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What are your favourite IFs?

I've answered this before but since I love them so much, I'm gonna answer them again! Below the cut because I have many more 😁

I've added the links to the demos in alphabetical order (I hope) for your and my convenience :D

Absentia by @absentia-if

The Abyssal by @theabyssal

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes: An Affair of The Heart by @doriana-gray-games

Attollo @attollogame

Before We Are Ghosts @anjiefiction

Blood Moon by @barbwritesstuff

Blood and Runes by @bloodandrunes

Citadel by @bouncyballcitadel

Crown of Exile by @ramonag-if

These Crimson Strings by @thesecrimsonstrings-if

Deadweight by @deadweight-if

Defiled Hearts: The Barbarian by @defiledheartsblog

Fell Star by @fell-star-if

Fallen Lights by @fallenlightsif

Golden by @milaswriting

Honor Amongst Thieves by @leoneliterary

The King's Hound by @the-kingshound

Mirror Mine by @if-mirrormine

The Moonless by @moonless-if

The Nameless by @parkerlyn

Next in Line by @nextinline-if

Novaturient by @kalorphic

The Numbers Game by @thenumbersgameif

Ouroboros by @honeypeabrain

Out of the Blue by @outoftheblue-if

Project Hadea by @nyehilismwriting

Ripper's Plague by @ripperplague

Scandal by @nightingale-interactive

Sinners and Saints by @sinnersandsaints-linwrites

Snakeroot by @cerberus-writes

Swallow the Moon by @dipmyquillinmoonlight

Swan Song by @swansong-if

Unwilling Souls by @unwilling-souls-if

Water to Blood by @veirsewrites

When Twilight Strikes by @evertidings

Whisper in the Dark by @whisper-game

Witches of Ferngrove by @witchesofferngrove

Zorlok @zorlok-if

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the sun king and his most beloved

I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else–and i will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.

fellas. a mage reborn got me rn. i thought that maybe the demo prepared me but it didnt 😭 major props to @mage-parivir for the AMAZING writing. i highly recommend getting the book even if you've read the demo already!!

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Angst??! I'm here for It!! SOO.. ROs having to watch MC being tortured..reactions? 👀(tastier If after that MC ends up with a big scar)

TW: torture, mutilation.

Arthur:

Arthur is disarmed, unable to move a single muscle of his body against the restraining spell, forced to watch you with tears in his eyes because he can’t even talk.

Your eyes, on the other hand, burn with ferocious madness as you wheeze out a rasped breath “I would rather skin myself alive than betray my King.”

“Oh?” the priestess chants “that can be arranged.”

Arthur struggles against his bonds with frantic desperation.

“But no, that will be the main course. For now, let’s make sure to cut this bond of yours.”

She circles you, making sure her men set both your arms in front of her, while she draws out a dagger, her eyes locked in yours “I’ll make things easier for you. You’ll be free again of this marriage, you won’t have to be the king’s spouse ever again.”

As understanding draws upon Arthur, his pupils dilatate and he silently sobs. The priestess crouches in front of you and with a saccharine smile cuts out both of your ring fingers, taking away the Camelot seal and the wedding ring, and making sure you won’t be able to wear them ever again.

Evaine:

They’ve never felt so powerless, so utterly incapable of stopping the horror in front of them. You’ve been captured four days ago and the pain hasn’t stopped since then. You have taken it with the steel determination of making the less noise possible, but still Evaine is breaking in your place, with less light in their eyes at every whimper you let out.

“They are telling the truth!” Evaine cries when the whip cuts the skin of your back for the first time “you’re asking for something impossible!”

The man stops, turning in their direction and wiping the sweat and blood on his face “I will ask again because I’m a very patient man, but this is your last chance. Where. Is. The. Secret. Passage.”

Evaine swallows their own tears. They struggle to inhale properly “There – there isn’t a secret pas-“

“Wrong.”

The next lash makes contact with your face and you wail. Evaine cries out with an angushed howl.

“I swear to you, young Knight. I will send you back to your King with the remains of his spouse if you don’t talk right now.”

