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[akaiitokoibito]

🐑 anon here and I just realized that matchups were closed and wanted to apologize for the inconvenience and my lack of reading instructions. I’m sorry.

Awhhh it’s okay!! Thanks for the follow up! After we’re done with this batch of matchups, feel free to submit yours to us then! Thank you sheep anon! <3 

- Mod Rose

[akaiitokoibito]

Jealous Ouran headcannons? Like how they would react or be dominant with there s/o?

Omg yesss I’m blushing already ohoho~ let’s do this! There wasn’t any specified scenarios, so I’m going to take a few liberties and vary the situation so it’s more interesting!

(edit after finishing: I regret everything and nothing. This has been my writer’s block for the past week or two. -Mod Camellia)

Tamaki

“My, it’s such a sunny day! It’d be even better if you let go of her. Do you understand?”

“T-Tamaki?” you stuttered, eyes rounded as you realized how pissed your partner was. To the average eye, Tamaki probably looked more than jovial; his hair was shining, his smile was bright, and his posture was relaxed. But you knew him better than that; when he grew truly angry, he didn’t sulk or give the cold shoulder.

He smiled brightly; that expression of imminent doom could make any of the Host Club members shiver (sans Kyoya).

“One moment, [S/O],” he said, his eyes softening before turning to the quaking boy holding your arm. “Well?”

The boy let go of your arm, almost tripping in his haste to get away.

You two watched the boy’s escape in silence. Finally, you licked your lips and turned to the blonde, laughing nervously. “You didn’t have to go that far, Tamaki.”

He hummed nonchalantly, slipping his arm around your shoulder and drawing you into a hug. A smile curved on your lips as you leaned into his embrace, content to let the faint smell of roses and coffee engulf you. “I just wanted to make sure he got the point.”

You drew back to gaze into his amethyst eyes. Gone were the shy glint and innocent twinkle; instead of sunshine, his gaze felt like fire. “What point?”

His lips curved upwards into a smirk. “Well,” he drawled, his hand reaching out and cupping your cheek. Your breath hitched involuntarily; were those butterflies in your stomach? 

Despite the fact that you had read such a scene in so many shoujo manga before, you couldn’t help but blush, heart thudding loudly in your chest.

“I think he misunderstood something,” Tamaki said softly. His proud, passionate gaze pinned yours. “You’re my girl.”

Kyoya

“Oh, please. Do try and touch her again. I’d love for an excuse to expel you.”

To your relief, the creep backed away from you to glare at a seemingly calm Kyoya Ootori. “What was that?”

“Five seconds.”

“Kyoya, it’s fine,” you tried, honestly fearing for the boy’s life. Even if he had been groping you, you didn’t want your partner to kill him. You had never seen Kyoya so angry in the entire span of your relationship.

Unlike the other Host Club members, Kyoya didn’t burn with fury when angry. He was cool, bitter ice: calculative, methodical, and ruthless.

“What?”

“You have five seconds to remove yourself from this area before I force you to. Do not come to any of the Host Club’s balls again. Do not attempt to approach us during school. And if I learn you were anywhere near the vicinity of [S/O], I will end you,” Kyoya intoned, his chilly gaze freezing any protests the pervert might have had. “I’m not afraid to use my influence to ruin your life.”

 “…fucking bastard,” the boy cursed weakly, stalking off towards the exit.

“[S/O], are you alright?”

“I…” The words seemed lodged in your throat. “I’m alright.”

Kyoya could read your unease effortlessly. Instead of pointing it out, though, he guided you back into the ballroom. The noise and myriad of vivid colors, although somewhat distracting, was comforting. 

“Kyoya, really…I’m fine. I’ll be fine. He didn’t even hurt me, see?” You laughed unconvincingly, gesturing to your disheveled but still intact dress.

Kyoya pursed his lips, the most displeasure that he would allow to show in public. “Let’s dance, [S/O].”

“Dance?” you echoed. Kyoya…didn’t dance, at least not of his own free will. Affection for your partner surged in your chest as you took his proffered hand. 

You two fell into the motions of the dance easily, seamlessly spinning and stepping in tandem. You fell silent, watching your partner’s eyes closely as the music continued. “Kyoya?” you called gently, your voice calling him back from whatever haze he had been in.

His grip on your waist tightened ever so slightly. “[S/O].”

“Mm?” you hummed, twirling around.

“That won’t happen again.”

His bold declaration (his promise) sent your heart fluttering. “Kyoya?”

He tilted his head, his eyes questioning.

A smile curved on your lips. “Thank you.”

Hikaru

“Say, Kaoru. Would it be illegal if I punched that guy in the face right now?”

“Hikaru,” Kaoru responded, a tone of warning in his voice.

“Yeah, yeah,” Hikaru waved off his twin’s concerns, grumbling, “He’s her friend, I get it. I’m not going to deny her that happiness.” His auburn eyes narrowed, a scowl tugging at his lips as he drilled holes into the boy’s figure with his darkening gaze. “But does he have to stand so goddamn close to her?”

“If you’re that bothered about it, why don’t you go over there?” Kaoru suggested.

“Not gonna,” Hikaru mumbled, his voice almost petulant. “They’re talking about Arina Tanemura again.”

Kaoru gaped, then snickered loudly. “Is that why you’ve been reading shoujo manga all week? To impress her?”

“Shut up.”

“You’re blushing!” Kaoru pointed out gleefully.

“That’s beside the point, Kaoru. That guy– ah, hey [S/O],” Hikaru greeted, his voice slightly strangled. You tilted your head in question.

Kaoru beamed at you and Hikaru. “I’ll leave you two alone.”

“You’re awfully quiet today,” you commented, sitting down beside him. “Is something the matter, Hikaru? Even Yamada-kun thought that something was off about you, and he’s only known you for a week.”

“Ah, yeah. I’m…good.” Hikaru averted his gaze. “Yeah. Good.”

Unimpressed by your partner’s truly stellar vocabulary, you raised an eyebrow at him. “Mmhm. Really,”  you commented dryly. You sighed, your eyes clearly reflecting your concern. “What happened, Hikaru?”

“…I have better grades than Yamada.”

“…I know…?”

“I’m more handsome, too.”

