes at you every time you start to cry lol. Yeah, he still thinks crying is for weak people and he can't really understand why you're so emotive. It's even worse when you're crying affects Coffee and then he has two people he needs to awkwardly comfort by patting their head. Please, stop.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Another one too empathetic that will start to sniff whenever you start to cry and then burst into tears in your arms for no reason. At least he gives good hugs with all the crying, so it's a bonus point.

#undertale #underswap #underfell #horrortale #swapfell #fellswap gold #sans #papyrus #undertale ask blog #undertale asks #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons

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larsisfrommars · 2 months

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So I fully intend on going onto Larian’s forums and fighting for more Wyll content to pressure them to close the content gap for Wyll within the next patch or two.

I know there are obvious problems like:

His lack of agency when it comes to what happens to Ulder

The lack of seriousness with which his pact with Mizora is taken

“Well met” being his only greeting because it’s bugged

Lack of responsiveness to being in his hometown because it’s bugged

Not really having any really strong opinions unless you commit genocide in act one.

Being the only romance option with no sexual content and only two major romance cutscenes where other main companions get at least 3 (sans Karlach, who we should ALSO advocate for!)

Is there anything else I’m forgetting that should be addressed and would it benefit me to romance Wyll/play Wyll as an origin beforehand to get a first hand POV on the issues with his writing and to brainstorm suggestions for more content/alternatives for problem areas? Am I missing anything major?

I’d love any advice on how to go about this as I’ve never written a complaint like this before and I’m white so there might be some problematic stuff I didn’t even pick up on. I’d love some insight from BIPOC fans who WANT to give it. Putting all the responsibility on BG3 fans of color is the exact OPPOSITE of what I’m trying to do!

If you wanna reblog with any points you wanna make feel free, I’m sure it’ll help other people in similar straights. If you don’t want any drama just DM me no pressure. But I wanna make sure I’m going about this as respectfully and well thought out as possible!

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How did Sans (Lunatic) grow so much? and how can they look so huggable???

(Also what are their pronouns?)

Lunatic And The Person

Tw:Blood, Body Horror

Well it started some time before the human fled,

he felt severe pain in his head then his soul started to distort and it affected his body

his bones began to slowly grow and when they were too long, they broke and started pushing again, causing him severe pain to the point of losing consciousness at that time it was still Sans the dominant personality, "the phantom" only acted for They unpredictable temperament and they crazyness

but as they only had fragments of memory of their fusion, they knew that if this soul did not quickly become more stable again

They could for good with or without "the Phantom" being there.

It was at this moment that "This Person" appeared and helped him

by destroying the old problematic Soul, so that a new one was formed thanks to the residue of it.

a new one is reformed in the center of the thorasic cage and protected by the shadow of the "Phantom"

That's when they really became "Lunatic"

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(Use He/Him for the main Personality, They/Them for Sans and "The Phantom")

Mad Dummy Sans(Aka Lunatic) belongs to me ???!Nightmare belongs to me General Story - Reference Previous Asks- Next Asks

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thelunarsystemwrites · 1 month

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Greek gods UTMV AU!

okay so I was in the shower, and thought of two AUs, and I'm discussing the first one in the post!

so basically all the sanses are teenagers, (ranging from 13 - 16/17) ans they're all in a group chat, they're online friends. Normal teen au stuff, right?

Well, the twist is. They all have one thing in common—They're all reborn gods, Greek gods specially. (...and maybe other things reborn-)

(YES I KNOW nearly all the Greek gods did awful, or problematic things. The kids have NO memory of their past lives, nor ARE they those specific gods. They're reborn, and independent from like, let's say Zeus.)

None of them know, but they all have powers relating to their past life. Which, here's who I've come up with so far.

Lust — Reborn Aphrodite. (Note: Lust is a closeted Transfem!)

Nightmare - Reborn Artemis. (Note: he's aroace! And also in his passive form.)

Dream - Reborn Apollo.