Morien:

“I swear, I swear if you touch them I’ll make sure you’ll be in so much pain you won’t even be able to think!”

“Ohh, a feisty one” the mage purrs in Morien’s ear, so near the physician can feel his breath on their neck. They suppress a shudder and let out another warning growl.

“But ok, I won’t touch them. For now. I only need the royal consort’s cooperation.”

Morien’s eyes are fixed in yours so they can see perfectly well the less then coherent mist in them. The drug is working so well you let out a disoriented whine before taking back with all your might a semblance of rationalty.

“Reyge malek tua habea” you sluggishly let out in your captor’s direction.

The mage is taken aback for a moment, then his eyes darken and his face rapidly hardens “this attitude won’t do, bajek. You have had your chance, you’d make a magnificent tool if only it wasn’t for your disrespectful tongue.” Then he murmurs a spell and your face is suddenly blocked on the wooden table. Morien howls another threat you both know to be empty. They can only watch as their lover’s tongue is cut out in front of them, praying desperately that the drug is potent enough to spare you the pain. Judging by your hoarse cries, it’s not.

“Reyge malek tua habea.” = “May your name be forgotten by the Emperor”. It’s near to a curse, especially if pronounced by mages, and widely considered the absolute worse insult to the sympathizers of the fallen empire.

Bajek = traitor.

Gwyar:

At first, they are frozen with fear. They lock eyes with yours and there is a primal terror in them it can’t even be named. They can’t breathe and they grip the forearms of the man that’s restraining them with white knuckles and a breathless sob.

Then comes the desperation, because they can only watch as the burning rod makes contact with the tender skin of your face and neck. They scream as you do, sobbing uncontrollably and pleading with a broken voice “please stop! Stop, stop!” But the perpetrator doesn’t even acknowledge them and the marking continues. Gwyar is now wailing openly, desperate enough to threaten between cries “King Arthur will know this, he will kill every one of you when he finds us!”

“Oh but little maiden,” the monster says with a sharp look and a ferocious smile “that’s the point. To find his precious hound marked for life with the Lothian insigna. His pain will be so sweet.”

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Ros reaction to an MC that over works themself. Like to the point that their legs have probably given up on them a few times with how much they're moving. When asked they just say. 'Well I have to be some form of useful. Can't just do nothing".

This is a canon trait of MC, by the way, because this is exactly where their train of thoughts will bring them.

Arthur:

"Oh you absolutely can, my dear," they immediately answer, their voice soft as always but also quite direct. They gesture for you to sit down at their side.

"What makes you think you have to be useful?" they ask sincerely, resting their cheek on the palm of their hand, propped up by their elbow on the table. Even though Arthur's posture is relaxed, there is a sad kind of curiosity in his eyes.

Did he make you think in any way that you'd have to give something back to anyone? Maybe it's his spouse's upbringing, they were never allowed to rest, to just exist without any kind of expectation. Arthur asks himself if he did enough to subvert this.

Later, after you told him why you do need something to do, Arthur will assure you gently that you can do absolutely nothing and no one will think of you any less.

Evaine:

Their thoughts are all over the place, for a moment they just look at you, their gaze frozen. Did you just - did you just...

"Ah, MC..." they answer, their smile strained "that's not how it works."

Their throat feels tight, their thoughts frantic and heavy with guilt and panic. Did they cause you to feel that way? That you have to work until your muscles give out - to be useful at all times? That is so unhealthy, and that is why Evaine takes the time to distract Gwyar when things get too much, to nudge Yniol to bed and to coax their King to rest. Evaine will be damned if they won't do the same for you.

Bottling everything up for now, they extend a hand towards you. Their smile is blinding, all teeth and sparkling eyes even if there's something darker underneath "I'll make you see how useless we can be, you'll note that Arthur will keep us both even if we stay in bed all day. Let's do nothing together, shall we?"

Yniol:

"No," Yniol simply states, their face dangerously blank "that's not true."

They think about the times when they've had to see your legs tremble and give out, your arms slow and your movements measured to avoid the strain on sore muscles. That is not right.