“I’d say that’s a matter of opinion.” You laughed, but paused when your partner didn’t laugh with you. “Hikaru, really, there’s nothing going on bet–”

His golden eyes, deceptively calm, met yours, and for a moment you forgot how to breathe. Although you two had been together for several months, you could never stop the butterflies that fluttered in your stomach whenever he looked at you. Hikaru’s eyes had always been captivating: fiery, determined, and fiercely passionate. 

“[S/O],” he breathed your name, his voice a low, throaty timbre. “I just…”

Your heart practically leapt in your throat when he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around you; the faint scent of cinnamon and sandalwood did not help alleviate the wild thumping of your heart. “H-Hikaru?” you breathed, your voice suddenly higher pitched.

For a moment, your partner didn’t reply, his eyes closed peacefully as his chin rested on your shoulder. Then, he opened his eyes, giving you a lazy grin. “I love you,” Hikaru enunciated clearly, fully content with continuing your impromptu embrace. His golden eyes were filled with warmth, love, and passion that threatened to swallow you whole. “I love you a lot, you know that?”

“I…” your breath caught as you flushed bright red. “I know. I love you too, Hikaru.”

Kaoru

“Heh, I know it’s stupid. But…I…really don’t want you to look at anybody else.”

“Is this about earlier, Kaoru?” you asked quietly, taking a seat beside him. “Sawada-kun was just helping me with a math problem.”

“I can help you with math,” Kaoru insisted.

You giggled, nudging his shoulder playfully. You knew your boyfriend too well. “You’re terrible at math.”

“Then I’ll get better,” Kaoru vowed, his hand reaching out and intertwining with yours. Similar to his nature, his hand was warm; its very presence soothed you. He sighed, leaning against your shoulder and flashing you a tiny grin. “For you.”

“How suave of you,” you teased, running your free hand through his ginger locks.

He hummed under his breath. The conversation faded into a comfortable silence, both of you content to bask in each other’s presence. The evening was surprisingly cool, despite the heat wave earlier in the week. Sunlight filtered through the canopy of cherry blossoms, gently illuminating Kaoru’s small, lopsided smile.

“I mean it, you know. I’ll have Hikaru tutor me until I score better than him in math, then I can study with you,” Kaoru offered, his gaze genuine and lips upturned.

Another bright smile bloomed on your face. Although you didn’t really need that much help with math, you couldn’t help yourself from ribbing, “Or, you know, I could just ask Hikaru to help me.”

Kaoru’s gaze sharpened. “No.”

“No?” you parroted.

A smirk curled up on his lips; suddenly, you could understand why your sweet boyfriend was dubbed the “little devil” type. Mischief and thinly concealed amusement danced in his golden eyes that were so intensely focused on you.

“Kaoru?”

“I’m gonna be the one to help you, [S/O],” he breathed, leaning in close enough that his warm breath fanned across your neck. Suddenly, you were very aware of how close you two were; his hands were still intertwined with yours, his body pressed against yours ever so gently. “Okay?”

“I…” Your throat suddenly felt dry. “Mmhm. I’ll be waiting.”

Honey

“Hey, you. I’ll give you some cake later, so will you please leave?”

Your breath hitched as you turned to face your partner. “Mitsukuni,” you gasped, relief flooding you as the petite boy beamed at the guy harassing you. His golden eyes glanced briefly at you, softening the tiniest fraction as he nodded his head reassuringly at you before turning back to the idiot clinging onto your arm.

“Huh? Why the hell should I?”

That was the wrong thing to say. You watched your partner’s smile grow even wider with dawning horror, the kind that usually was reserved for watching a tragic accident or the like. Mitsukuni Haninozuka might have been small, but he was a force to be reckoned with.

“Hah?” the blonde titled his head, sugary smile never leaving his face. “Because I won’t hesitate to use force if you don’t leave [S/O]-chan alone.”

“Go play somewhere else, brat--” the insult had barely left his lips before your partner lunged forward, snatched him away from you, flipped the harasser over, and slammed him into the ground.

“Sorry,” the ever sweet Honey-senpai apologized insincerely, his golden eyes as cool as his voice was. “But I really don’t like you touching my girlfriend like that.”

Mori

“Ah, sorry…my hand slipped.”

You startled, glancing to your right, where the familiar voice originated from. To your surmounting surprise, you saw your boyfriend standing in front of the table of boys who had been wolf-whistling at you for the entirety of your stay. The boys were frozen, completely drenched in ice-cold water.

In contrast, Takashi maintained his straight face as he placed his empty pitcher back on his tray. “We’ll reimburse you with ice cream,” he intoned, his deep voice silencing any indignant squawks the boys might have let out. “It’s a hot day. Why don’t you warm yourselves outside?”

“T-that was on purpose!” one of the boys screeched.

“Y-yeah,” his companion agreed.

Takashi remained calm, his gaze never wavering. “You should go outside,” he suggested again, gently helping one of the boys to his feet. “We’ll bring out some desserts for you.”

You watched the scene, your mouth slightly agape and eyes rounded. The boys were quickly escorted out of the small beach restaurant; only after they had left did Takashi approach your table. “[S/O].”

Although he only uttered your name, you could understand the multitude of emotions he was expressing. “I’m fine,” you reassured him. “Thank you, Takashi. You really -- eh?”

Your boyfriend had unceremoniously draped his jacket over your shoulders, expression placid. “Be more mindful,” he said simply. (Of your beauty, he meant.)

A small, gentle smile curved across your lips. “Don’t act too recklessly,” you said in return, tightening your grip on the jacket. (I love you, you meant.)

Sorry, got kinda tired towards the end and rushed >w< Hope you enjoyed it!

- Mod Camellia

[akaiitokoibito]

YOOOO just figured out the ask box wasn't working. It is now! Feel free to send in anything at all besides matchups :) Sorry for the trouble.

- Mod Camellia

[akaiitokoibito]

hey there!! im the anon that got paired up with kuroko and nishinoya, and i cant thank you guys enough for the cute matchup!! i loved reading it and i'm glad you guys had fun coming up with different scenarios and possibilities! thank you again!!!

Thank you so much for leaving such a kind message! We’re so glad to know that you appreciated/enjoyed it. ^^

[akaiitokoibito]

I saw you had a character limit, so I hope this is alright. What kind of person do you think that the RFA+Saeran (if that's alright, if not just the RFA members) would look for in a person?

Hm, well one of the things I love about MysMe is that I honestly think that any of the RFA members have the potential to fall for…well, anyone. 

