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majorxmaggiexboy · 4 years

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watching Moulin Rouge! The, Broadway version i guess:

idk whomst these dudes are but i kinda like them

“HELLO, I LOVE YOU” i’m tempted to say ‘same’ but will withhold judgement

aww does he just speak entirely in love songs or what? that’s adorable

i only saw the movie of this story Once and it was when i was Way Too Young For It and all i remember is being like “wow the singing is Nice” and being utterly shook by whatever was up with ‘Roxanne’ and also loving Come What May and something to do with an Elephant Love Medley...i think i distantly recall this character, Christian, being maybe sort of a dazey wide-eyed dreamy sort of character and maybe a sweet guy? idk but im also p sure Love Interest dies in the end :((( do they both die? i think- but nah bc isn’t he typing up the story on an a typewriter?

his hat is nice

fully just communicating via love songs

NEVER GONNA GIVE Y

he Wiggles

well that’s settled then, I love him.

aww are they all three of them friends now? Just like that? Did they just adopt him? And he’s just like Yeah Sure? this story panders to my exact interests so far please continue

“The whole thing was the single most insane idea I’d ever heard”

(intensely) “I’ll do it”

yeah no i love it so far this could be going places

“You shall live with us here, in dire and glorious poverty” oml

IS HE SINGING ROYALS

IS THIS A SONG-UPDATED VERSION OF??? WHAT

oooh! ooh go off!

“children of the revolution” is that an enjolras reference

i like this

oh. oh heavens

i want whatever that swing is that just came down from the ceiling

i mean i believe u satine but i mean it’s literally just a cool rock idk that they’re all that great tbh there are cooler rocks???

did- did she just say-

ALL THE SINGLE-???

BRICK????

i’m not sure about the sleeveless tux situation but it’s also kinda

👀

oh no did she fall down? is she okay?

is there about to be a case of mistaken identity where she’s going to think Christian is this ‘Duke’ person?

is this the Wanna Build A Snowman music??

SHUT UP AND DANCE

this is kinda fun actually

the dancing is adorable

“Would you like me to call you...’Your Grace’?” “Uhm.” AHSFJAHAJ

these three buddies are so cute i can’t wow i love friendship so much

awww ms Satine :( someone pls give her a hug :(

cannot believe they really went here with the songs like. i was not expecting the updated music XD it kinda works tho

ooh that’s a pretty curtain

ohhhh noooooo the #miscommunication

Christian please be careful with your phrasing dude you are holding a shovel and don’t even know it my guy

oh no oh no

“I don’t have much money” “u what”

“MY GIFT IS MY SONG” just come out of nowhere bro that’s fine

oh heck they’re kissin

a LOT

ms satine did you not hit on “I don’t have much money” as a little clue that this man is not the duke

chaos chaos chaos

“She’s rather sick with some obscure malaise” first of all how dare you

WHAT WAS THAT

this is absolute chaos and i love it how are they literally describing a Sailor AU of their actual lives

“In the end, should someone die?” CHRISTIAN SHUT UP

awwww a hug :3

oh hey the Duke sings nice

THIS MAN BROUGHT BACKUP DANCERS??

your name is Mr. Nasty sir that’s what it is

“Tomorrow, for celebration. Tonight? For a Friend” AWWWWWWWWWWW

Aww Satine :(

“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return” I remember this!

love the Friendship

OH?

mr nasty why you gotta be so sinister you nasty

is Christian what they call a ‘himbo’?

TAKE ON MEEEEE

WHAT KINDA LITTLE DANCE WAS THAT

wait was this from the Mr. McGregor version? This is famil

WE CAN BE HERRRROOOOOOOOES

WE COULD BE LOVVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERS I REMEMBER THIS

MR NASTY CAN YOU PLEASE STOP IMMEDIATELY

the umbrella i can’t

fancy blue coat

omg the “I will always love you” they did that

suddenly abrupt cut to he “,,,,madness,”

is this gonna be Roxanne?

LADY GAGA???

oh heck

heck

TOXIC BY MS BRITNEY SPEARS???

SWEET DREAMS??????

“I’ve been walking the streets, going mad with every step” like when Frollo was looking for Esmeralda or??