Reaper - Reborn Hades.

Sci - Reborn Athena.

Dust, Killer, and Horror - Reborn three fates. (Note, they may end up becoming reborn gods if I change it later.)

Bird Tale sans - Reborn Zeus.

And I'll add more later one! I don't know what I'll call the AU, so for now it's AurelaTale

#AurelaTale #undertale au #undertale alternate timeline #Utmv #lust sans #nightmare sans #dream sans #reaper sans #science sans #dust sans #killer sans #horror sans #greek mythology #greek gods #rambeling #My au #Transfem lust

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in your opinion, what was the most significant mistake the jacobins ever made? (i tend to like them much more than other factions in the frev, but i still want to know how Problematic my Faves were)

Good question. I'm not sure which period you want to talk about regarding the Jacobins, so let's discuss the one after the fall of Louis XVI's monarchy. I will mainly encompass the Mountain faction.

Regarding tactical errors, according to some historians, including Antoine Resche, a contemporary historian who has made excellent videos on the French Revolution under the name Histony, which can be found on the Veni Vidi Sensi website, leans towards the lack of left-wing unity as one of the errors. And honestly, he's not wrong. Some might think that the elimination of Danton and the Hébertists was a turning point. But it was salvageable (I've already discussed what I thought in one of my posts). Only the Jacobins made the grave mistake of eliminating Chaumette, among others, even though he had refused to participate in an attempt to overthrow the Convention, which showed he was the most reasonable. Keeping him as the prosecutor of the Commune would have appeased some of the sans-culottes. Instead, the Convention has him arrested and executed. I understand that at that time the Convention could not afford an overthrow and was afraid Chaumette might change his mind, but by doing so, they alienated a large part of the sans-culottes. The wave of executions like Gobel or Chaumette was one of the most disastrous moves.

Another one is the non-application of the Ventôse laws, but it is true that some Montagnards blocked this, and the Marais was against these laws.

Also, being a fervent advocate of freedom of expression, there should never have been decrees holding journalists accountable. I don't particularly like Desmoulins, but executing him for his writings… Moreover, it will not prevent opinions from forming and solidifying.

Regarding moral errors: In addition to the travesties of justice I mentioned concerning the Hébertists and the Dantonists, there were other cases. When Girondin deputies were dismissed, most deputies did not want them dead, let alone imprisoned. They were only supposed to remain under house arrest. The problem is, many of them escaped and incited uprisings in the departments, which further exacerbated the already endangered Republic. Despite all I have to reproach them for, some Girondins were honorable people, notably Manon Roland and Vergniaud (even if Vergniaud had an ambiguous attitude, he still remained under house arrest) who stay in Paris. Yet they were judged, condemned to death, and executed along with other Girondins who incited or attempted uprisings and fled Paris. It wasn't even a tactical error; it was unfair.

Another very minor point concerns the Convention entirely, and this is my opinion. Why separate Marie Antoinette from her son? I understand there were royalists in Paris (the assassination of the remarkable Louis Michel Lepeletier by one of Louis XVI's former guards, among other events, will demonstrate this) who would do anything to get their hands on him as Louis XVII, which would have been dangerous. It would have been better to monitor the child's education closely given this context, but why not have strict supervision while leaving him in his mother's care, even though we know her opinions? I don't want to demonize Antoine Simon, executed in Thermidor; he wasn't a brute; he had compassion for the former queen and liked the child, but it's horrible. Being myself a proponent of reforms for jail to ensure the child remains very close to his parents, I protest against this. And the royalists seized upon it to portray an image of an inhumane Republic.

Women's rights were not respected, as I discussed in my post "Women's rights suppressed."

One of the most serious errors was the Prairial Law. When this bill presented by Couthon and later approved by the Committee of Public Safety and voted on by the Convention passed, many innocents suffered. Following the execution of the "Robespierrists," the Convention lied, saying it had not approved it, which was false.