For example, I can see Zen with an enthusiastic genki-girl ish type, but I can honestly see him with a cool, serious girl too~

But I’ll offer some suggestions, because often in the game, aiming for certain routes means pandering to the characters, and I don’t think that’s the only personality our bois (+baehee) would appreciate.

Personal opinion, yo.

Zen

The number one quality he’d look for? Probably, he’d want someone supportive. Not necessarily someone who would always agree with him and gush over his appearance, but someone who would cheer him on and support his dream.

I don’t think Zen wants a damsel in distress. Remember, he considers himself Cinderella, not the other way around.

This doesn’t mean that he doesn’t like girls who might need more emotional support. He’s 10/10 boyfriend material – supportive, handsome, and kind. He doesn’t hesitate to provide emotional support for others.

But he’d probably admire/hold high respect for somebody independent; someone confident in themselves and willing to help other people.

He’d definitely want someone who can look past appearances. Zen, for all of his selfies, is more than just a “narcissistic model.” He’s hardworking and kind, and he would like somebody who can appreciate that.

Yoosung

The number one quality he’d look for? N/A. Yoosung’s the sort of person who doesn’t have a checklist of attributes; he’s a pretty open individual.

He would probably like someone patient, though. Someone who can listen to his troubles and offer advice.

In the same way, though, Yoosung would also be 100% alright with providing a listening ear to them, too.

He’d love someone who he could game/geek-out with. But that doesn’t necessarily mean that he has to be with someone who plays LOLOL. Yoosung appreciates traits besides gaming ability, tyvm.

Yoosung doesn’t need someone particularly smart or particularly attractive. Sure, those are always a nice bonus, but he’d just want somebody who he can feel comfortable around enough to be himself. (And vice versa. He’d want to be with someone who he can put at ease, too.)

Jaehee

The number one quality she’d look for? Kindness.

Jaehee just wants someone with a nice personality. Someone who cares for others. She doesn’t really mind if they have a hot temper or are super shy; she just cares about what’s inside.

Standing up for her to Jumin? I mean, that’s amazing; she would completely respect that. However, that’s not something that she needs: Jaehee’s a strong individual. What Jaehee needs isn’t a knight in shining armor, but a companion who might offer her hot chocolate or a hug when she’s feeling down. Once again, kindness.

Jumin

The number one quality he’d look for? Sincerity.

Jumin’s tired of the harlots who only flock to him because of his money. He doesn’t need somebody who panders to him. He doesn’t need a “yes sir,” or so to speak. He just wants somebody who acts out of the desire to act rather than out of necessity.

Even better if you can sass (throw some shade ey)

Liking cats? Yes, once again a heavy bonus. Shared interests are great. However, Jumin is the kind of person who would find or create shared interests for his significant other. They don’t have anything in common? Alright, fine; he’ll schedule some sort of activity they can do together. You don’t need to like cats for him to like you, dammit.

Saeyoung

The number one quality he’d look for? Versatility. Saeyoung is super flexible and would appreciate someone who can match his level of craziness and ups and downs!

But he probably needs someone who can see the positive things in life.

Humor would be a plus. Even better if they’re totally down for pranks as long as everyone gets a laugh out of it at the end.

He wants someone who can be laid back and make the best of life yet responsible and serious when they have to be.

Words they often say may be “Hey! Everything will be okay as long as you tried your best!”

He won’t admit it, but he certainly needs someone capable of taking care of him and his...diet (someone please give him a full meal)

Jihyun

The number one quality he’d look for? Strength. By that I mean inner strength.

He would admire someone who can stand up for what they believe in and do things that no one else would dare to do. Like doing what’s best for Jihyun despite what he wants.

“If you’re going to cancel your photo exhibition for my performance, then I’m gonna cancel my performance, so you can do your photo exhibition”

He needs someone who’s assertive enough to change him for the better and show him his worth

He wants someone whose strong and independent enough to support the both of them, so they can share their burdens together

Saeran

The number one quality he’d look for? Reliability.

As much as Saeran might need reassurance or love, the one thing that matters most would simply be the fact that someone is there for him.

He wants someone that’ll let him be himself. So no over-protectiveness or excessive pampering.

Instead, someone patient, thoughtful, and sympathetic would be a comforting presence, and Saeran will be more likely to open up to them. But even if they’re none of those traits, as long as they’re willing to listen and understand him, he’ll love them just the same.

With his past and all, the one of the things he needs to build back up is trust, so it’s best if he finds someone who follows through their words with actions

Bonus if they’re an animal and food lover (I can see the documentary marathon dates already)

Mod Camellia and I hope you enjoy these headcanons, anon! Keep in mind these are our own personal opinions, and we would love to hear any feedback from you guys, so feel free to comment ;)

- Mod Rose

[akaiitokoibito]

hey there! for a matchup, i would love knb + hq! i'm a leo, isfp, 5"7, and chubby! i love reading + writing even though i get hit by artists' block often. i mostly laze about on the internet when i'm not busy. i've been told i'm really caring, considerate, charismatic, and diplomatic, even though i can be a big slacker and lack a lot self-confidence. i can be introverted among those i'm not familiar with but i'm really lively and crude with close friends. thats pretty much it! tysm in advance!!

Hello, hello!

We’ve decided that the ones at the end of your red thread are Kuroko Tetsuya from Kuroko no Baset and Nishinoya Yū from Haikyuu!!!

“Let’s work hard together.”

tl;dr supportive couple too good for this world

You met at the public library.

Both of you went to different schools; in fact, you went to Touou. However, you two both knew each other as “that other high schooler who enjoys reading as much as I do.”

Kuroko was actually the first to approach you. He wanted to check out a book, but noticed that it was in a pile of books that you were using.

He was caught off guard when you noticed him approaching you and flashed him a small smile. “Hi, do you need something?”

Kuroko was so surprised that you saw him that he only managed to mumble, “Check…out?”

You thought he was hitting on you and sort of internally freaked out. “Sorry, I’m not interested!” you stammered, averting your gaze.

Kuroko realized what you were thinking and quickly corrected, “No, your book. Once you finish with it, may I check it out? It’s the last copy.” He gestured to said book in question.

“Ah, sorry for misunderstanding. Of course! In fact, I believe I’m finished with it already…?” You awkwardly offered it to him.