“I bow before no man’s title” OOOOOOH TELL HIMMMM

this music is pretty

Come What May heck yeah babey

ngl christian kinda needs his hair floofed.

that hat is ABSURD

the hat is too stupid oh my word i hate it

oh sh Chris you just blew the whole operation huh

you messed up you messed up so bad

agh it’s getting Stressful

are you about to offer him drugs bc if so pls dont

oh god youre offering him drugs

this man is lit

oh here we go it’s Roxanne time

oH???

oh jeez oh heck

oh heck

wow

oh noooooooooo

oh his name’s Andre

DUDE STOP MR NASTY YOU CAN’T JUST DO THAT

HECK OH NO CHRISTIANS HERE

so i guess getting him drunk six ways to neptune had the opposite effect of what was intended oh no

oh it’s like that part in bbc’s The Musketeers

aw satine :(

ROLLING IN THE DEEP??

YEAH MAN GO OFF ABSOLUTELY

ARE YOU GONNA KILL A MAN CHRISTIAN? IS THIS YOUR PRE-MURDER SONG?

KINDA WEAK ON THE WAY IN BUT

DID YOU JUST GROWL THE R

aw :(

christian if you don’t drop a chandelier on mr stinky bastard man,,

GO OFF SATINE

OH BOY IS HE GONNA MURDER THE DUKE IS HE GONNA DO IT

COME ON BABY

DANGIT CHRISLET WRONG TARGET YOU STOP THAT

THANKS BABE

NOW GO KILL HIM

YALL HAVE TEN MINUTES TO FIX THIS

WRONG. TARGET. CHRISLET.

STILL WRONG TARGET BRO

STOP PUTTING HER THROUGH EMOTIONAL DISTRESS SHE”S SUFFERED ENOUGH

i hate it here

there y’all go

but just for one day :(

son of a heck

oh so

oh it’s one of those like hadestown and tgm where they’re literally

awww :(

THE GREAT BELL OF CLIFTON

aw we’re back to just the three friends :(

come what may 😭😭😭

ohhhh wow

well then. that was...yeah...yeah.

#maggie watches the moulin rouge musical #long post #moulin rouge

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what-the-fuck-khr · 4 years

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If you are still taking prompts, 39 with Reborn,Dino, and Tsuna?

,,,,, anon what the fuck why would you let me WRITE A PROMPT LIKE THIS ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEE OH MY GOD

jesus so like,,,, I kind of half explicitly mention death, but it’s pretty obvious what happens so

tw; death and death mention hhrrg oh boy anon how the hell could you do that to me why would you give me that power holy shit,,, if you want more goddamn angst here are the prompts go nuts!!

It was pretty hard to express how he felt. How he felt as the Millefiore attacked and killed the Vongola, how he felt watching his own friends die, how he felt having to watch these men, once kids he helped raise, fight to stay alive.

It was one thing to watch professionals do this job; he knew death and injury came with the profession. But it was another to watch them all get hunted down, one by one, and everyone connected to them.

It wasn’t as easy to watch these two bosses struggle as he thought it’d be. It wasn’t as easy for him to struggle to live as he’d thought it would be.

“Reborn... You wanted to speak to us? Is something wrong?”

Tsuna watched warily as Reborn shifted his footing. He’d been awfully silent, and it was incredibly unnerving. Reborn always spoke about whatever it was he was thinking, in the most blunt way possible.

With his following silence, he shot a nervous look to Dino who was standing beside him. The blond looked just as unnerved as he did; he’d known Reborn far longer and had never seen Reborn think so hard on what to say.

“Hey, if you’re worried... We’ll figure something out, y'know? We always do, don’t we?” Dino chimed. His words sounded optimistic, but his expression didn’t match.

Reborn tilted his head back a little and eyed them both over. “It’s not that I’m particularly worried. I just think there’s something rather inevitable about this.”

“Huh? Us getting attacked-?”

“No.” Reborn breathed out softly, closing his eyes as his head rested against his shoulder. “Just voicing my thoughts. I know you two are trying your best.”

Wasn’t it just the way it was meant to go for him? It was a curse, after all. If not for his bitterness towards it, maybe he would’ve been more careless with his life up to this point.

He had to wonder what the point of fighting it was. There was no Sky; Aria had died. The majority of the Arcobaleno had since been hunted down, too, and it was inevitable the rest would end up the same. That included him, too.

He was going to die. There was nothing he could do to change it.

“You know...” Reborn’s voice got his students’ attention again. “I wonder if I’ve ever said this before now?”

Tsuna frowned a little. “Said what...? Reborn, it’ll be okay. We’ll find a way out of it.”

Reborn smiled just a touch, and it sent a feeling of dread through both men.

“I know you will. You’re smart.”

He looked off to the side for a moment. “I’ve got something to tend to.”

“Outside?” Dino asked quickly. “You can’t do that...! You know it’s dangerous-!”

