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junglemindless · 10 months

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okay, so. i have loved pjo since i was 12 and this can definitely be explained also by the fact percy is so freaking hot. this days i was thinking about our boy and just have to share some of the stuff i thought about him in all this years. here we go with some headcanons of bf percy and percy in general;;

• i have a thing for silver chain necklaces. you know, one of this things every hot guy has? yeah. percy does wears one. his mother give it to him probably. and he never takes it off. it reflects the sun when he's surfing, stands out on his tanned skin, touches your face when he's on top of you kissing you or whatever else

• percy IS an nba obsessed. he will invite you to watch the games with him and will give you his personal opinion about the players, the moves, even the uniforms if you want to know.

• he secretly is zodiac guy. like, in front of his friends or any public conversation he will deny it. but if you're into it, and just says something like "our zodiact signs are compatible!" he'll be happy about it and feel like he's part of something magical, you know? like he's known all along that you're supposed to be together.

• talking about interests: he definitely will listen with heart eyes whatever you talk about. books? shows? basketball or another sport? celebrities drama? taylor swift folklore's love triangle? he's here for it. laying on his bed with you sitting by his side telling him about it, and he's just staring at your beautiful eyes and playing with your hair

• he also love movies. he has an letterboxd account which he is religiously active on. also, he give extra stars to the movies you watch togheter just because he is on a good mood.

• btw, when he's calling you to watch a movie, it is to watch a movie. boy take the movies thing really serious.

• he will be watching barbie AND oppenheimer. and he will take you to both.

• percy can't sleep without being tangled with you. he's an huge touchy guy, bear hugs, forehead kisses, hands on your waist, head laying down on your chest. he just loves the feeling of your body with him

• bro is an biology princess. is the only thing he really found interesting. he loves nature, the sea, the animals.... everybody knows he's going to do marine biology. he's not an working-on-office-all-day type of person so 99% of chance of him working saving marine animals on an research group.

• his instagram profile would totally be about animals he saved. him just doing ✌️🤘👉👍with some type of turtle or an aquarium of clown fishes

• you gave him different marine stuffed animals and he keeps it on his shelf, right on the side of a picture of you and him on a beach day.

• as soon as he gets money, he will take you to a summer on greece.

• he is so fucking loyal. he CAN'T like anyone else. he just thinks about you. in a way that is almoust obsessive.

• also, kind jealous. okay, im trying to be nice with him, he's very very jealousy guy. not because he doesn't trust you or your love for him, but because he doesn't trust other people. at least, thats what he says everytime he sees this one friend of yours

• percy is a tattoo guy. he will have symbols, greek words, abstract stuff, strong animals.... and your initials on his chest once he knows for sure you're here to stay.

• i saw that jeremy allen white keeps a letter of his wife with him to read when he's missing home and i just can't get it out of my mind. percy will totaly take a small peace of paper with something you wrote to him when he's traveling to research or smth and read it before going to sleep 😫😫😫

humm alright. i think that's it for today. i love percy he's so fucking sweet. also, english is not my first language and i had never write for tumblr before soooooo sorry for anything.

hope you enjoyed and stuff 💪

HEY! we have a part. 2 :)

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lewkwoodnco · 2 months

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Falling For You - Lockwood x Reader

“First person to laugh loses.”

”Not fair! I’m always laughing when you’re around. You’re bloody ridiculous.”

”Fine. First person to…er, feel something, loses. Deal?”

It wasn’t a question as much as it was a challenge. She hesitated. He took a sip from his mug. She let go of the breath she was holding.

“Deal.”

a/n: tfw you almost die in the arms of your future employer :) rip lockwood and co, never an agents first choice be it in canon or fanon ok ill stop now also just to be clear we’re all ignoring how much the title sucks ass okay god only gave out a limited number of brain cells and we can’t ALL be as creative as @bella-rose29 (will make a separate post on this a little later, not enough space here) (but also she was SICKKK for coming up w the title deck the halls (and not your partner) ok didn’t mean to turn this into a belle appreciation post but 👍)

warnings/tropes: fluff fluff FLUFF, this is about as fluffy as it gets from me ashdkd, cringy pick up lines overload, also I declare plagiarism (?) of some rlly popular incorrect quotes, you'll know it when you read them

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She and Lucy were in the kitchen, putting the kettle on and waiting for the boys to reach home. The four of them had split up to get some errands done that morning before breakfast - she and Lucy went to collect the payment for a few jobs, while Lockwood and George dropped off some paperwork at DEPRAC headquarters. Lucy put the kettle on while she refilled their teabag jar, and a minute later the boys walked in.