He took it, blinking and tilting his head. “Thank you. If you don’t mind me asking…how did you see me?”

“I…just…saw you?”

“Most people tend to not notice me unless I address them directly,” Kuroko explained, sensing your confusion.

“Ah! Well, I guess it’s because you’re always checking out the same books as me. You’re Kuroko Tetsuya, right? I see your name often on the library card. I guess after awhile, I began keeping an eye out for you.”

You’d meet every week or so at the library, and slowly began learning more about each other. At first, it was sort of awkward, but discussing books with him was a nice way for both of you to open up.

Kuroko is the best supportive friend ever. Seriously. Whenever you feel down, or have some kind of writer’s/artist’s block, he’ll encourage you both verbally and through small little gifts.

For example, once he learned you were stressing out about a particular exam, he consulted Midorima and bought you some generally lucky items (including one of those “good grades” charms from a nearby shrine).

He basically gave you the confidence boosts you needed.

But at the same time, you’d encourage him whenever he felt down (particularly because of basketball).

There wasn’t any kind of dramatic confession. One day, while discussing one of your story ideas in the library, Kuroko tilts his head and asks, “Would you like to grab something to eat with me after this?”

When the rest of the basketball community found out about your relationship, you were…uh, accosted by several very tall people. After all, only Midorima and Kagami really knew about you before this (Kuroko never really was one to talk about others when they weren’t around).

Seirin accepted you as part of the family. Yep. Aomine and Momoi, who went to your school, soon began approaching you more often to bond over your mutual admiration for Kuroko.

The GoM in particular wanted to interrogate you, but Kuroko reassured them that you were a kind person. (And, well, if you could make Kuroko Tetsuya smile like that, they wouldn’t interfere.)

“You’re a nice person, you know that?”

tl;dr so awkward and cute it hurts

Noya’s your senpai; his classroom is in the same hallway as yours, so you often see each other during class periods.

You couldn’t help but notice how lively he was. No matter the time of day, he’d always stick out to you – despite his short stature.

You began drawing him. Well, not him: that would be awkward. Instead, you drew his eyes: sincere, straightforward, and beautiful.

He noticed you walking with your sketchbook open one day.

“Woah, those eyes look so cool! Can I see?”

You realized that he didn’t notice that those eyes were his, and resolved to not tell him lest you die of embarrassment. “Of course, Nishinoya-senpai.”

He freaked out since 1) you called him senpai and 2) your sketches.

“You’re really skilled at this!” he gushed. Then, he promptly realized that he was talking to a girl and turned into a stuttering mess. “A-ah, um…senpai!”

“I’m afraid I’m your kouhai, Nishinoya-senpai.”

“N-n-no, that’s not it.” He pointed your sketchbook at you, hand trembling but eyes narrowed in determination. “You know my name, but I don’t know yours.”

And that was your first meeting.

You and Noya would occasionally walk together and chat as he headed to the gym. It took a very, very long time for him to acclimate himself to you, but he eventually got (somewhat) used to your presence.

He’d always throw around compliments and smooth one liners without realizing he was being smooth. (Whenever he’d actually, consciously try to act smooth, he’d fail epically.)

You’d always stick to calling him “senpai” – although he did manage to convince you to call him “Noya-senpai” instead of “Nishinoya-senpai.”

He’d nosebleed/sparkle/cry tears of joy whenever you called him senpai.

Occasionally, you dropped by volleyball practice to wave and watch him for a bit. You didn’t want to overstep your boundaries, but at the very least you could act like a good friend™

(Tanaka freaked out the first couple of times you came in to cheer him on.)

(Asahi, who was a witness to your and Noya’s easy banter, silently predicted to himself that you’d be dating by New Year’s.)

(You got along well with all of Karasuno once you got used to them: they considered you a Cool Bro™ who they could joke around with.)

There wasn’t any singular moment that made you fall for Noya.

You just realized one day that you genuinely enjoyed the sound of his laughter. Noya was always sincere and kind. He never lied to you, and even when he’d offer bits of constructive criticism, he always made sure he gave you bits of encouragement, too.

Noya’s revelation was a whole lot more dramatic.

He had been talking with Asahi during practice on one of the days when you didn’t come and just–

“–cheeks and my heart seems to thump faster when I’m around her. Do you think I’m getting sick?” Noya paused, then reviewed the symptoms in his head. “Wait…”

Asahi gave him a consoling pat on the back.

“OH MY GOD, I LIKE HER, ASAHI!”

“Yes. Yes, you do.”

“WHAT DO I DO? DOES SHE LIKE ME? SHOULD I CONFESS? ASAAAAHIII, HELP ME!”

He began pestering Asahi everyday for advice on how to confess.

Eventually, Asahi gave in and began helping him meticulously plan his confession.

It was going to be perfect! After a glorious victory at a match he would invite you to, he would bound towards you with a bouquet in hand and the team cheering.

Instead, though, on the day that he was going to invite you to their game, he found you sketching.

He was supposed to say, “Hey, [Y/N], wanna come to our game tomorrow?”

Instead, he blurted out, “I like you!”

You stopped drawing, turned to gape at him, and Noya promptly facepalmed.

“Oh shit, wait a minute…” he cursed, muttering to himself. “Wait, no! I was supposed to do it AFTER the match!”

“Noya…senpai?” Your voice was strangled, hopeful.

“Aaaah, [Y/N]! Forget about it, okay? I’ll tell you tomorrow after the match!” he declared.

(This dork, you thought to yourself, fighting to keep the grin off your face.)

“I’ll be waiting,” you settled on, flashing him a smile that left him blushing madly.

The volleyball community as a whole were stupefied by the fact that Nishinoya got a girlfriend before any of them did, but accepted you (if the Karasuno players approved of your relationship, they would too). Tanaka sobbed manly tears of joy. Asahi rejoiced, crying, “Finally, no more being a wingman!”

Mod Rose and I had a lot of fun discussing this and coming up with ideas, lol. Hope you enjoyed it, anon!

- Mod Camellia ( + Mod Rose’s fluffy ideas huehuehue)

[akaiitokoibito]

Thank you so very much, you're very kind. Also, no worries, take all the time you guys need, I'm fine with being patient and waiting for as long as needed. Real life comes first, and tests/finals came be a pain. Good luck on your APs, you can do it :) and take care of yourselves during this as well.