Reborn shifted and scoffed a little. “Who do you think you’re yelling at? Do you think I’m stupid or something?”

“No, but it’s- You’re not healthy!”

He wasn’t. He was sick.

“So? I’m alive, so that means I have to work.”

Reborn faced them and though they both initially tried to move back when he reached out, they both seemed to freeze when he gently rested his hands on their cheeks.

He held their gazes for a few moments each before closing his eyes again. “I’ll be going. You know, I believe we will come out of this. I believe in you two that much.”

He opened his eyes, his expression firm. “So, continue making me proud, would you? Don’t let me down, or I’ll beat you both up. Got it?”

Dino set his jaw in place and grabbed Reborn’s hand, and right. Reborn could feel it shaking. Still, the blond bowed.

“Of course we will! Why would we do anything less?! I’m the tenth boss of the Cavallone that you taught, so I can’t give up now!”

Tsuna had to steel his shoulders, and take in a sharp breath before he followed his senior’s actions, bowing as he grasped Reborn’s hand with everything he could.

“I’m the tenth boss of the Vongola and I couldn’t possibly disappoint my mentor like that! We’ll continue working hard, Reborn!”

Reborn blinked slowly at this. However unexpected it was, it left something rather warm in his chest.

“Of course. I should get going now.”

They straightened and bid their mentor farewell, and it left something heavy in the room.

In hindsight, he should have realised his students weren’t that stupid. They were grown men; fully fledged bosses that knew everything there was when it came to work, life and death.

Of course they knew he probably wouldn’t return from this mission.

It was getting harder to breathe.

Clouded grey eyes shifted across the trees that stood tall above him, breathing life into everything that laid around him. Was that irony? Karma, maybe?

He was dying.

Well... Reborn’s eyes slipped shut. I managed to live a half decent life, at least.

He dropped one hand onto his chest where he vaguely felt familiar scales rub against his paling skin, and the other shakily moved his hat to rest over his face.

A soft puff of air left parted lips before they tugged up weakly. That was something he hadn’t thought he’d have the honour of doing. Thinking of loved ones before he died... That was nice.

Yes. He’d done well.

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impatient-traveler · 7 years

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Poet!Ardyn AU

Requested by and dedicated to @hi-im-captain-bullshit :) Thank you for being a friend and an inspiration!! <3

A sort of Wolf’s Rain anime ending style AU, aka after the tragic end of everything our heroes just randomly get reincarnated in a world that’s just like theirs, minus all of the bad. Ardyn gets reincarnated in Noct’s times because they died at the same time, despite being born 2k years apart. Enjoy the fluff!

ALSO, THIS GOT LONG LMAO. IDK HOW OR WHEN :’D kill meeeee

The Prince had just finished school and was leaving the building with Prompto, his best friend. It was a gorgeous, sunny day very close to summer break and he was itching to spend it on something fun.

“Uh, isn’t Ignis gonna be waiting for you?” his buddy asked when he turned towards the back exit. Noctis shrugged.

“I guess.” he kept walking.

“Sooo... are you ditching him?” the blond inquired, jogging to catch up with him.

“What does it look like?”

“He’s gonna be pissed you know.”

“Yes, well. It’s either that or I get to spend the day studying.” the Prince explained.

“Wait, for what??”

“There’s a math test tomorrow.”

“...Oh. Is there? Oh right.” the other boy muttered to himself. “Hey, we got answers to this one!” he yelled, finally figuring out why he’d allowed himself to forget about it.

“Shhh!!” the Prince whirled on him, already reaching to cover his mouth. His friend evaded swiftly. “Don’t yell about that.” he paused as he got through the door, then waited for the other to catch up. “Ignis isn’t gonna like me cheating. And I don’t feel like pretending I’m studying for the entire day, alright?” Prompto grinned.

“Sure thing. Where are we going?” he asked excitedly.

“I don’t know.” Noct shrugged. “The arcade?”

“Good enough.” his companion agreed.

Soon they were walking hand in hand through the busy, bright streets. There were plenty of people out and about, enjoying the weather. Blessedly when he was wearing his school uniform and accompanied by a kid his age instead of royal bodyguards Noctis could walk around unrecognized. There’d been a few occasions when someone figured out who he was, but they were rare enough that he saw no reason to change his habits. They were slowly making their way from the centre full of wide windows and colorful displays into the older, narrower parts of the city where the less flashy establishments were. They were by no means back streets, but they were out of the way and mostly inhabited by small restaurants, music and book stores. Just a few minutes and they’d find the familiar sign of the arcade that was their favorite. As they walked, absentmindedly chatting about their school day, Noct’s attention was drawn to a man standing at the corner a little ahead of them. He was wearing the oddest ensemble of clothes he’d ever seen, especially for the early summer heat. Heavy black cloak, no less than three scarves and a hat tipped playfully on top of dark ruby locks. That was an odd sight in itself, on someone who looked to be in his thirties at least, but Noctis supposed with every year the older generations got more progressive and he shouldn’t be surprised by the occasional crazy hair color. As they got closer he returned his attention to what Prompto was saying.