George was telling Lockwood off for something, who wasn't looking too sorry for whatever it was that he had done, though he clearly cared enough to try to suppress his giggles.

"Those forms took me hours, Lockwood. I wasn't about to let you drop them into some slush."

"I keep telling you, I wasn't going to drop them."

"How would you know when you were too busy making an ass of yourself?"

"I haven't seen a good pickup line in a while, George. You found it funny too."

"Yes, and the threat of you chucking our forms was downright hilarious."

She handed out the mugs of tea.

"What pickup line?"

"It was just a DEPRAC ad. Something like 'Are you a wraith? Because you have me love-locked.' Just a reminder of some quick signs of a visitor presence for Valentine's Day."

She meandered over to where Lockwood was standing at the kitchen counter, a little too casual. He immediately snapped up whatever he was scribbling. She looked mildly (read: exaggeratedly) injured, but he just gave her one of his winning smiles. Really, she was well within her rights to be suspicious.

"S'that?"

"A bill."

"What bill?"

"Nothing to worry about."

"I'm not worried."

"Good."

"Show me the bill."

"You're adorable."

It was a poor excuse of an attempt at a distraction, as she immediately started trying to snatch it away. Lockwood just held the folded paper above his head, trying to pry his jacket out of her yanking hands. After a minute or so of vehement struggling, the scuffle ended the way all of their scuffles ended - her playing at sour grapes.

"Oh! Go boil-yer-head. I don't even want to see that bill anyway."

He slotted the letter into an envelope smoothly as George cut in.

"Speaking of bills, hopefully, we'll be able to pay more of them off soon. Couples like to go away for Valentine's, so it's the perfect time to get any lingering visitors taken care of. We should put an ad in the paper, like DEPRAC."

That set Lockwood off again, and George groaned. As he got up to get another biscuit, she conspiratorially turned to Lockwood.

"Y'know, for someone who's so tickled by pickup lines, I bet you'd be terrible at them."

"Not more terrible than you."

"I beg to differ!"

"Wanna bet?"

"Thought you'd never ask."

“First person to laugh loses.”

”Not fair! I’m always laughing when you’re around. You’re bloody ridiculous.”

”Fine. First person to…er, feel something, loses. Deal?”

It wasn’t a question as much as it was a challenge. She hesitated. He took a sip from his mug. She let go of the breath she was holding.

“Deal.”

Their bet had taken a back burner in her mind while she was preparing for their case that night, but she was still immediately suspicious when she walked into the kitchen to see Lockwood innocently snacking on a bowl of raisins.

"What did you do?"

"Nothing."

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing! Can't a guy eat his raisins?" He silently proferred the bowl to her. She narrowed her eyes.

"No thanks."

"How about a date?"

"When did we get - oh. Ha ha." There was a mischievous crinkle in Lockwood's eye. "Sneaky. I was busy preparing for our case, like a proper agent."

"Hmm, excuses, excuses."

"Fine. If George finds out you haven't read tonight's case file, you're on your own."

"NO no no no please please please -"

She prepped a few pickup lines before they left, just enough to stop Lockwood from becoming completely unbearable.

"Are you a visitor? Because you've been haunting my dreams."

She scrunched up her nose. "Boo. That's terrible."

"You try coming up with a visitor-themed one. They're all so horrible."

She paused for a minute.

"Are you a Lurker? 'Cause you're making my heart race."

"...no one likes a show-off," he grumbled, and she smiled to herself as they continued rooting through boxes, looking for a potential Source.

"Your hand looks heavy. Could I hold it for you?"

"What's it like to be the most gorgeous person in this room?" That one got a good laugh out of him.