Awhhh thank you sweetie!! Camellia and I are about halfway done with our APs > u < Thank you so much for the encouragement, and we’ll get those asks going right away as soon as we can! (although Camellia has been prioritizing this blog over her studies a bit *ahem ahem*) - Mod Rose

[akaiitokoibito]

15 for Seven, Zen, and V for Mystic Messenger?

Quick Note: will be going in a different order to maintain the flow~

Royalty!AU - MysMe Headcanons Basically a Story

Seven

He’s the child of one of the lowly concubines of Emperor Choi of the Aureum Empire, a country governed by a strict military dictatorship. 

Similar to the Gestapo or other official secret police of such regimes, the Pyritia ensure that no political opponents arise.

Saeyoung doesn’t care for his claim to the throne. He considers Emperor Choi nothing more than the person who fathered him.

Saeran, other the other hand, thought that they should be treated better. Although they were both male heirs of the emperor, because of their mother’s foreign red hair, they were treated as lesser humans.

Unfortunately for the other princes, Saeyoung began excelling at all of the lessons that he was given. The tutors all spoke lavish praise of the boy’s intelligence, making plenty feel threatened.

Their mother died “in her sleep,” supposedly, but Saeyoung realized that it was probably a jealous concubine who poisoned her drink. He had luckily snuck out that day with Saeran; Saeyoung loved to explore the capitol outside of the Inner Palace, and sometimes he’d manage to convince Saeran to come along.

One day, Saeyoung had enough: he didn’t care for the throne. So, with the help of Vanderwood, one of the members of the Pyritia who he befriended, he left.

He tried to convince Saeran to come with him, but his twin refused: Saeran was too scared of what the outside world might hold for them. They had, after all, grown up lavishly.

Saeyoung assumed the identity of “Seven,” one of the best informants in the Aureum Empire. He grew a large list of contacts/sources, and everyone (including the Pyritia) would come to him for his information.

However, he never met his clients in person for fear that they would recognize him to be the runaway red-haired prince.

One day, though, he bumped into V and Rika by accident. Recognizing them to be nobles from the neighboring country of Mentha, he panicked and introduced himself as “Luciel” when they asked for a name.

He never does reclaim his status as one of the princes of Aureum, instead travelling to the Kingdom of Terra, where he meets the other RFA members.

V

He’s the son of one of the dukes in the country of Mentha.

However, after the peasants revolted and burned down countless homes, property, etc., he and his family were forced to flee to Terra for several years.

Finally, the country stabilized after a long period of turmoil under the charismatic leader simply known as the “Savior” of Mentha, who invites the nobles back to their homes.

Having experienced the carefree, liberal lifestyle and ideas of Terra, Jihyun returned to Mentha and saw it for what it was: a country fixtated on antiquated ideas.

He decided to change that.

He meets Rika, the daughter of one of the archdukes who similarly went in exile during the peasant revolts. She, however, fled to the Aureum Empire…which led to some moral disagreements between the two. Jihyun believed that the people should have the right to be informed and decide for themselves, but Rika insisted that such thinking led to the peasant revolts in the first place. “The safest hands are our own, Jihyun,” she says with a pretty smile.

Despite their arguments, the two began courting each other. Rika, at the very least, wasn’t a guileless noblewoman who nodded her head and repeated what others told her.

They formed the RFA, starting with Earl Jumin Han, who was Jihyun’s childhood friend. Jumin brought them Jaehee, a doctor (and thus, middle class and not of nobility) with a sharp mind and a quick wit.

Eventually, Rika introduced Yoosung, her noble distant relative, to the group, and Zen stumbled upon them as well.

“RFA” stands for Revolutionary Future Alliance, although they pretend it’s “Rika’s Fundraising Association” when speaking to other nobles.

The RFA plans to change lives for the better

However, Rika discovers Mint Eye, Mentha’s secret religious cult that rules the country, and quickly falls in love with it. She becomes such a devout follower that she was eventually promoted to the Savior’s right hand woman.

The Savior mysteriously dies and Rika takes over. Jihyun is horrified.

As the Savior of the country can never go out in public, Jihyun tells the RFA that Rika is “gone,” and he’ll be moving to Terra.

Jumin + Jaehee follow him, but Yoosung and Zen stay in Mentha, too affected by Rika’s “death” (as they interpreted V’s “gone” as “dead”).

Zen

Zen’s the forgotten prince of Terra. Terra is somewhat like England: the royal family is more of a national symbol then a figure of true authority.

His parents forced him to stay inside everyday, so not many new about the young prince.

He had a maid that would frequently sneak in random trinkets from the outside world to entertain him. Zen fell in love with the plays she would smuggle in; immediately, he began acting in his spare time.

The first play that Zen memorized was Romeo and Juliet. Since his maid couldn’t always find time to act with him, he memorized both the male and female parts. (Sometime later down the line, when Saeyoung fails at quoting Juliet, Zen would 100% snark him. “It’s not call a rose anything and it’s the same. It’s…That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet..”) (He’d get teased for days.)

He decided to leave the palace and live as a commoner (or, more specifically, an actor). His parents, who hardly cared because they honestly thought he’d reflect badly on their reputations, let him leave.

He found that getting acting jobs was difficult

Then one of the theatre-house officials realized that he was…well, super pretty. So Zen got a role…as the female lead.

He met the RFA through Jaehee, who honestly thought that he was a girl (she was mortified for weeks afterwards) and invited him, hoping for another commoner girl in the group.

Unfortunately for Jaehee, he was neither a commoner nor a girl. Dammit. However, she slowly became a fan of his acting after she saw how much work Zen put into it.

After leaning of Rika’s “death,” Zen stayed by a traumatized Yoosung like a good bro lol

However, he begins meeting people from Mint Eye without knowing who they are. In passing, he mentions the strange white-haired boy to Seven. (Saeyoung is horrified and quickly deduces that the boy is his brother.)

Saeran is 100% trying to overthrow his father aka Emperor Choi of the Aureum Empire with Rika’s help, btw.

Mentha declares war on the Aureum Empire.

In a twist of events, the Aureum Empire defeats Mentha and kills the Savior. Cue more angst from RFA members when they realize who she was.

Saeyoung lowkey assisted the Aureum Empire, solely because he wanted his brother back and knew that if Saeran took over the throne, he’d never be the same.

In a cool turn of events, Zen saves Saeran before he commits suicide.