"You can do nothing. You have to sometimes."

And they think about the horrible, endless days they spent unable to move, to even think after their body and mind just gave up on them. They understand the miserable realization of being unable to work and the dread of being discarded as a knight that followed.

"No one will expect you to be useful all the time, here," Yniol assures you.

Morien:

Morien looks at you dead in the eyes for a long moment.

"That is the saddest fucking thing I have ever heard."

"And," they say, coming to stand in front of you with slow steps aided by their cane "very untrue."

They give you a pointed look, assessing your state as they talk "what do you think I'm doing when I've had enough of bandages and blood and I decide the tavern is a better alternative? Granted, drinking my problems away is not always my proudest solution, but you just need it sometimes. I know you do and you're very much allowed to take breaks. Hell, even if you suddenly became useless no one would bat an eye."

It's their way of saying that your value isn't measured by how much you do, that you don't have to hold in pained moans as you move to get to bed, that doing nothing here is allowed. Then comes their confession.

"If Arthur had decided to keep in the castle only useful people I would not be here now so don't overthink it."

Gwyar:

Gwyar's face falls.

"That's... is that why you've been doing all this work?"

What they don't say is that they do the exact same, they work until there is nothing else to think about, until their muscles are cramped and they fall asleep the moment they lay down. They do it to keep away the guilt of past mistakes but they can easily track your thoughts - if you're useful you won't give anyone a reason to reject you and you won't be alone again - and it breaks their heart.

"You don't have to be productive all the time" they whisper, maybe also to remind themselves the same thing "people will care about you all the same."

There is a weak smile on their lips when they talk again "do you remember what you told me when... when I didn't even manage to fold that one sheet and I was being useless for days?"

"It's ok, love," you recite.

"It's ok, love," Gwyar echoes back, their eyes full of care "let's take a break."

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first impressions, huh? how about the ROs (+Mordred) first impression of MC's parents

and Saraah's first impression of the RO's (+Mordred)

Impressions of MC's parents (only Evaine and Arthur saw them at the meeting before the marriage. The others all meet MC's parents after MC's marriage)

Arthur: "I'm going to make sure this treaty works, the only other way is war."

Evaine: "Ah, I can see why they were Imperial Generals."

Yniol: "I hope they don't treat MC unkindly..."

Morien: "I'm going to annoy them so much."

Gwyar: "They behave so coldly around MC..."

Mordred: "No wonder MC is like that."

Saraah's very first impressions of the cast (he met Arthur, Evaine and Yniol just after marrying Cledwyn. MC then made him meet Morien and Gwyar)

(Arthur): "I bet he's bisexual."

(Evaine): "Damn, they're so elegant."

(Yniol): "I have never seen a taller person In my life. Doesn't their neck hurt by having to look down all the time?"

(Morien): "Ah, a feisty one. I'm gonna like them."

(Gwyar): "wow, they're really impressive!"

(Gwyar if MC is romancing Gwyar): "Good catch, sibling. Good catch."

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Let's hurt tonight - MC&Morien

OneRepublic

When, when we came home

Worn to the bones

I told myself, this could get rough

It's night and Morien is there with you as you wash the blood off your hands and face. Sometimes watching them do the same with their patients' blood makes you sick because for how many lives they save, you take double the number.

You scrub and scrub and scrub until your skin is raw and Morien forcefully blocks you.

"You can stop, now," they declare. You turn to look at them and they have your same resigned pain reflected in their eyes.

There's also resolution there, though. And the shadow of what looks like forgiveness.

And when, when I was off, which happened a lot

You came to me and said, that's enough

Oh, I know that this love is pain

But we can't cut it from out these veins, no

"This is what I am!" You scream in their face. You gesture to your destroyed room, to the still red cloths hidden in the bathroom, to yourself. "This is all that you're ever going to get!"

"It's more than enough," Morien replies, tightening the grip on their cane. "If that is all you can offer me, I will take it. It's enough."