Paradoxically, there was no internal elimination necessary at that time, notably the case of Carnot, who gave orders behind the backs of others to wage a war of conquest, which would have jeopardized the Battle of Fleurus if Saint-Just had not intervened with the order. I don't understand why he wasn't arrested; generals have been executed for less than that. This man doesn't deserve his title as the organizer of Victory, but having eliminated those who had really done the job like Saint-Just, among others, he could claim that title.

I realize I have done a critical job on the Montagnards even though I admire them, so a few lines to rehabilitate them. Most of them refused the irresponsible war of conquest advocated by the Girondins. Finally, fatigue was fatal to them. They put their best efforts into saving France, but most became ill (Couthon, Robespierre; I don't know if Billaud-Varenne was beginning to develop his dysentery or if his illness came after his deportation). Robespierre made a grave mistake by slamming the door on the Committee of Public Safety following a dispute among its members, then a few weeks later making a speech where he designated culprits without naming names (like Fouché, for example), so some wrongly believed they were the ones being designated when they weren't. Fouché and his gang played on this.

I want to say that Jean Clement Martin explained that if the Girondins are seen as victims, it's because they didn't have time to put the Montagnards on the guillotine. There were quite a few assassinations of Montagnard deputies (some think that Barbaroux manipulated Corday to kill Marat, Joseph Chalier was killed in atrocious conditions by the Girondins of Lyon, Isnard's speech). When the Jacobins acted, there was an internal civil war and an external war against the Revolution, plus a depreciated currency. And they saved it. For a while, they tried to accommodate (at least the majority of them) their adversaries. Then the gloves came off. But they remained in democracy, even in the worst moments. The Jacobins supported the abolition of slavery (not just them), and most of the major Jacobin figures fully supported the uprisings by slaves against the colonists.

Napoleon, although praised today for inheriting a better situation thanks to the efforts of his predecessors, through his dictatorial attitudes, betrayal of the Jacobins, and wars of conquest (all the wrong things), left France in a worse state with the return of the Bourbons. Revolutionaries like Marat predicted from the outset of the French Revolution that if the Girondins persisted in declaring war, even if France were victorious, there would be a military dictatorship and subsequently the return of the Bourbons.

All this leads me to think that it was the revolutionaries of the Mountain who were pragmatic and Napoleon the "idealist" in the wrong sense of the term, given his grandiosity and stupid belief (in my opinion) that he could impose hereditary dictatorship, exploit other countries without them retaliating (but that's another story).

Finally, the Jacobins in power were exhausted; they even lacked sleep hours due to their internal schedules. Before the Prairial Law was passed, there was an assassination attempt on Collot, so it was thought that the royalist danger was present. Plus, this law was disfigured by those who presented it; they thought they would only use it against people like Fouché, Carrier, Barras, Fréron, Tallien—des despicable men who dishonored France and the Revolution. It was they who later presented themselves as victims of the Jacobins when they were the worst during the Terror. Contrary to belief, heads rolled after the Terror; just look at the execution of Romme and the other Montagnards, the execution of Babeuf, the fact that anyone who demanded the constitution of 1793 could be punishable by death.

Finally, I want to say that despite my speeches, I don't believe in providential men; if France could have a sense of greatness during this period, it's thanks to the people. In Algeria, we have the slogan: "One hero only: the people."

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diabolicalacid · 2 years

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ONCE MORE TO SEE YOU

“yn chan, i think we might have a problem here.” shoyou says, quite nonchalantly at that, almost as if he’s trying to convince you as well as himself that the problem in front of him, lit up on his phone screen isn’t that big of a big deal under any circumstances.

“what, shoyou kun?” you question, tearing a bite off the waffle in your hand, rendering your sound more or less incomprehensible, but shoyou connects the dots and understands what you meant to say to him nonetheless.

“atsumu san mentioned you in a comment publicly.” he announces, gulping down viscous saliva, taking his gaze off the phone, looking to find your own.