He and Yoosung nurse him back to health, then take him to Terra (where the rest of the RFA anxiously awaits their revival).

Zen’s identity as Terra’s lost prince is revealed when the same maid from his childhood track down.

His parents had been killed in a carriage accident

Zen’s really conflicted. Should he be mourning? There…were good times, too…

The RFA bands as a super supportive group and help Zen as he assumes princely duties and prepares to be coronated as king.

He learns that he has a fiance and wow more angst.

He meets her, though, and finds that she’s easy to get along with. Meet MC, the daughter of one of Mentha’s archdukes. They’re ensuring peace.

MC fits right in with the rest of the RFA. She recognizes Saeyoung and Saeran, though (they had met once at some fancy party) and Saeyoung panics.

Saeyoung and Saeran never do return to the Aureum Empire because they’ve found their new home. (They lowkey connected with their half-sister/half-brother who rules the empire, though. They maintain an amiable correspondence.)

Jihyun occasionally returns to Mentha, but he mainly stays in Terra as well. Everyone’s genuinely happy. He’s happy. And although he wishes that things could’ve turned out differently, he would never trade Rika for this happy ending that they’ve achieved.

ya’ll idk it was supposed to be cute prince!headcanons and suddenly I think of an entire saga lmao why do I do this on exam week???

Sorry, I don’t think this was what you were looking for, but I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless.

Thanks for the ask! It was lots of fun to write.

- Mod Camellia

Fun Facts:

All of these historical allusions are only here because I’ve been reviewing European history lol.

Aureum = Gold in LatinPyrite = Fool’s GoldAureum is a mixture of Imperial China and Nazi Germany.

Mentha = Mint in Latin.The “Savior” of Mentha is loosely based off Napoleon Bonaparte.Mentha is based off Napoleonic France and a bit of pre-westernization Russia.

Terra = Earth lolTerra is basically your go-to democratic state. Most influenced by England, though.

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Hello! Could I possibly get a matchup for Naruto and Haikyuu? I have all my matchup info here dinodiegos(.)tumblr(.)com/matchup (just remove the parentheses) but if you need a different link or something shorter just let me know! Thank you very much and congrats on the new blog!!

Yo~!

We’ve pinned your soulmates to be Itachi Uchiha from Naruto and Kozume Kenma from Haikyuu!!!

“You…really are an amazing person, aren’t you?”

tl;dr The couple that’s way too comfortable with each other and sort of dated before you confessed already

You two first met when Itachi was had just finished retrieving a paw print for Nekobaa.

Unfortunately, Itachi had been wearing those signature cat ears when he saw staring at him and froze. He was usually quick enough to go unnoticed by civilians, but he had been too busy thinking about what to buy for Sasuke’s birthday to be paying attention.

To his surprise, he vaguely recognized you; you were the daughter of the man who ran the dango stall.

You stared at him, the Uchiha prodigy clad in cat ears, and began giggling. Itachi, mortified, was about to steal away and forever abandon his favorite dango stand when you blurted out: “Would you like some free dango?”

He was really surprised by your offer; you didn’t seem like the type to approach people so easily. (Later, he learns that it was because of the cat ears. Itachi vows to never regret wearing them again.)

Never one to refuse such kind offers, he accepted and promised to meet you after returning to Nekobaa.

Itachi’s endless patience and kindness surprised you: you thought all Uchihas were sort of stick in the muds, but he didn’t seem to mind your initial quietness and filled the awkward silence with small anecdotes about his little brother.

You two chatted for an amiable hour at the stall, and you didn’t notice that he left some money to pay for the dango until several minutes after his departure.

He began frequenting the dango stand more often, and you two slowly grew acclimated to each other.

When he began taking dangerous missions, he’d always stop by the stall to tell you goodbye. You’d always laugh. “Don’t go dying, or I’ll kill you myself,” you chide, punching his arm.

“Never,” he vows, a smile tugging at his lips.

In a non-Uchiha Massacre AU, you two would grow up to be quite the adorable pair. Whenever Itachi was in the village, he’d do every single gentlemanly gesture he could (helping you with your groceries, holding the door open, etc.). You didn’t want to be the only one accepting things, so you’d gift him with dango or other sweets in return. It was a comfortalbe rhythm you two had, and you gradually got used to engaging with Itachi in idle conversation as you walked around the village.

Itachi fell for you first; he began trying to subtly hint about his feelings to you. First were the compliments (”You’re so kind, you know that?”) which you thought were just his way of cheering you up. Then came the gifts (”I happened to see this necklace while on a mission to Rain and the color reminded me of your eyes.”). And, finally, came the day when he confessed to you.

Itachi had just come back from a mission when he saw some little shits crowding you. They were saying all sorts of things (”You’re ugly.” “What the fuck did you just say?” “Stop laughing, bitch!”) but immediately shut up when they saw the Uchiha heir with his activated Sharingan and hateful gaze. (”I thought he was a pacifist!”)

He turned around, unusually furious to the point that even you shrunk back from him. When he saw how honestly terrified you were, his expression softened. “You know none of that is true, right?” Itachi asked quietly. “They don’t know anything about you, but I do. You’re beautiful. You’re amazing. And you are undoubtedly, most certainly, the kindest person that I’ve met and I wouldn’t have you any other way.”

Then, sensing the awkward atmosphere, Itachi shuffled his feet and looked the most awkward an Uchiha has ever looked. He, too, wasn’t that comfortable with vocalizing his feelings, but he cared for you more than that. “Let’s get some ramen, my treat,” he blurted out. (It was Kushina’s influence; the loud redhead frequently visited the Uchiha compound with her toddler son in tow to play with Sasuke.) (Itachi did not mean for your first date to be at Ichiraku’s and would forever curse himself.) (You didn’t mind, though.)

You couldn’t help but laugh, your heart thudding loudly in your chest. “It almost sounds like you’re asking me on a date.”

“And if I am?”

Itachi is the most understanding, amazing, intelligent, and wonderful person you’ve ever met, in your unbiased opinion. He doesn’t mind your somewhat pointed jokes and understands your subtle actions that convey your affection. He enjoys doing anything that makes you happy, really: the look in your eyes is enough for him. He’d always remind you with little gifts (nothing too expensive, because you told him that you didn’t need things like jewels or flowers every week) of how much he loves you.