"Might be more flattering if my competition wasn't a Raw Bones. You’re pretty and I’m cute. Wanna be pretty cute together?"

"If you and I were socks, we'd make a great pair."

She revelled in the huge smile that lit up his face. She knew he'd get a kick out of that one.

She hadn't expected to have as much fun with their game as she did. They recounted their highlights to Lucy and George on the way home, which made for an entertaining end to the case. As Lucy and George put away their coats, Lockwood lingered behind, looking at her as if there was something he wanted to say, but couldn't quite find the words. She became even more alarmed when he placed a hand on her shoulder, because of how serious he looked.

"Is everything okay?"

He took a shaky breath and tightened his grip on her shoulder ever so slightly.

"If you let me borrow a kiss, I promise I'll give it right back."

The line itself wasn't particularly outrageous, but in the darkness by the door, with their faces in the shadows and him holding her close, she momentarily forgot how to breathe.

"Good one," she whispered.

He gave her a sloping smile and retreated into the kitchen. She stood there for a moment, thinking about the warmth on her shoulder, as if his hand was still there.

"Did it hurt?"

"When I fell from heaven?"

"When you fell down the stairs. Right in front of us. It's been ten minutes and you haven't even gotten up yet."

With a strangled wheeze, he righted himself, looking more than a little stupid with his affronted expression and hair sticking up in all directions. They were on a case, and Lockwood had been a bit too close to the stairs whilst investigating the death glow on the landing. It had been quite a painful-looking rollercoaster of a fall with many bumps as he flailed for the railings, ending with a muffled scream.

"I was checking for broken bones."

"For ten minutes? Do you even have that many bones?"

He had an oily smirk on his face, though it was mostly nullified by his slightly crossed eyes.

"I've got...so many bones, I could give you a...wait. No. Hey lady, do you want a...bone? If you were a bone, you'd be in my...body...my body has all the bones...hang on. Okay, got it. Bones....fuck."

"...concussion?"

"Nuh-uh."

That was the moment his knees chose to buckle under him, and the three of them hurried to hold him upright. Even though he kept insisting he was fine, he was looking far too pale and woozy, so they flagged down a cab and pushed Lockwood into it. After a quick round of rock paper scissors, she joined him in the cab while George and Lucy got to stay to finish the job.

It had been a bit of a challenge to fumble for the key to the front door with the dead weight that was Lockwood compressing her spine, but she somehow managed. She tried her best to keep track of all of his long limbs after he knocked his head on the side of the door frame, groaning again. She dumped him onto their living room sofa, going down with him in the process, and with some difficulty peeled herself out of his grip. The bump had clearly taken quite a bit out of him, for by the time she returned with a blanket, he had completely passed out.

With some difficulty, she wrestled his rapier off of him and draped the blanket over him. She put away her own gear and rapier and curled up with a book on the armchair opposite the sofa. It was odd to see Lockwood sleeping. And even more odd to see him doing it so peacefully, like all thoughts and worries had been knocked clean out of his head. Much like her thoughts, the first time they met.

It hadn’t even been her goddamn fault. She had been lugging around her uncle’s rapiers since hers had been sent for cleaning and it was starting to make her arm ache. She deserved a little lean, no doubt. Only, what she thought was the door frame had been the door itself, so when her then-future employer had opened the door, she stumbled right into his arms.

And then promptly fell out of them when he let her go by surprise. To his credit, he was superfluously apologetic and sympathetic, and kept asking if her head was alright throughout the interview. It was a little annoying, if she were entirely honest, but she was grateful when that sympathy translated into a job, because all coherent thoughts in her head were lying somewhere on their front door runner.

As much as she tried not to think about the incident since Lockwood showed no sign of doing so himself, it kept her up at night more than she'd like to admit. But it had also been rather liberating, as there was little else she could do that would be any worse.

As if hearing her thoughts, Lockwood began to stir after an hour or so, opening his eyes blearily. She instinctively put her book down and crouched next to the sofa, where she immediately felt awkward. After a moment's hesitation, she placed her hand on his forehead, and they blinked at each other in confusion.

"How're you feeling?"

"Great." He cleared his throat, which barely helped his hoarse voice. "Chipper."