“huh?” some sort of an exclamatory noise on your end, waffle in hand, lips smeared partly in dark chocolate and partly in caramel, eyes blank as you stare at your friend, trying your best to make sense of what he just told you.

for you, the problem isn’t that atsumu miya mentioned you in a post publicly. rather, you’re curious why shoyou announced it as a problem to begin with. after all, miya did comment on a picture of you less than twenty four hours ago and you responded to it as well. none of that felt problematic to you, nor does this. shoyou, however, has an opinion that differs from your own, and all your curiousity scratches in this moment is, as to why.

“how is that a problem, sho?” you raise your brow, quickly shifting your face forward to grab another bite off your waffle, when a series of notifications ringing off your cellphone placed in the front pocket of your jeans refrains you from achieving that goal.

“shoyou, my phone.” you say, raising the right half of your lower proximity off the chair, gesturing your friend to remove your phone from the pocket, considering your hands are preoccupied and sticky with caramel and chocolate.

shoyou gets off his seat, lurching forward to remove your phone from your pocket. the lock screen full of notifications leaves him nothing but awestruck and eyes widened. the change of expressions on his face the moment he saw your screen puts you in what you might call, a curious state, but also equally worried, because the ringing of the notification tone just won’t stop. in a frenzy, you get rid of the waffle, putting it on the table in front of you. you quickly grab a tissue from the holder, wipe your hands and attempt to remove the flavours off your smeared mouth. casting the dirty tissue aside, you grab the phone from shoyou’s hold.

the screen in front of you is a nightmare, and that’s the most gracious way to put it. from notifications regarding thousands of new followers, to various articles mentioning you as atsumu’s new girl, to messages from mako san, your only reaction is to slump back into the chair, hands massaging your tensed, wrinkled forehead, as the reason behind shoyou’s concern starts coming to light. you’re only one push away from tears, and that one push comes in the form of a phone call from kyo sohma. you ignore the ringing of the phone, pulling out another tissue to wipe the tears that have started flowing down. your companion notices this.

“yn, i think we should head back.” shoyou suggests, gathering your stuff as well as his own. he grabs your elbow, a pretty straight forward attempt to raise you from the seat, and starts leading you towards his car. you have no idea where shoyou is going to take you, but most likely, it’s either your place, his own, or worse, kenma’s.

you end up at kenma’s place. and god, you don’t look forward to seeing kenma pissed because you know he had warned you about the consequences, a warning you deliberately chose to ignore, and this just gives him another chance to say, “i told you so.”

“what do i do now?” you ask, sighing, leaning your head against the cold glass window, staring at the rainy weather outside that began about thirty minutes ago, right after you stepped into kenma’s living room.

the weather sure has a funny way of expressing itself. that’s what you thought when the first peek of thunder streaked white through the darkened sky. after that, there wasn’t much conversation around you at all, but a silence that only gradually allowed the discomfort around you to graduate one step at a time. the only sound accompanying you was that of kenma brewing some coffee in the kitchen, the machine old and loud enough to keep the whole floor awake, that of the rain, albeit it was only a distant murmur due to the high end, noise proof glass windows kenma has installed, and that of shoyou updating kenma about the recent events.

“nothing, i’ll ask for the articles to be removed off the net as soon as i can.” kenma says with ease expressed all over his face. and you can only envy him, because while the anxiety ties you down with it’s ropes, kenma doesn’t feel an ounce of it, let alone it’s weight pushing him into the ground. he’s okay, and he’s practical. you’re not okay, and you can hardly regard yourself as someone practical, because all your life you’ve only freaked out and squirmed your way out of your problems.

“but you stay away from miya.” kenma warns you, a light tap on your shoulder as he offers you the coffee that took forever to be made. you take a cup off the porcelain tray, sipping some. you flinch as the hot liquid scars the superficial layers of your epithelium, warranting a reaction from you.