“I just...want you to be happy, you know?”

tl;dr The couple that’s so comfortable with each other that you don’t even realize your mutual feelings for the longest time. It’s painful to watch.

You two didn’t really have any special, amazing meeting; one day, Kenma happened to see you playing one of his favorite games in class, and offered a small tip out of the blue after witnessing your struggles.

After that, you slowly began building a tentative friendship.

At first, you simply exchanged small talk about games. It was almost weird how easily you two clicked: Kenma was quiet and reserved, but you could tell that he was very kind. He, on the other hand, appreciated your humor and interest in games, movies, etc.

Eventually, you two didn’t really need words to communicate. From an outsider’s perspective, you two were interesting to watch (especially when discussing movies and games)..

Kuroo, by the way, is your mom/dad friend who has literally vowed to protect you and Kenma with his life. He loves how you make his childhood friend happy. (He also realizes you two like each other way before either of you realize it yourselves.)

One day, you had been discussing a movie you were particularly invested in. Kenma mentioned something about one of the characters, immediately setting you off on a tirade about the shitty character development, cinematography, etc. Kenma watched you with large, rounded eyes (he never knew you could be so talkative).

You abruptly paused in the middle of your passionate monologue when you realized his quiet Kenma had grown.

“....Kenma? You alright?”

Then, to your ever-growing surprise, he burst into laughter.

Ever since that day, you decided to make him laugh as much as possible.

Kenma likes your jokes, for the most part, but disapproves of your self deprecating ones and won’t hesitate to voice his objection. (”You’re not stupid. You can be loud, yes, but you’re so much more than that.”)

Basically, Kenma is willing to step out of his comfort zone for you. You’re the same way.

You two did all sorts of couple-ish things even before formally dating.

Movie nights, game nights, and cuddling (well, more like huddling together in a blanket while watching a horror movie) were the norm for you two. Sometimes, Kuroo would tag along and snicker at both of your reactions.

There’s this running joke between the two of you about creepy, horror-movie stuff. It started when you freaked out over a horror game you two were playing together. (Kenma was pretty surprised: after all, just the other day you were making fun of a creepy horror movie.)

Kuroo was there to witness your reaction and took both of you to a supposedly haunted house (really, just an abandoned building). You started to freak out...in a good way. Ever since then, both Kuroo and Kenma, on special occasions, gift you little trinkets relating to creepy horror material. (”Here’s a Sadako keychain.” “I got you that new yandere dating sim?”)

You realized your feelings for Kenma while talking with Kuroo (who had honestly been trying to push you two in the right direction for the past three fucking months, dammit--).

You...well, even though you hoped Kenma would confess to you, you squared your shoulders and decided that you...would confess.

After all, this was Kenma, the boy who you’ve visited nearly everyday afterschool for some kind of video game marathon or movie spree. He was worth the extra effort.

You knew you’d be a stuttering mess if you tried to do the cliche “confess behind the school” thing, so you decided to give him a gift instead.

Kenma was very, very confused when he saw how flustered you were, holding out a keychain to him.

“A...Frankenstein keychain?” he asked confusedly. Usually, you’d gift him with sketches or something relating to cats (being Nekoma’s heart and all).

“To match with the Frankenstein’s bride keychain you gave me before,” you mumbled, wishing you could hightail it out of there. You steeled yourself, though. You would not run away.

Kenma studied you for a long minute, making you squirm. It was...disconcerting to know that your crush was analyzing you, observing everything about you from head to toe. Slowly, a smile stretched across his face. (He understood your confession.) “Want to walk home together?”

He totally ditched volleyball practice that day out of giddiness. Kuroo -- when informed of your pseudo-confession -- nearly sobbed out of relief. (”Alright, so no more inviting me on your...sort of...date things. I don’t want to be a third wheel again.”) (You knew that was his way of caring for both of you.)

Your first kind-of date was to the movies. Cliche? Yes. Not much opportunity to speak with each other? Yes.

But you didn’t need words. Besides, that was your thing. Movies. When you two exited the theater, pinkies intertwined and light pink dusting your cheeks, Kenma took you to a family restaurant where you could rant as much as you wanted about the movie.

When the rest of the volleyball players (not only Nekoma, but the other schools) found out about your relationship, they were initially hesitant. After seeing how soft Kenma’s expression was around you, though, they welcomed you into the community with open arms. (Hinata, in particular, promised to forever be your number one supporter.) (You two both smiled, but didn’t say anything, knowing that Kuroo would get jealous if you agreed to the prospect.)

This was so long ugh sorry for the wait, everyone! RL has been hectic. Hope you enjoyed this, @dinodiegos! Your detailed matchup bio was amazing lol, so we deliberated for awhile about your matchups. It was a lot of fun! :)

- Mod Camellia

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Big Thanks to all the Asks/Submissions! <3

But...as much as Mod Camellia and I want to start answering all the match ups, headcanons, etc., we are also approaching a very critical exam period, so we hope that you’ll be patient with us! This hectic period will be completely over in about a month, and then we can fully concentrate on writing! :D

As of right now, we will still be trying our best to answer the asks, but it will just be much slower during this time ; - ;

P.S. You are still welcome to send in stuff other than match up!

- Mod Rose

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mk matchups are closed for now! We’re working on matching you all first before we get to headcanons lol.

In the meanwhile, feel free to request headcanons, drabbles, reader inserts, etc.! Thanks so much for your attention, everyone~

- Mod Camellia

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Thank you (I'm the anon who asked about match ups just now), for head-canons how many is the character limit for them?

At most, five characters UNLESS they’re in a specific group (e.g. KnB’s GoM or Ouran’s Host Club), in which we’ll probably have to include the other characters anyways.However, the less amount of characters requested, the more detail and time we can put into them. ;) Unfortunately, we don’t have time for super extensive answers for five characters lmao.Sorry for the late response! 

- Mod Camellia

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Psst, fyi we have been receiving all of your asks! (Thank you so much for your interest in this blog, everyone <3 and the lovely compliments.)

We’re trying to put as much detail and thought into them as possible, so they may take awhile. We’ll get to you, though, we promise ;)

Thanks for your patience!

- Mod Camellia

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Hi there, I've just recently got iback into Shoujo manga (Backstage prince and Beast Master are my top favorites still), are they any Shoujo manga that are your favorites? Or any you recommend?