"Are you sure? Feeling chilly?"

"No, I'm fine. Are you a construction worker?"

"...huh?"

"Because you are building."

"What."

"I win."

He turned to his side and buried his face into his cushion with a satisfied look on his face.

"Oh, Lockwood. I don't think..."

He pulled his head out of the cushion alarmingly fast. That couldn't have been good for his neck. "Ohhh, too good for my pickup lines now, eh?"

"I...what?"

"I get a bump on my head and you don't like my pickup lines no more?"

"Why do you have a Brooklyn accent?"

"You's got a Brooklyn accent."

"Okay, now you're just throwing a tantrum."

He fussed for a few more minutes, muttering out of the corner of his mouth or into the cushion, but eventually calmed down. As his eyes fluttered close, his breathing becoming long and even, she quietly got up to leave.

"Just so you know...I do think you're building."

The Brooklyn accent was gone, and though his low murmur was comfortably familiar, something in it sent a spark running through her brain.

"I think you're building too."

She could have sworn he had a small smile before his mouth relaxed as he drifted off again.

She didn't see much of him after that, given how much rest he needed, and the reprieve from their game was a welcome relief. The pickup lines didn't slide off her tongue as easily when she meant them as much as she did now. Still, she couldn't hide from him forever, and ran into him in the kitchen a few nights later.

"Oh. Hey."

He held up the biscuit tin. "Hello. Catching up on my biscuit rations."

She smiled. "Feeling better?"

"Definitely. A little sick of lying about, but I think I've finally got my head on straight."

He smiled, and the tension between them melted. She smiled back.

"Must have been scary, having your brain go wonky like that."

"It was...wild. I don't even know how I had the presence of mind to put my rapier away."

Her cheeks burned as she pointedly rummaged through their pantry for a snack while Lockwood brewed tea for the both of them. They sat at the kitchen table in silence, slowly sipping their tea as they ignored the elephant in the room. That is, until Lockwood broached the subject.

“Did it hurt?”

She put her mug down. “Lockwood.”

“Did it hurt?” He pressed, firmly.

“I’ve already heard this one.”

“Just - humour me for a minute, won’t you?”

She looked at the little she could see of his face, given how close they were sitting, and gave a small sigh.

“So. Did it hurt?”

“When I fell from heaven?”

“When you fell into my life.”

He lightly squeezed her hand, it was only then that she realised that they were holding hands. She choked on her breath in a mildly undignified manner, but with the proximity and the unexpected answer, she was well and truly taken aback. She waited for the embarrassment to kick in. There were a lot of things to be embarrassed about at that moment - how he could probably see every imperfection on her face, how he could probably tell how nervous she was getting from how clammy her palm must be, and of course that he remembered their dreadfully embarrassing first encounter.

But the shame never came. If anything, she felt oddly…touched. There wasn’t anything embarrassing about the memory anymore. It was…as much as it pained her to admit it…slightly romantic. She looked away from his face, shaking her head slightly, staring at their gripping hands. So easy it was to hold onto each other in the shadows, but terrifying in the daylight. Scratch that, it was terrifying to see herself holding his hand just as tightly as he held hers. Maybe he did compel…something in her.

His hand disappeared into his pocket, and a moment later he was pulling out a familiar, weathered envelope.

"I've never...I've never asked anyone to be my Valentine. Never knew how it worked. Still don't really know how it works. So I tried writing it all down, and..." Lockwood frowned at the loopy yet measured scrawls in front of him. He sighed in defeat, crumpling the letter. "...and I still don't know how it works."

She swallowed through the lump in her throat. "Me neither. But..." she tore her eyes away from the table, looking at his face with his emotions stacked plain as day. "I think we know enough."

She curled her fingers into his. Years ago, she hadn't thought knowing if she was in love would ever be an issue, but for so many years she struggled to find the love they wrote books, songs and poetry about. But sitting here now, in the dim light of the kitchen, with a person whose face she could trace in her sleep, she realised Little Her had had it right all along.

“I always thought you were very nice to me in that interview. A little too nice.”

“You didn’t hear the way you screamed. I thought you were going down with a heart attack.”