“What a pleasure to see you, your Highness!” a pleasant, honey-sweet tone called after them. Noct whirled on the spot, shocked to see anyone recognize him. It was the man he’d been eyeing, now observing them with a kind smile and a mischievous twinkle in his amber eyes. Reluctantly, the Prince stepped closer, an anxious Prompto at his heels.

“I, uh.” he struggled to switch to his royal tone for a moment. “The pleasure is mine.” he ground out awkwardly, not at all pleased. “How did you recognize me?” the boy failed to keep the grumble from his tone. He enjoyed his privacy and hated to be denied it. The stranger only smiled wider.

“I couldn’t help it, your Highness, I apologize. Perhaps it’s the royal aura.” the man gestured at Noct with a flourish, an edge of mockery entering his voice. The Prince bristled.

“Yeah, I bet it is.” he muttered. Prom shifted awkwardly next to him, obviously wanting to say something but not sure how to react.

“I’m sorry, I’m sure I interrupted something important.” the stranger said, almost genuine. Noctis didn’t miss the jab.

“I don’t always have to be working, you know.” he pointed out, narrowing his blue eyes.

“So, uh, what’s that?” Prompto’s unnaturally cheerful voice interrupted them, a sure sign that the blond was anxious. The man looked at him, while Noct turned to search for what his friend was talking about. It turned out there was a stack of small books sitting on a windowsill next to the stranger, a few more visible peeking out from a torn and battered black canvas backpack underneath. Next to it stood, propped up against the wall, a pristine and pretty black umbrella, of all things. The only thing running through the Prince’s mind at the sight of the literature was ‘oh no, not a preacher!’

“Ah, those?” the man’s voice drew his attention back to his face, now smiling modestly. “Only some poetry, I’m afraid.” he shrugged apologetically. Prom nearly jumped.

“Really? Did you write it??” he asked, crowding the man’s personal space.

“Indeed. Would you like to see?” one of the thin books was passed into Prompto’s waiting hands. Intrigued, Noct looked at the cover and saw it showed a crystal, different from the Crystal, with two swords crossed underneath it and surrounded by sylleblossoms. Now he was seriously curious. His friend opened the book and scanned through it quickly, stopping as soon as he saw a block of text that seemed short enough to read on the spot. The stranger waited politely.

“Wow! This is really good!” the boy exclaimed a minute later. “Like, actually very good!” the man gave tham a sheepish smile.

“Thank you, young man.” he said, sounding oddly formal since he definitely wasn’t old enough to call them that.

“May I?” Noctis asked and was immediately handed a second book.

“Of course, your Highness.” he was told, accompanied by a small but respectful nod. At least the strange man had the sense to not bow in public. The boy opened the book on the first page. ‘Liber Crystallinus; poems by Ardyn Izunia’, it said.

“Ardyn, right?” Noct asked, raising his eyebrows skeptically.

“Yes, prince Noctis.” the stranger replied, letting the boy know he need not introduce himself. Meanwhile, Prompto sighed sadly and reluctantly handed the book back.

“Thanks, I really like it.” he said.

“Oh, keep it if you want.” Ardyn offered. The blond bounced once more.

“Really? Thank you!!” he yelled.

“Can I keep it too?” Noct asked, not overly excited at the prospect of poetry but intrigued enough to check it out. The man nodded with a pleasant smile.

“Oh! Oh! We need to get a selfie!!” Prom announced, already pulling out his camera and squeezing close to Ardyn. The man seemed less than thrilled at the idea but happy to humor the younger generation.

With not much choice left, Noctis stepped up at the other side of the peculiar stranger and grinned at the camera.

When they got to Prompto’s home that evening, after hours spent at the arcade, they looked at the picture again. The three of them, two cheerful boys and a scruffy but kind looking poet in too many scarves. Noct decided to keep the photo.

#ffxv #ff15 #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #ardyn izunia #noctis lucis caelum #ffxv fanfic #ff15 fanfic #prompto argentum #ffxv au #poet!Ardyn #mine #wtf when and how did this happen #lmao

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