This blog, although dead, will become your treasure trove.http://shoujo-moments.tumblr.com/recommendationsIt has a list of cliches/kinks/prompts and you’ll definitely find things you love there. No, seriously, thank me later. I’ve read every manga on that blog and they’re amazing.The mangas in the “showbiz” and “master-servant” posts are somewhat similar to Backstage Prince and Beast Master, if I remember their plots correctly. :) Sorry for not being super specific, but I suppose I might as well send you a long list than limit you with just a few recs. ^^- Mod Camellia

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Hello, I wanted to inquire about match ups, if you don't mind. If we already requested one, then you post it and we really enjoyed it, may we ask for another one for a different fandom later on? Or is it just one set of match ups for one person?

Of course you can ask for another match up for another fandom!! Just know that you’re welcome to ask for headcanons, drabbles, etc. as well~ If you really did like our posts, please reblog! :D 

- Mod Rose

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General Victorian headcanons for Honey, the twins, and Kyoya from OHSHC?

For clarification, this all takes place in Victorian England. 

Honey

Mori and Honey grew up together; both of their families were fairly close, and had either of them been female, they would’ve undoubtedly been wed for their families’ interests.

Although they were the same age, Honey always acted more childish.

He loved travelling to London to peruse the toy stores, but Honey’s favorite leisuretime activity was attending theatrical productions. This hobby always surprised everyone (including the rest of the hosts) when they learned of it for the first time.

Being a rather effeminate boy in Victorian England, boys would often jeer at Honey throughout his primary education. They’d quickly be stopped by a threatening Mori, but Honey became somewhat self-conscious of his appearance for awhile.

That all changed when he entered boarding school: he and Mori became roommates with the overly enthusiastic Hitachiin twins, who threw away basically all proper rules of social etiquette that socialites followed in favor of having fun. Instead of mocking Honey’s appearance, they just laughed and told him that they didn’t care about appearances: they just had to make sure that he and Mori wouldn’t snitch on any of their pranks.

Honey ran into Tamaki and Kyoya, one day, after the blonde ran into their room screaming bloody murder. Honey later found out that it was because one of their roommates, Nekozawa, had read his future with tarot cards and declared that Tamaki would die within a few days. Following closely behind them was a spooked Kasanoda, their other roommate.

Honey immediately befriended Kasanoda, and was delighted to find out that the red head also enjoyed attending plays. Kasanoda would be the person to introduce Honey to Oriental sweets, which Honey grew addicted to.

Twins

Being twins of a noble family was sort of awkward. Hikaru, being the elder son, was raised to a higher standard: he had to be intelligent, athletic, dashing, charming – the whole package. Kaoru, on the other hand, was raised to be his “support” (the “spare” is the insult some may spit at him, but Hikaru punches them in the face right after: nobody insults his brother), so he grew up more spoiled.

Hikaru felt burdened by his family’s expectations of him, and Kaoru was noticing. So, one day, the younger twin decided that enough was enough, began studying business with a fervor that few could match, and marched up to their parents one day and declared that he was competent enough to join Hikaru’s lessons and help his twins run the company. (Later, in private, he’d tell Hikaru: “I couldn’t let you shoulder the burden alone.”)

The twins discovered one day the delight of insect collecting. To the horror of all the staff and their parents, the two noble sons would traverse the Hitachiin property, dirtying their clothes and returning to the mansion exhausted, unkempt, but triumphant.

Later, their hobby would shift towards science, instead. They were particularly fond with experimenting on Edison’s light bulb.

There was one day, in boarding school, when they managed to cajole Kyoya into giving them some of the anesthesia his family had been investing in. Needless to say, the school banned any sorts of drugs (whether they were medical or not) from the school the following week.

Sometimes, they’d slip into shady areas. They befriended an eccentric, female opiate dealer named Renge, who was happy to supply them with some for their scientific experiments.

Kyoya discovered their stash of opium one day and demanded a thorough explanation, dammit. It took awhile to reassure him that they didn’t become drug addicts.

Kyoya

Kyoya’s family dappled in various new medical practice. From a young age, he was used to his father coming home with bright eyes and long-winded explanations of newly-discovered medical treatments. Most of them ended up being hoaxes, though, so Kyoya was rather skeptical when he heard of the Fujioka family’s improved anesthesia.

His concerns were proved unfounded, however, when he personally met the good doctor and his daughter himself. Haruhi Fujioka was probably one of the most intelligent girls that he had ever met, and Kyoya often ruminated about how different her life could have been if she was a male.

So, it was no surprise that when Kyoya joined boarding school, he planted the idea of co-gender education in his noisy roommate Tamaki’s mind. The blonde’s blithe, airy attitude was dwarfed by his kindness and consideration, after all, and it only took a few carefully planted suggestions before Tamaki petitioned his father to open up the school to the public.

Of course, there was some outrage amongst the nobles. Their sons, the most elite of the elite, learning alongside commoners? And women?

However, there were plenty of staunch supporters of Tamaki’s proposal: the loudest voices were the Hitachiins, Haninozukas, Ootoris and Morinozukas.

So the school decided to do a trial run; whoever that would willingly participate in the experiment would join a coed class. Kyoya tactfully suggested for Haruhi Fujioka to be one of the girls for the trial runs.

And that’s how the shenanigans of Class X started. They were better known as the Host Club because of their frivolous, silly activities and colorful personalities.

Hope you liked it! Thanks for the ask: it was a lot of fun! :)

- Mod Camellia

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Y'all this isn't just a matchup blog; hit us with those asks. Haikyuu? KnB? Mysme? OHSHC? We gotcha. Requests for general headcanons, crackships, and canon ships acceptable ;)

V A R I O U S . D R A B B L E . A U S .

Send me a number for me to write an AU drabble for our characters. Feel free to add further specifications and details!

01. World War One / 1920s AU.

02. World War Two / 1940s AU.

03. Mythology AU.

04. Zombie Apocalypse AU.

05. Supernatural AU.

06. Victorian AU.

07. Arranged Marriage AU.

08. Harry Potter AU.

09. Tolkien AU.

10. Hunger Games AU.

11. Soulmates AU.

12. Reincarnation AU.

13. University AU.

14. American Horror Story AU.

15. Royalty AU.

16. Penny Dreadful AU.

17. Superhero AU.

18. Disney AU.

19. Horror Film AU.

20. Specify: an AU of your choice !