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klmp11s · 1 month

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Hello! Could I request hcs with Ruggie and Sebek having a crush on a dense male!reader? I'm curious on how they would realize that they have a crush on him and how they would react to it.. if possible I'd like them to already have an established friendship with the reader 👍

Thank you in advance! Take all the time you need to answer this 🙏

Hello!! I did an romantic open(?) ending. (I SWEAR I have no idea how I wrote so much in the both parts) (English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes)

Summary: twst boys having a crush on a dense reader Characters: Ruggie Bucchi, Sebek Zigvolt Warning: dense male!reader, established friendships, ooc(?), hcs, In both parts reader is in the same year as boys!, Anxiety (?) Part of Ruggie is 5.9 thousand letters, part of Sebek is 5.5 thousand letters, one(1) curse word in Ruggie part

Ruggie Bucchi

You met in your first year, and he immediately noticed that you were quite dense

He also decided that it was none of his business. You are really funny sometimes, maybe you and he would even become friends.

After your meeting with him, he began to notice you much more often. You and he have a lot of joint classes, he thinks that this is not bad and perhaps you will even start communicating with him more often

He was the first to start a conversation with you and you also calmly continued it. He was even surprised at how easy it was to communicate with you, although he heard a rumor that it was impossible to talk to you about anything

But rumors are still just rumors?

You began to spend time with him much more often and he even got used to your presence nearby. When talking to someone, he also calmly says that you are his friend

In your second year, you and he became even worse. Yes, he has important things to do that he needs to do, but also you and him were hardly seen alone

Over the course of a year of friendship with you, Ruggie has also gotten used to the fact that you have to explain a lot and doesn’t see this as a problem.

He also sometimes joked that "shihihihi your head is too dense, so let's talk about something else"

I swear, there were a couple of times when another student confessed his love to you and you just didn’t understand it.

Like, “You like me, I like you too, it’s nice to communicate with you.

So what did you want to tell me? and you just stood there and batted your eyelashes while you waited for an answer

Ruggie constantly laughs at these stories, because how can people, without knowing you, confess their love LIKE THIS?

One weekend, Ruggie finished his work much faster and went to his dorm to spend time together. That day, you and he remembered your first year with him, the new first years and even discussed a couple of gossips when at one moment you both fell silent, he just fixed his gaze on you and what came to his mind was how you looked last year.

He won’t argue, you have become even more beautiful, but he is glad that your character and attitude towards him have not changed.

Because of your friendship, he often forgets that new acquaintances see you completely differently. He can even understand those who were in love with you, because you had a lot of good qualities and talents, Ruggie forgets what an attractive guy you are and doesn’t even remember the time when you were just acquaintances.

You turn to your side and stare back at him. You break into a tired smile and your hand falls on his head, starting to scratch his ears. At that very second he begins to squirm, laughing at the same time and trying to remove your hand.

He is always calm with you and he doesn’t need to be attentive, why did he have such a good friend? Holding your wrist and trying to catch his breath, Ruggie looks into your happy face, but instead of the usual calm, he feels something wrong.

He couldn't have gotten sick or something else, could he? Maybe he's tired? No, fatigue feels different. Something unpleasant settles in his chest, and he feels how this “something” begins to spread throughout his body.

He decides to brush it off and carefully lets go of your hand. He leans his elbows on the headboard, closes his eyes and continues to listen to your story about what chaos the first-years of your dorm managed to create.

On the way to his dorm, Ruggie even forgets that something happened, until he fell into his bed he didn’t even remember that strange feeling. He puts his hand on his chest and looks at the ceiling. What could happen? He spent time with you calmly, as usual. Why does he feel more tired this time than rested?

At this moment, you and your relaxed smiling face come into his head.

Oh..OH WAIT

He feels his heart begin to beat faster and this feeling returns again. The reason you feel this way is you? He sits up and runs his free hand through his hair. Something is definitely wrong. His best friend makes him feel this way, why?

At one moment, one of those thoughts comes into his head, which he tried to throw away as far as possible.

This is bad. THIS IS REALLY BAD, LIKE HE MAY FEEL SOMETHING NON-PLATONIC FOR HIS BEST FRIEND?