When, when you came home

Worn to the bones

I told myself, this could get rough

Oh, I know you're feeling insane

Tell me something that I can explain, oh

You try stretching your arm in their direction, but you stop before your fingers can brush their shoulder.

"Why does it have to be like this?" They ask you, or maybe themselves, with a voice that breaks at the end.

You let your hand make contact with their tunic. After a long second, one of their hand comes up to grip your wrist. They leave it like that, a single thread connecting the two of you.

"I am tired, MC" they exhale at last.

"I know," you'd want to say. "I am here."

You keep holding their shoulder.

I'll hit the lights and you lock the doors

Tell me all of the things that you couldn't before

Don't walk away, don't roll your eyes

They say love is pain, well darling, let's hurt tonight

"I knew what I was doing," they tell you one day, almost out of the blue. "But I kept doing it. And there's not a single day I don't hate myself for that."

"I butchered people," you answer looking at the bright, clear sky. "I killed so many."

"We can feel guilty together."

"No," you decide. "We can forgive ourselves together."

They look at you with something that resembles kinship. Slowly, their body relaxes. They bring a hand to brush the back of your own forearm.

"... maybe."

So you hit the lights and I'll lock the doors

Let's say all of the things that we couldn't before

I won't walk away, won't roll my eyes

They say love is pain, well darling, let's hurt tonight

"Hold onto me, beautiful" you tell Morien, using the same pet name they've been calling you for years, before you take off. Your horse is not at full speed with a two people charge, but it's near enough.

Morien hugs tightly your back - you can feel their warm chest pressing against you. And you can feel a laugh just brushing your ear.

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Morien/Arthur 👀

Imagine the hurt/comfort 🥺

The possibilities 🥰

Both able to comfort eachother but also in need of comfort... also Morien hovering threatening over Arthur when they feel like it and Arthur telling them stories and tales to keep them distracted when Morien isn't feeling so good. But also Arthur spoiling Morien by bringing them everything from food to objects so that Morien doesn't have to walk and Morien making sure Arthur is not spiraling down on dark thoughts.

The hurt, the comfort-

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Modern spin on the characters! What kind of jobs do you think they'd have in our world?

Ohh, modern!AU🌌

Arthur: rehabilitation nurse (artist on the side)

Evaine: fashion designer/tailor

Yniol: sheep farmer (who does volunteering with kids in the spare time)

Morien: either physician or wood carver/ toy maker

Gwyar: CEO of some high-profile company

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RO's reactions to a ice cold bath tho? Which one eould swear inmediatly and which one would stoically just tense?

Yniol would tense up but endure, probably adjusting after a bit. Morien would slowly get in and try to get used to the cold water one step at a time, they wouldn't exactly swear but complain a bit.

Gwyar was used to take colder baths at home (because of the warm weather), but they'd still find this very unpleasant and endure it only for a short while.

Evaine and Arthur are the most attached to their warm baths, Evaine would shriek and jump out of the water like a cat forced to take a bath and Arthur would simply tense up and try (and fail) to endure it.

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So this but Evil!Au 👀

What would the RO's reactions be if MC siddenly just plopped down next to them bloodied and battered like they’d just gotten into quite a huge fight but they didn’t even mention it and kept going about their day super chill?

Evil!Arthur: he gives you a side glance. It could seem glacial to anyone else, but you can see perfectly clear the cold care in it.

"I take it that whoever they were, they're dealt with?"

You nod and Arthur hums, his gaze now fully focused on you. "Find me tonight. I'll take care of you."

Evil!Evaine: "Aww, without me?" they whine, stretching by your side until their head rests on your soaked lap. Their perfectly styled auburn hair soon get slick with blood.

They let their body become lax, like a cat in their favourite spot.

"You know what I want by now. Give me the details."

Evil!Yniol: their hazel eyes are instantly fixed on you, methodically inspecting you as if you were a possibly wounded animal. When they don't find any serious injury, they raise up to their full height.

"I will escort you to your next duty, my Liege."

Their tone is emotionless, but you know they intend to keep watch over you for the next hours at least.

Evil!Morien: they are always so tired. They don't even look at you, limiting themselves to throw a rug your way.