“yn chan, sakusa san did say that you can do the interview and he’ll be out if you want, but after talking to kenma, and—“ a pause that only intrigues you because shoyou is about to say something in addition to that, but he switches in the last moment, “after talking to kenma, i feel it’s better if you don’t.”

shoyou’s opinion flies off your head, because all that really interests you is the part he chose to cut off not so eloquently, and as your curiosity hangs in the balance with your sanity, you question him, blowing air onto the surface of your coffee to lower the temperature, “and what, shoyou?”

“pretty sure you were about to say something else but you left it out, sho.”

you raise your brow at him, and shoyou tries to deflect from your stern gaze that demands an answer impromptu, but he gives in when the pressure becomes unbearable, blurting, “miya san and sakusa san had a fight over you.”

“miya san wants to ask you out and sakusa san is against it.” he says, hurried words and deformed sentences flying around the room.

“miya wants to ask her out?!” kenma exclaims, choking on his coffee as he spits some of it out into a tissue paper he grabs from the countertop. he puts his cup on a coaster in front of him, a rather loud nose accompanying his action, rendering the glass cup unscathed, but only another jerk away from breakage.

“no way, not on my watch.” he declares, shifting his eyes on you, while you continue to sip on your coffee, thinking thoughts that might not have a favorable prognosis, but it’s too late to detangle your conscience from the evil that lurks in the shadows.

if sakusa kiyoomi hates the idea of you together with atsumu, you think, it would be rather funny if you were to do just that. if the thought of miya and you in love absolutely bemuses every fibre that builds up sakusa kiyoomi, you think it would be great if you only augmented that bemusement furthermore. if you were to allow atsumu to be a part of your life, a rather crucial one at that, you would be allowing yourself to take revenge on kiyoomi. the same sakusa kiyoomi who thinks what he did all those years ago isn’t problematic. only because it left him unscathed, but ended up hurting you as well as the other girl involved. you have no idea why reina kousaka decided to forgive him, perhaps because kiyoomi was the only one who ever cared enough for her. so she must’ve let a mistake slip by. you, however, never intended to forgive him, but following his graduation, you couldn’t get it touch with him, so you left that trail once and for all.

for him to pretend to not know you when you finally confronted him after years, such a foul move, you think, now that you know he in fact remembers who you are. something about this idea smells like trouble, and you know that. you know you shouldn’t do this in the first place. but the worst that could happen is atsumu miya cheating on you, leaving you hurt in the process. but if you make sure to not get your feelings involved, that wouldn’t be a problem under any circumstances.

the specifics of your plan, you haven’t really given it much thought and you don’t intend to either. you’re going to jump right in. might as well take the risk, live on the edge, yadayada. what you do know for a fact is that you’re quitting this job at once. but despite your withdrawal, you’re keeping miya to yourself for your own greater good. as far as mako san is concerned, you think you can deal with her. one way or another. she wouldn’t be much of a hassle for someone as stubborn as you. like a bull after the red cloth.

so you suppose, it’s decided. the plan you cooked within your head is set in stone. you bet the fifteen year old yn would think of this as immoral, and if she were here, she would throw hands against you to stop this shit at once. she would rather live with the consequences of sakusa kiyoomi’s actions for the rest of her life without ever demanding or receiving a payback from him. but hey, as long as the twenty three year old yn achieves peace and satisfaction following this bizarre plan, you think the opinion of your younger self doesn’t matter. she was a gullible child anyways.

↬ PART 18 : fifteen year old yn

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↬ A/N : literally wrote this chapter within 30 minutes while i was cooking my lunch today. again, i have no opinions on yn, but you’re allowed to. whatever yn is doing won’t end well, and that much i can guarantee as the writer. i haven’t yet checked the notifications for the previous posts, and i won’t be doing so for like a week, so don’t feel that i’m ignoring ya’ll or anything. i’m just trying my best to write during breaks while i study for my tests. i’ll reply and respond next week onwards. take care ya’ll.

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