From that evening, Ruggie began to pay closer attention to you in order to understand his reaction. He He hopes that he is wrong. But do you know what they say? Hope for the best and prepare for the worst.

After a couple of weeks, Ruggie was already sure that, yes, he might have feelings for his best friend. But that's not so bad, right? And then he remembers what kind of person you are. Dense.

Fuck.

Okay, now Ruggie understands all those who were in love with you.

He completely forgot that you might not understand even the most obvious hints.

Now he HAS a problem and it is catastrophically large.

I hope you remember that he is a beast-man? ABOUT Obviously, the first thing that came to his mind was the courtship of hyenas and he even tried to court you a couple of times. But then he remembered that even if you were told something directly, you might not understand it.

He even teased you for a while, said hints or even straight up romantic things, but unfortunately you didn’t understand it at all. You're kidding this poor lovestruck hyena, aren't you? How cruel.

You didn't even notice the difference between Ruggie's new and old behavior. Yes, he started sharing food with you more, touching you and talking nonsense, but Ruggie always acted like that, no? He even asked you out on a date a couple of times! He starts to think that you might not like boys, or that you really are THAT dense. He literally gets nervous before every walk you take.

After a few months, he finally plucked up courage. Okay, what bad could happen? He doesn’t think that you will stop communicating with him because of his feelings, you are not that kind of person.

Okay, MAYBE he was too confident, but looking into your eyes he can't tell how he feels. He's afraid, but what? He wrings his fingers behind his back and swallows nervously.

Once he starts talking, it is impossible to shut him up. The words flow like a waterfall and he tries to explain to you as simply as possible the nature of his feelings.

As soon as he stops speaking, he immediately looks away from you. Was it too much? Are you leaving now? He ruined everything, didn't he?

But then he feels a hand on his head, gently stroking his ears.

Okay, that's not a bad sign. His gaze rises to your face and all anxiety dissipates from his soul. You are not angry and stand and look at him with your warm smile. Looks like it was worth it. He calms his breathing and still feels the rapid beating of his heart, but now he is focused on something completely different.

At this moment, he notices that you are just as nervous as he is.

Your eyes dart over his face, never stopping for more than a second.

And the last thing he expected from you was that he also made your heart beat faster. He's not sure if he's ready to start crying or run and win the spelldrive tournament. He simply wraps his arms around you and finally calms down.

Well, he is now the happiest man on the planet and he right now wants you to become his boyfriend. He hears your quiet laugh and feels your hands stroking his back. Perhaps everything has been heading towards this since the first year, right?

Sebek Zigvolt

You met him upon admission.

He also didn't want to talk to you at all. He is the future knight of Malleus Draconia himself! And who are you? He doesn't care how interesting you are, leave him alone.

The first week you could completely keep up with him. I really hope you have earplugs, because hearing his screams every day is a mockery

After a couple of weeks he finally got tired of you and said that YES OKAY YOU CAN BE MY FRIEND, WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?

Now you have a crocodile friend, congratulations!

I think in the first two months he got used to the fact that you are constantly near him if he is not busy defending Malleus. I also think that the entire Diasomnia dorm is very grateful to you, because finally their Sebek has such a good friend! (they hear half as much screaming if you are with him)

He obviously became calmer when talking to you. But your density is obviously annoying. When he realized that you were not behaving this way on purpose, he felt guilty for yelling at you because of this.

He has learned to explain simple things to you completely calmly, even if he spends more time on it than necessary. You are literally his first friend outside of his family (read: Diasomnia).He doesn't know many social interactions, so he tries to entrust this part to you.

He also began to seek your company more often. Still, it's not so bad to have a friend to spend time with. He tells you about the activities of the club in which he is a member, about Malleus, about lessons with Lilia and Silver, about Malleus, about how his day went at flying lessons, about Malleus..

You sometimes jokingly say that soon you yourself will talk about Malleus so often. He is SCREAMING??

You didn’t joke like that again (in front of him)

You also often invite him to spend time in your dorm, in the library, or maybe for a walk on the college campus. He never refused, like he could complain that he doesn't have time for such nonsense while he literally goes where you want.