"You're soaking my chair."

While you clean, you take the opportunity to tidy up the table and adjacent chair. When you're done, you approach Morien from behind and you slowly hug their back.

"I know you're sorry," they murmur, "I'm not mad. But next time you could take a shower before coming."

Evil!Gwyar: they come closer to brush your shirt in place, uncaring of the blood that's soaked in and that now stains their fingers too.

"You ruined it," they declare, getting closer and closer. Their golden eyes sparkle, a feral, ecstatic glint overtaking them, "I hope you had fun, at least."

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I cannot wait to romance Chase and have Riel as my best friend lol like I can imagine Chase waltzing up to ask MC on a date and they accept and Riel is just standing there like ‘MC this is a horrible decision—‘

MC: how would you feel if I dated Blade

Riel: I think he’d be a good match for you

MC: what about Halek?

Riel: it might be tricky with his fiance but I’m sure you could make it work

MC: what about Shery?

Riel: I find Miss Acquell a very kind and pleasant presence

MC: okay what about Chase?

Riel:

wtf is wrong with you

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SHEPHERDS OF HAVEN RECRUIT FORM - LIV NOVAK

(extra info in the tags if you’re willing to sift through my bs lol)

(picrew link!)

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“True heroism is choosing to do good to the world even after it has done you wrong time and time again, and abandoned you in the dregs.”

“My dear, you have become so used to shouldering the burden all by your lonesome. You have crafted yourself up to be the hero that everyone relies upon. But heroes do not have happy endings, not in real life. Who will save you from yourself?”

Liv does not answer.

She doesn’t think she’ll ever be able to give a satisfactory one, anyways.

Liv is the silent Hero of Haven, quickly ascending in reputation due to her combat prowess and coolheaded leadership. Though she may seem aloof and unflappable in the eyes of the public, she can never quite turn a blind eye to someone in need. She doesn’t seem too keen on talking about her past—though considering her selective mutism, it may just be more out of practicality than anything. Regardless, her loyalty and skills have earned her the trust of many.

Liv’s personality is blunt and honest, but not unkind. While her selective mutism means she errs on the quiet side, underneath her poker face is someone playful and teasing, often acting as a grounding presence among her friends. She’s diligent and mature in her work, tackling problems with a ruthless efficiency that might even be admirable if it weren’t for the fact that she neglects her own health in the process. While she’s not the vindictive type, she is fiercely protective, and would not even blink twice at the prospect of killing someone attempting to harm those she cares about—namely Oliver and Priscilla, who she regards as family.

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romance this romance that i’m specifically here to make the HOTTEST nick possible that makes people want to make ocs for HIM 

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If the ROs eventually (months, years down the line) fell out of love with the MC, how would they go about calling things off, or would they?

oof damn anon, this one is sort of brutal!

I’m just going to use a hypothetical and imaginary other person or ex to use in this scenario because it’s hard to imagine the ROs falling out of love with MC (even if some of them have never dated anyone before). I hope that’s cool!

Blade: would grow silent and distant and preoccupied–not mean necessarily, but he’d start making excuses to avoid spending time with Unfortunate as much as possible. He’d grapple with what to do silently for so long that eventually they’d have to call him out first. Then, to spare her pain, he would just… vanish from her life, lol. 

Trouble: would be wracked with guilt and would try to force it and overcompensate. Like you know the urban legend about how the couples who post the most selfies on social media and look the happiest are actually the unhappiest? It’d be like that. He wouldn’t call it off himself, but he’d be secretly very relieved when the other person did. 

Tallys: she would take a LONG time to figure her own feelings–like months or years–pretending everything was fine on the surface, but eventually coming to the conclusion that she didn’t love Unfortunate anymore. She’d end things with them herself, and respect whatever decision they made: she’d like to stay friends, but if they don’t want anything to do with her, she’d respect that.

Shery: would be in full-on denial, like the dog sitting in fire and going “this is fine!” She’d keep pretending she was happy and she still loved Unfortunate and honestly if it was just not feeling the “spark” anymore (versus Unfortunate doing something really awful to destroy her love), she could just keep it up forever until one of them died!