I think he was also next to you when one of your classmates confessed their love to you. Okay, Sebek screamed when you responded to the confession with something like “cool, was that all or do you want to say something else?” OK?? WHAT?

They told you that they LOVE YOU, WHO RESPONSES TO CONFESSION LIKE THIS??

Sebek gave you a LECTURE on how you can respond to a confession and how you ABSOLUTELY NOT.

At some point he even felt sorry for this person, and he remembers that your dense nature is often mistaken for something else. He also often wants to say that no, you're not rude, you're just DENSE

Despite this, he is honestly happy to spend time with you. It's as if his problems and responsibilities disappear and he can be an ordinary student.

When you once again called him to garden, he had just finished his club activities and headed towards the mirror room.

When he arrived, you started talking about Crewel's mission. You wearily sit down in the shade of a tree and pat the grass nearby. Sebek frowns at first, then calmly sits down next to you and continued listening to you

This has already become a routine for the two of you. In your free time, spend time with each other somewhere quiet, Sebek is even grateful for such moments, because he can act relaxed and no one will tell him that “knights don’t behave like that”

Your presence nearby makes Sebek feel needed and that someone is truly happy to be with him. He also long ago removed all the stupid prohibitions that he told you at the beginning of your friendship.

While he was thinking about this, he felt something fall into his lap.

When did he manage to close his eyes? He looks down worriedly and sees you calmly resting your head on his lap.

You smile tiredly at him with your eyes closed and turn so that your face is against his stomach. Fine, now he again doesn’t know what to do. You often show affection to him, but he’s still not used to it being so harsh.

He sits quietly for a couple of minutes before gently placing his hand on your head. His inept and even rough hands always tried to treat you gently. You are not a knight, not a fairy, and you need to be treated carefully.

He's still looking at you, neither of you two are talking and he's just brushing away some of your hair that's falling in your face.

Strange. Why does he feel an electric current running through his fingers even with gloves on?He can't say it's unpleasant, but he's never felt anything like it. IN An unknown tingling sensation began to bloom in his chest and he placed his hand back on top of your head and closed his eyes nervously.

He listens to his heartbeat and realizes that it sounds much faster than usual. Is there something wrong? Does he sense any danger? No, it feels completely different. Like something that calms his warlike nature and allows him to breathe deeply.

Heat rises across his cheeks and he notices that you have fallen asleep. Okay, maybe he still has time to be with you, what if the tennis is attacked while you are resting? He, like a knight, must protect you!

Stop. But he only ever protected Malleus? His thoughts reach him and it’s as if he’s been doused with ice water. You did something to him and he doesn't like it.

After a couple of days, he begins to realize that his feelings for you are far beyond platonic. He was definitely in denial for a long time, because YOU ARE HIS BEST FRIEND he can love you as a friend, family??

Afterwards, he finally admits that he is really in love with you and how much you didn’t want him to, something needs to be done about it. He goes to his team in Diasomnia and tells absolutely everything. Yes, he is embarrassed and teased by Lilia, but it’s better than him ignoring you because of his feelings. After a couple of weeks of diligently courting you, he realized that you were not at all aware that he was ROMANTICALLY courting you. Finally, he makes an appointment with you to confess to you live.

He is nervous, but he tries with all his might not to show that he is definitely worried if you refuse him and he will also lose you as a friend.

He is very glad that he chose a quiet place, because his confession came out as a mixture of embarrassed screams and exclamations At first you didn’t even understand what exactly Sebek wanted to tell you, but suddenly you remember how he himself explained to you the topic of declarations of love.

Okay, sometimes Sebek is VERY useful to listen to and you're glad you didn't fall asleep that day. You carefully take his hand in yours and say what you may feel similar.

He will remember this date, but now the only thing he would like to do is kiss you.

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Have u ever posted your comic or animation workflow anywhere? Im super curious on how you tackle the process, especially not using a drawing tablet. I know you have a very simple (and adorable) style so that probably helps in terms of workflow -- Im just curious about the steps you take.

Thank you! With both comics and animation my key thing is to not spend too much time on any particular thing, just draw loose and fast. Honestly the only downside to drawing with a mouse is that I can tell my arm has extremely specific muscle memory regarding it- if my mouse breaks and I get a new one I have to spend a good month or so just letting my hand get used to it again lol. Same with if my setup gets readjusted too much- right now my setup is my mouse on one of those padded mousepads, on top of 2 books, with my elbow resting on my 3DS case (I'll get an actual pillow or something for it eventually lol). But luckily thanks to this I suffer very minimal wrist pain 👍

(...Okay I started to go really in depth in my process here, so sorry if this is way more than what you were asking. Putting it under a readmore just to save space lol)

With MFM in particular, I start by writing out the entire script for the next story arc, which really is just all of the dialogue and vague notes about any important actions. Then I do the paneling with very loose stick-figure like sketches of where the characters are and what they're doing. I prefer having very little planning when it comes to character poses and panel shapes, coming up with those on the fly makes things much more exciting and faster to make. But it's the opposite with dialogue... it needs to be 100% FINAL before I draw a single line lol.

That's part of my script for my most recent chapter, as well as what my extremely loose goofy thumbnail sketching is like. I write the script as one big thing and don't separate it into pages until I actually start drawing- then I go and color change it just to keep track of what dialogue goes on each page

After that, I go back and do the ACTUAL sketch, as well as the lettering (I don't believe this is how it's done professionally. I used to do lettering as the very last step in the process... but then found it hard to cram speech bubbles in the right places lmao.) After that is lineart, coloring, background flat colors, then shading/rendering for all of it. I do each step in batches, as in I sketch out ALL pages of a chapter before moving to lineart, I line ALL pages before starting coloring, etc. I find it way easier to be productive when it's broken up like that, though when I first started the comic I used to draw each page to completion before starting the next (but also, the comic's style was DRASTICALLY simpler back then haha)

(Unfortunately I merged some of the shading to the background flat colors so it's not entirely accurate... oops) FireAlpaca has a sand texture feature that I only found out about last year- adding that to the backgrounds makes them look 10x better with WAY less effort.

With animation, it depends on the project. For simple 5-10 second animation I make for fun, there's very little planning lol. I skip some steps in the process- I'll sketch out the keyframes (and maybe any difficult inbetweens if necessary), line those, then go straight into making linework inbetweens. I'm not a cleanup artist and have no experience in that, so I always find trying to line my rough animation makes everything jittery and wobbly. If I do it with a clean line from the start then I can avoid that and save a lot of time 👍

For my bigger projects (such as the Parvey cartoon and the MFM Kickstarter trailer), I do the whole animatic with final audio first and foremost, with the animatic being almost like the keyframes. I split them up into individual shots, .mp4 files anywhere between 1-30 seconds usually, and animate those one at a time. I'm a huge fan of free to use programs and try to use them as much as I possibly can, here's a list of the ones I use:

FireAlpaca- for the actual drawing part itself (storyboarding/animating/etc). FireAlpaca has a feature that lets you export every frame as it's own drawing, as well as an onion skin mode

Windows Movie Maker- for compiling all of those frames into video format, creating individual shots. If you upload all of your frames and set them to around 0.08 seconds, it equals about 12fps (I usually animate at 0.10 seconds/10fps, its a bit slower but looks nice)

Onlinesequencer.net- for making music. It's the place I've made all of my songs on, like the timeloop song, hyperworkaholic, and the background music for the MFM Kickstarter trailer.

Audacity- for editing audio/music. Also great for recording things directly from your desktop

DaVinci Resolve- for editing and putting together all of the shots into one big video. Can get kind of intensive on the computer during rendering, so watch out.

YouCut (app)- also for editing and compiling shots, I used this one a lot a couple years back but I'm not sure how well it holds up. Doesn't need much phone storage to download but needs a lot to render videos.

MS Paint (yes really)- for typing up text. FireAlpaca has a text option but I don't like it as much as Paint's.

...The only thing I genuinely can't do alone is voice acting. Luckily there's a big voice acting community on Twitter and they're all amazing to work with!

This got... way more in depth than I planned for it to be, so sorry if this is way more than what you were asking lol. But that's my general process when it comes to my art 👍

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