Riel: pretty much as soon as he figured out that he didn’t love that person anymore, he would end it. As civilly and gently as possible, but there would be no hesitation. Riel knows that he doesn’t love anyone easily, and once he does love them, it’s real–so he’s not going to feel “out of love” with them unless that feeling is real, too. So it’d be best for everyone–and fairest to Unfortunate–to end it as quickly and painlessly as possible.

Chase: Chase would panic and wonder if it was something wrong with him that made him feel not in love with Unfortunate anymore. Like is he faulty? Is he personally not capable of long-lasting love? This would cause him to become totally depressed and not like himself, so there’d be no pretending that everything was fine… It’d be 50/50 chances of Unfortunate breaking up with him first or Chase doing it himself, haha.

Red: Red has some experience with falling out of love and calling things off, so he’d be pretty normal (but, you know, empathetic) about bringing the relationship to an end. He’d feel bad about it afterwards but would throw himself into his work and eventually be able to move on. He’d like to stay friends but none of his exes ever want to afterwards lol!

Ayla: Ayla would also panic upon realizing that the feeling of ‘love’ she once had has vanished–this panic would cause her to be irritable and distant and overall tetchy. She’d know it wasn’t fair to Unfortunate to act that way but wouldn’t be able to help it, increasing that feeling of frustration until it all blew up into a big fight that she’d use as an excuse for breaking up, rather than admitting that the demise had started way before then.

Lavinet: Lavinet would be sad, but outwardly she’d break up with Unfortunate as cool as ice. She’d rather be the bad guy and allow Unfortunate to not blame themselves (it’s not their fault, after all) and blame her instead of letting them be broken up over this lost romance forever. She’d bounce back after a while but always feel a little wistful about the relationship!

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Hi hi, I saw that you played and like the Persona series! Have you ever thought about what kind of Personas the characters would have? Thank you and love your game and you sm!!!

Hi there, great (and difficult) question! I’m using the Personas from Persona 5 since they’re the most recent, but here goes! For hard-mode I tried to stick to the arcana I assigned the characters here and on their character page, and for easy-mode I picked from all available Personas purely by aesthetic!

(For those of you who don’t know, “Personas” are manifestations of a user’s personality or psyche in the form of various cultural icons, legends and myths, or Jungian archetypes.) 

From their assigned arcana only: 

Blade: (Chariot) Shiki-Ouji 

Trouble: (Strength) Siegfried

Tallys: (High Priestess) Isis

Shery: (Empress) Titania 

Riel: (Judgement) Archangel Michael (or Yamata no Orochi)

Chase: (Moon) Lilith

Red: (Magician) Choronzon

Ayla: (World) Demeter

Halek: (Hanged Man) Inugami

Briony: (Star) Cu Chalainn

Lavinet: (Sun) Horus (or Mithras) 

Mimir: (Hermit) Bicorn

Croelle: (Devil) Nebiros

Prihine: (Tower) Jatayu

From any persona available (“true” personas)

Blade: Palladion (or Goemon or Kamu Susano-o)

Trouble: Byakko

Tallys: Queen Mab

Shery: Silky

Riel: Dominion

Chase: Nekomata (or Arsene) 

Red: Oberon

Ayla: Valkyrie

Halek: Dionysus (or Polydeuces)

Briony: Ishtar (or Artemisia)

Lavinet: Milady (or Leanan Sidhe)

Mimir: Chernobog 

Croelle: Red Rider

Prihine:  Pixie

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my mc: omg blade has been avoiding me forever what did i do he probably hates me Actual Disaster Blade Bronwyn: hrgggg girl pretty must hide b/c me sweaty now

dfgkldfjg this is so accurate

MC: oh my god he’s so silent and cool and aloof

Blade: ask her how her day was. no that would be intrusive. TELL SHE LOOKS PRETTY. NO DON’T BE AN IDIOT YOU STUPID IDIOT–

Blade: (says nothing at all)

MC: oh god he hates me